Chapter Thirteen I Want to Be a Driver

  Xia Lin's hands grasped Song Jian's neck, shaking violently.

  Song Jian quickly brushed off Xia Lin's hands and said, "What's so strange about that? I'm also a university student who has received higher education."

  "Have you also attended university?" Xia Lin looked at Song Jian with a puzzled expression, her two snow-white legs tightly pressed against Song Jian. "Why would a college graduate want to be a driver?"

  "Nowadays, graduate students are all scrambling for jobs like cleaning toilets. I'm an undergraduate working as a driver, isn't that normal?"

  Xia Lin's eyes rolled around, thinking carefully, and indeed that was the case. In this day and age, without any family background, after graduating, becoming a driver is actually quite normal.

  "But you said before that you were a gambler and lost everything, and your parents passed away." Xia Lin pressed on.

  Song Jian shrugged his shoulders, "Yes, after graduation, our family's property was all lost. If it weren't for your sister, I'd be lying dead on the streets now."

  As he spoke, Song Jian's hand naturally fell down, but the feeling of touching his hand was a smooth and slippery one.

  Song Jian hastily lowered his head and saw that his right hand was actually placed on Xia Lin's smooth thigh.

  Song Jian quickly withdrew his hand, this lady in front of him was his own younger aunt, and he had to be mindful of his actions at all times.

  "Hmph, you have a thief's heart but not the guts, next time if you touch my leg again, I'll let my sister fire you," Xia Lin said with satisfaction, swinging her long legs.

  Song Jian wiped his sweat, women in this era really can't be measured by common sense.

  "Hey, handsome, I'll let you touch me, it's guaranteed to be more comfortable than Xia Lin's," Du Hong came over again, wearing a suspender mini skirt, sitting on the stool, the purple-blue small skirt barely covering her buttocks, with her entire leg exposed without reservation.

  Song Jian felt he had really grown old, it seemed this era was indeed not the Song Dynasty's era after all.

  "Don't be silly, go play elsewhere," Xia Lin pushed Du Hong away.

  Du Hong deliberately cupped her own chest with both hands, then glanced at Xia Lin's chest, and smiled smugly at Song Jian. The smile was very obvious - how could Xia Lin's B-cup compare to her own D-cup?

  Song Jian turned his head and ignored the two women.

  At this time, the "Einstein" on the podium let out a long sigh and said: "This lesson...this lesson will end here. That student, what's your name?"

  The old professor looked at Song Jian.

  Song Jian stood up and said, "Song Jian."

  "Song Jian, oh Song Jian, would you be willing to be my assistant? Don't worry, it won't affect your studies." The old man threw out an olive branch. Being the assistant of an academician was a stepping stone to heaven for ordinary students. From then on, work, reputation and wealth would all come pouring in.

  Song Jian rubbed his head, he knew that this road was not the one he wanted to take, smiled and said: "Sorry, teacher, actually I'm not a student of this class, so I can't be your assistant."

  "Huh? You're not a student in this class?" The old professor shook his head.

  "He's a driver! Hahaha!" A boy sitting behind Xia Lin suddenly burst out laughing, and he had heard the conversation between Xia Lin, Du Hong, and Song Jian earlier.

  The students in the classroom immediately began discussing it, and even Zhou Tong by the window was surprised for a moment. She did not expect that Song Jian was just a driver.

  Song Jian did not show any sign of embarrassment and said, "Right, teacher, I'm a driver."

  The boys in the classroom suddenly burst out laughing. They were just annoyed that Song Jian had stolen the show and was able to flirt with Xia Lin, but now they heard that Song Jian was just Xia Lin's driver, so they naturally felt relieved and laughed heartily. These people were all rich second-generation kids, at the very least their parents managed companies worth tens of millions, so they naturally looked down on a driver.

  The old professor nodded calmly and asked seriously, "Since that's the case, I'm now formally offering you a position as my assistant and teaching assistant. The salary and benefits will be in accordance with those of a lecturer at Soochow University. Are you willing to accept this job?"

  "Huh?" The students in the class were stunned, they didn't expect that Song Jian, a driver, would have such good fortune and suddenly change from being a driver to becoming a university teacher.

  "This guy is really lucky."

  "It's true, he's had a stroke of bad luck."

  "Hmph, but there's nothing worth bragging about. Even if you're a university lecturer, you're just a poor teacher." The fat man with the Rolex sneered.

  They all thought Song Jian accepted this job.

  Xia Lin was also happily shaking Song Jian's arm, "Uncle, you're really lucky. Look, it's a good thing I asked you to deliver my textbooks, otherwise you wouldn't have gotten this job either. Ah, but now my cousin will have to find another driver."

  Song Jian shrugged and said to the old professor, "Sorry, teacher. I like being a driver, so I didn't make any other plans. Please forgive me."

  The old professor was also slightly startled, then waved his hand and smiled: "Forget it, forget it. With your talent, you will achieve something in whatever you do."

  After finishing speaking, the old professor walked out of the classroom with that fluffy electrified hairstyle.

  The five girls in the classroom all stared at Song Jian with sparkling eyes, and at this moment, Song Jian was a representative of a passionate person.

  "And what a fake!" The fat guy wearing a Rolex couldn't help but speak up and mock him.

  "It's just, I like being a driver, if you have the ability, you can also be a driver and make a fortune, with a wife and concubines." The fat man's sidekick chimed in, "Lu Ming, don't bother arguing with this person, it's beneath our status."

  That fatty called Lu Ming swung his Rolex on his wrist and grabbed his backpack, ready to leave.

  The other boys in the class also looked at Song Jian with a smug expression of being pleased with themselves.

  Xia Lin patted Song Jian's shoulder and said, "Uncle, I didn't expect you to be so loyal to my cousin. Don't worry, when I get back, I'll tell her the truth and she'll definitely give you a raise. And in the future, I'll introduce you to a rich girl, a white and beautiful woman, let those people who look down on others go die."

  "Let me introduce myself," Du Hong chimed in, giggling, "How about it, Song Shuai, do you think I'm pretty? And if we're talking about wealth, hehe, I'm a single daughter, so I'll be inheriting the family's tens of millions in assets."

  "Get out of here, flower idiot," Xia Lin was afraid that Du Hong would really stick to her.

  Song Jian!

  At this time, a crisp sound suddenly came from the classroom door, followed by a beautiful woman carrying a bag, tilting her head and looking at Song Jian with joy.

  With a "brush", the classroom suddenly became quiet, and more than 20 boys stared blankly at the beautiful tall girl standing at the door.

  The beauty is Zhou Tong.

  Zhou Tong's reputation in the College of Literature is not small, because she has long been crowned as the "College Flower" of the College of Literature. Of course, this does not mean that Zhou Tong must be more beautiful than Xia Lin, but when men evaluate beauties, there is an important factor, that is temperament, and it is a seductive temperament.

  Xia Lin is also very pretty, but she has more of a cute temperament. Xu Si is even prettier, but Xu Si is too cold, with an older sister-like temperament. As for Zhou Tong, apart from being pretty, she also has a naturally charming and alluring quality. This charm isn't something that Zhou Tong deliberately shows off, but rather it's revealed through her unintentional small movements, exuding a kind of elegance.

  "Hiss..."

  A sound of taking a sip of water.

  Song Jian was taken aback and said, "Are you calling me?"

  Zhou Tong didn't mind Song Jian's unfamiliar attitude, she walked up quickly, her tight jeans wrapping around her sexy buttocks.

  "I've been looking for you, come on, let's go eat together." Zhou Tong walked up and affectionately grabbed Song Jian's arm, then ignoring the eyes of others, directly pulled Song Jian out of the classroom.

  Song Jian suddenly remembered that this woman was probably the one he had saved at Jin Bi Hui Huang.

  Out of the classroom, Song Jian finally came to his senses and smiled: "It was you after all, no need, last time it was just an accidental encounter."

  Zhou Tong smiled and said: "For you, it's indeed a small matter that occasionally happens, but for me, it's related to my lifelong integrity."

  Song Jian could only admit it.

  The classroom erupted at this time.

  "What's going on!"

  "That kid took away Zhou Tong from the School of Literature!"

  "No, it was Zhou Tong who took that kid away!"

  The boys in the class can't calm down, they're not ordinary guys, they're all rich second-generation kids, whether it's a tall and handsome rich guy or a short and ugly rich guy, at least they're all upper-class people, they're all chasing after beautiful girls. At this moment, right in front of these people, Song Jian actually took away the goddess in their hearts, no, that's not right, the goddess actively threw herself into his arms and took him away.

  Xia Lin stood there in a daze.

  Du Hong snorted in anger, saying: "Fox demoness! Hmph, even the driver is being robbed! No wonder that little brat Song Jian could resist my D-bullet temptation."

  Xia Lin reacted and grabbed the school bag on the table, rushing out of the classroom to catch up with Song Jian and Zhou Teng, saying: "Stop, where are you going!"

  Zhou Tong looked at Xia Lin and smiled: "Junior sister, Song Jian and I are friends. We want to go out and talk, and I'll treat him to a meal."

  Xia Lin rudely stuffed her school bag into Song Jian's hands and said, "No way, Uncle, you still have to drive me home!"

  Song Jian adjusted his backpack, then nodded at Zhou Tong and said: "I'll head back first, it's my work time. Let's catch up later. And about that matter, don't worry about it, just be more careful when dating guys in the future."

  As he spoke, Song Jian turned around and patted Xia Lin's head, saying: "Go back, little girl."

  "Song Jian, you... leave me a phone number." Zhou Tong caught up, although she was very uncomfortable in her heart, but Song Jian said so, she had no way to stop him.

  Song Jian left his phone number and waved at Zhou Tong, then grabbed Xia Lin's school bag and walked out of the school with Xia Lin.

  Zhou Tong stood still, looking at the phone number on her phone, her heart beating rapidly, just like when she had a crush on her handsome language teacher in middle school.

  "Zhou Tong, can't you really forgive me? I'm begging you, last time was just a moment of confusion on my part, I swear, I won't do it again, I'll only be good to you with all my heart," said a tall and handsome boy holding a bouquet of roses, standing next to Zhou Tong. It was Li Jian. For the past few days, Li Jian had been bringing a bouquet of fresh flowers every day to wait outside Zhou Tong's classroom, hoping for her forgiveness. Today, Zhou Tong didn't go to class, and was caught off guard by Li Jian.

  "Get out!" Zhou Tong glared at Li Jian with a fierce gaze, "If you bother me again, I'll call the police!"

  After finishing speaking, Zhou Tong grabbed his backpack and quickly left.

  Li Jian clenched the rose tightly and then slammed it to the ground, looking at Song Jian who was chatting with Xia Lin in the distance. He sneered: "I originally wanted to ambush you near Jin Bi Hui Huang, but I didn't expect you to actually bump into my territory, hum!"

  Li Jian kicked the rose on the ground fiercely, then took out his mobile phone and ran away while making a call.

  Thank you very much for the mysterious reward, thank you for giving me motivation. Also, asking for some recommendation votes, thank you everyone.