Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  "Impossible!" Lu Junzhuo shouted loudly.

  Lu Junzhuo is the vice president of Red Eagle. When You Jia, this kid, came in and was placed under him, he must have been unhappy. So, letting him be the vice president was also an unavoidable thing. Moreover, before coming, he had discussed with Su Shan, and a position as vice president was inevitable.

  The first requirement, he can accept.

  However, when he heard his second request was for Su Shan to be his woman, this was something he would never agree to.

  The short boy burst out laughing and pointed at Su Shan, asking: "Do you like her?"

  "This has nothing to do with you."

  "You've never confessed to her before, have you?" the short boy continued to ask.

  "This has nothing to do with you," said Lu Junzhuo.

  "You're really pitiful," the short boy said. "The great young master of the Lu family, liking a woman and yet being so evasive. How sad. How lamentable. Why don't you confess? Why not directly tell her your feelings? Is it because she's too beautiful? Because she's too excellent? Because she's the goddess in your heart? Or is it because you're too concerned about saving face, worried that if you get rejected, you'll lose face?"

  "Whether I like her or not is my business. When to confess, it's also my freedom. You nomad, all these have nothing to do with you." Lu Junzhuo said with an iron face. He was really infuriated.

  "Since that's the case, I want her to be my woman ----- she hasn't even responded yet, what right do you have to speak on her behalf? How is it? Do you think you can already make decisions for her now?" The short youngster asked with sharp words.

  Lu Junzhuo also knew that his previous statement was too hasty, he glanced at Su Shan and saw that she wasn't angry with him because of his performance, so he spoke out to refute: "I said no ----- it's because you're too greedy."

  "What a hypocrite!" The short kid shook his head lightly. He had the face of an adult, but due to his extremely small stature, making such a gesture made him look like a little grown-up trying to be cute on purpose. "You won't be able to win her over by doing this. You're at a loss for what to do in front of her, without your own identity, completely following her will-----she won't see you as a partner, only as a helper. When you stop treating her like a goddess and start treating her like a woman, that's when you'll have a chance."

  He paused for a moment and then said: "Of course, it was just an opportunity. Because at that time, she was already my woman."

  "Fool's talk." Lu Junzhuo said with a sneer.

  "Do you know?" The short boy's eyes behind his glasses stared at Lu Junzhuo gloomily. "I have two habits. First, I don't like others to snatch my things. Second habit is... things that others like, I like to snatch over."

  He pointed to Su Shan and said: "If you like her, then she must be mine."

  She became a topic of conversation among two men and a commodity that was snatched away, but Su Shan still didn't feel much anger.

  She knows what she wants, and their nonsense doesn't matter.

  "The first request I can agree to right now," Su Shan said. "The second one I refuse."

  "Do you think I'm ugly?" asked the short man.

  "Yes." Su Shan nodded. "You don't look good."

  "Is it because of my appearance that you're rejecting me?" the short man asked again.

  "It's not," Su Shan said. "Compared with many handsome men, you are more charming."

  The short man burst out laughing and said: "Su Shan, Su Shan, you're really too interesting. I actually quite like you."

  "It's my honor," Su Shan said calmly. "I've already made my terms clear, I hope you'll consider them, Young Master Yu."

  The short man shook his head and said, "If you don't agree to the second condition, then the first one is meaningless to me. If I'm not mistaken, Red Eagle is an economic organization that you're dedicated to building, right? Using economics to influence politics, or relying on political resources to achieve economic goals - I have to say, you've done a great job. Although Red Eagle doesn't have many members, every single one of them is an elite with tremendous energy that you can borrow from. And they complement each other's resources - Su Shan, I'm really looking forward to seeing you soar to new heights after graduation with the help of Red Eagle."

  "But what does the Red Eagle mean to me? What significance does being a vice president of the Red Eagle hold for me?" The short man said with an arrogant expression: "It's always been others seeking me out, I don't need to seek anyone out - I'm just a big piece of meat for them to carve up, or maybe a stepping stone for you to take a leap and fly? I'm not that great."

  "As I just said, if I wanted to, I could totally join some White Eagle or Black Eagle that's more beneficial for me, or I could directly go poach a small eagle. If I'm willing, I can even pull over all the existing members of Red Eagle - why did they join Red Eagle in the first place? Isn't it because of the power of the Su family and Master Lu being a living advertisement board? If I can offer them more, would they still choose you guys?"

  "Not bad. I admit what you said is true." Su Shan said calmly. "This is also the reason why we want to pull you into Red Eagle. If not an opponent, then try to be a friend as much as possible."

  "But it seems like you rejected my request to be friends." The short boy said with a hint of implication.

  "I want to borrow your strength, I also want to make myself as strong as a mountain," said Su Shan. "I've paid a lot for it. But absolutely not including emotions."

  "It's really a pity." The short boy said. "To me, power is the sword and war horse, can kill the enemy and cut down generals, can open up territory and expand borders, can leap across mountains and fly high in the sky. What I want, I can get. What I want to do, I can do. And women are like flowers pinned on a suit pocket, like medals at a coronation ceremony - decorations, embellishments, symbols, adding flowers to brocade - compared to flowers, I prefer that piece of brocade."

  "I understand." Su Shan nodded. "Then I won't disturb you anymore."

  Having said that, Su Shan nodded at him and walked out.

  Lu Junzhuo glanced at the short man and followed Su Shan out of the library.

  The short man looked at their backs and smiled, saying: "Those who have swords will find a flower to decorate themselves. If they can't get it, they won't hesitate to destroy the whole tree."

  A good teacher is likely to produce excellent students, and there are reasons for this.

  Jiao Yu-Heng's method of explaining psychological knowledge through real-life examples benefited Tang Chong greatly, deepening his fondness for psychology. He didn't lecture on grand theories or psychological concepts and terminology. As he put it, those things were best left to the teachers who taught the courses. There was no need for him to repeat them. He only talked about cases, analyzing each specific case step by step, advancing steadily like a skilled detective, laying bare the innermost thoughts of others before one's very eyes.

  Before I knew it, several hours had passed.

  "Alright, that's all for today. I've already talked a lot, and you should go back and digest it well. What I said is just my analysis, and I hope you can also try to analyze it using your own methods and thinking."

  He paused for a moment and then said: "Tang Zhong, come with me to have dinner."

  Tang Chong hastily declined and said: "Teacher, next time. Next time I'll go home to visit your wife."

  He dare not follow Jiao Yuheng home, it would be an away game at that time. Heaven knows what crazy things Jiao Nanxin will do.

  "Alright, then next time." Jiao Yuheng said. He also thought of this problem, Tang Chong and Jiao Nanxin sat at a table eating, fearing that the two would start fighting. At that time, the old lady's blood pressure would rise again.

  Tang Chong bid farewell to Jiao Yuheng and politely greeted Jiao Nanxin before walking out of his office alone.

  "How is it?" Jiao Yuheng looked at his beloved granddaughter and asked with a smile.

  "What's going on?" asked Jiao Nanxin.

  "It's Tang Chong." said Jiao Yuheng.

  "It's nothing." Jiao Nanxin said with a pout.

  Jiao Yu Heng shook his head and said, "Your ability to accept is strong because you are my granddaughter. There will be some influence one way or another. Moreover, you have been interested in psychology since childhood and have read many books on psychology under my recommendation - His acceptance ability is not slower than yours, and his analytical ability is even stronger than yours. It's all based on his own intuition ----- or he knows how to observe people. I remember him saying that his father was a prison warden. If he grew up in such an environment as a prison ----- it can also be understood."

  "I don't think my analytical skills are weaker than his," Jiao Nan said with a tone of discontent.

  Jiao Yu Heng smiled and said: "Let's go. We'll go back to eat. Otherwise, the old lady will call again to urge us."

  Tang Chong came out of the office building when the sky had cleared, with only a few fine rain threads floating in the air, which would not make people feel anything even if they fell on their bodies, nor would they wet their clothes. He walked through the artificial hill again, through the lovers' path, and headed towards Mingli Lake.

  I don't know if it's to see the scenery of Mingri Lake after the rain or if there are other expectations in my heart.

  Which maiden does not have spring in her heart? Which young man is not **?

  At this moment, the mobile phone rang suddenly.

  Tang Chong took out his mobile phone and saw Bai Su's name on the caller ID.

  Tang Zhong secretly prayed in his heart, hoping that there wouldn't be another task to complete.

  Pressed the answer button and asked: "What's up?"

  Bai Su hesitated for a moment, but still spoke in her usual cheerful tone: "Tang Zhong, someone wants to meet you."

  "'Pursuer?' Tang Zhong asked."

  "No." Bai Su said with a smile.

  "Who is that?"

  "It is -----"

  Before Bai Su could respond, Tang Chong hastily said: "Alright, I still have some things to attend to. Let's leave it at that for now."

  After finishing speaking, the phone was hung up.