Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  "Master..." Zhou Yi was caught off guard by Yang Zongbao's sudden movement.

  "Never mind, let's go eat." Yang Zongbao had figured out the key point and was in a great mood.

  "Master..." Zhou Yi hesitated for a moment before saying: "My meal card is still with you."

  "I knew that, otherwise why would I ask you to eat together?" Yang Zongbao's response made Zhou Yi feel like an idiot.

  The school cafeteria is the place with the largest flow of people in the entire school. The school Yang Zongbao attended had relatively good conditions, and the country allocated 200 yuan per student every month for living expenses, but the school did not distribute it to each student directly. Instead, they subscribed to two bags of milk per day for each student. As for whether it was worth 200 yuan or not, Yang Zongbao didn't know, but his stomach wasn't suitable for milk, and he would always end up in the toilet after drinking it. So, as a result, one bag of milk went unclaimed every time.

  Although they missed out on this benefit, the school cafeteria was incredibly diverse, with eight cafeterias in total, offering both Chinese and Western cuisine, local specialties, and everything else you could think of. Yang Zongbao usually ate at the most popular cafeteria, where many students gathered to eat. Today, Yang Zongbao decided to try something new and took Zhou Yi to have a Western-style meal.

  "Master, are you sure we're eating here?" Zhou Yi said fearfully: "That meal card is all the money I have left, I'm penniless now, can't we save a bit?" Zhou Yi's face was flat.

  "No." Yang Zongbao's refusal was firm and decisive.

  The Western restaurant in school is of high quality. The environment is also relatively elegant and does not appear to be shoddy due to being located within the school.

  Yang Zongbao ordered an egg fried rice at a window seat. Zhou Yi was forced by Yang Zongbao to order a three-minute cooked steak.

  When the bloody steak was served, Zhou Yi almost threw up.

  "Go ahead and eat, isn't it delicious?" Yang Zongbao peeled off the surface of the egg fried rice and dug in to eat.

  "But..." Zhou Yi wanted to explain, but seeing Yang Zongbao's lack of interest, he could only pick up his knife and fork.

  Three minutes of cooked beef, one knife down, the blood hasn't even dried. Zhou Yi closed his eyes, cut off a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing without even chewing.

  "What are you going to do from now on?"

  Zhou Yi heard Yang Zongbao suddenly ask.

  "I don't know, if I'm not good enough for a high position and not low enough to be ignored, I can just muddle through life. This time, I probably offended some people, I don't know if I can still enter the Provincial Hospital? Even if I can't, I'll just go back to working at Zhou's company, what else can I do?" Zhou Yi vented his emotions fiercely on the steak.

  "What's wrong with me?" Yang Zongbao said.

  "It's not, it just feels awkward, there are all sorts of messy things everywhere, and no clean place anywhere."

  "Do you like being a doctor?"

  "It's not that I like it, but I finally found something I can do well, only to end up with nothing in the end."

  "Can't we go to another hospital?"

  "But I have to live under my family's roof. They won't let me go. You know my mom is still here, how can I leave? If I leave, what will happen to her? I'm the only son, who else can she rely on? Zhou Chuan's mother isn't someone easy to deal with." Zhou Yi also expressed his own difficulties.

  Yang Zongbao quietly pulled out a registration form from his pocket and placed it in front of Zhou Yi.

  "What is this?" Zhou Yi took a look: "English? Master, are you kidding me? Am I that kind of material?" Zhou Yi immediately threw the thing back to Yang Zongbao.

  "I've signed you up for a one-year closed training program. But you have to give up everything you're doing now and make a clean break with the past. Rather than staying here and tying yourself up in knots, why not go out?" Yang Zongbao once again pushed things towards Zhou Yi.

  "I won't be able to." Zhou Yi picked up the form this time and looked at it seriously.

  "It's not up to you whether it works out or not, you're just going there for a change of environment."

  "My family won't agree, and they won't spend that kind of money." Zhou Yi had his own concerns: "My mom is still here."

  "I'll take care of you. I'll cover all your expenses, whatever the amount is, I'll pay it. Of course, you know my situation, after giving you the money, I'll be penniless." Yang Zongbao continued eating his egg fried rice: "You decide for yourself."

  "Should I go and say hello to my mom?"

  "He's gone missing."

  "What's with my mom?"

  "I'm going to explain." Yang Zongbao finally finished eating the egg fried rice, and then pulled out a check from his pocket: "Remember my QQ number, all of this is for you to repay me."

  "But Master..." Zhou Yi still wanted to argue.

  "Get out now." Yang Zongbao bellowed, his voice so loud that everyone in the Western restaurant turned to look.

  "It is......" Zhou Yi grabbed the ticket on the table and walked away without looking back.

  I'm going, Yang Zongbao regretted not letting Zhou Yi pay the bill before leaving, this meal still had to be paid with his own meal card. Zhou Yi's mother's home was also unknown where it was located, but Yang Zongbao wasn't in a hurry about this, after all, there was still Zhou Chuang.

  "You're here for dinner too." Suddenly a petite and delicate girl burst into Yang Zongbao's line of sight.

  Yang Zongbao felt somewhat familiar but was uncertain: "Who are you?"

  "I'm Du Juan, we've met before." Du Juan sat down across from him with a familiar smile.

  "Sparrow?" Yang Zongbao thought for a moment: "Do you have money?"

  "What's wrong?" Dujuan asked.

  "Pay for my meal and I'll answer three questions from you." Yang Zongbao decided to tease the girl, after all, he was in a bad mood now.

  "Really? I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you." Du Juan hastily pulled out a red ticket from her pocket and asked eagerly: "Where's that handsome guy?"

  "They broke up." Yang Zongbao didn't lie, he and Bao Guo had parted ways.

  "How far have you gone?" Du Juan thought for a moment and emphasized: "Have you slept on the same bed?"

  "Over slept."

  "Huh." Yang Zongbao replied so quickly that Du Juan subconsciously asked: "Do you have friends now?"

  "That's all." After answering three questions, Yang Zongbao called for the bill.

  It's a total of 86 yuan. In Du Juan's stunned gaze, Yang Zongbao put the 14 yuan change into his own pocket: "Next time there's such a good thing, remember to call me."

  "You little rascal."

  Du Juan shouted behind Yang Zongbao's back. But this point was nothing to Yang Zongbao.

  In the following days, Yang Zongbao finally got into a routine. Going to school and work, sleeping and eating, felt incredibly fulfilling.

  The people in the class always had a hostile attitude towards Yang Zongbao, so Yang Zongbao was generally a lone ranger. The number of nurses who occasionally met Yang Zongbao in the hospital increased. There were also several love letters in Yang Zongbao's drawer from time to time, and some nurses would add dishes for him during work hours, and many small nurses would send him snacks. No one commented on Yang Zongbao's clothes in person, nor did anyone question his character, all because of the Q7 incident. Classmate Feng Yuxiang never allowed Yang Zongbao to substitute teach. Director Mao began to arrange experiments for Yang Zongbao to do. The days passed very quietly. Until Liu Chun called him again, Yang Zongbao remembered that there was still something he hadn't done.

  In the evening, Liu Chun asked Yang Zongbao to go to his home for dinner. Yang Zongbao immediately understood what he meant. However, he didn't dress up too much.

  Liu Chun's residential area is a two-story garden house by the Rhine River. Because he had specifically looked up the map online, Yang Zongbao quickly stood outside Liu's door and rang the doorbell.

  The door was opened from inside, Liu Chun wore a loose home clothes, and his belly could be slightly seen.

  "Are you here?"

  Yang Zongbao looked over Liu Chun's shoulder and saw a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa.

  Followed Liu Chun in and casually picked up his own shoes into the shoe cabinet.

  "Are you Yang Zongbao?"

  Yang Zongbao sat down, and the man asked knowingly.

  "Are you Ouyang Liren?"

  Yang Zongbao was able to shout out the other person's name, causing the man to pause for a moment: "Often seen in photos." Yang Zongbao's explanation made Health Director Ouyang Liren let out a sigh of relief.

  "When will you and Xiaochun get married?"

  Yang Zongbao furrowed his brow at Ouyang Liren's question, and saw Liu Chun making a mouth shape behind him, indicating that he already knew.

  Yang Zongbao suddenly felt a sense of being deceived.

  "Get married? Why get married?"

  "Xiao Chun is already heavily pregnant, and you still don't want to take responsibility?" Ouyang Liren said excitedly.

  "What is your relationship with her? What right do you have to question me?"

  I am her brother.

  "Ge oh......" Yang Zongbao said in a strange and eerie tone.

  "If you were a man, you'd take responsibility." Ouyang Liren said, suppressing his temper. He was unaccustomed to Yang Zongbao's attitude due to being flattered for a long time.

  "The child is not mine, why should I be responsible?" Yang Zongbao watched the two men and women's acting skills with a good laugh, laughing very happily.

  This smile fell into the eyes of the other party, it was a naked irony. Liu Chun and Ouyang Liren looked at each other, but still insisted that the child was Yang Zongbao's: "You will have to take legal responsibility for this. If this gets out, it won't be good for your future development."

  Ouyang Liren is now starting to get menacing.

  "I'm in charge? I'd like that, but you go tell my family." Yang Zongbao said with a compromising tone.

  "I know you two have a big age gap, but I'll go plead for you."

  "Alright, why don't we go now?" Yang Zongbao went along with it. Acting? Who's better at it than who?

  "Good, I appreciate your attitude towards solving problems in this way. Your future prospects are boundless." Ouyang Litian's words were sincere and heartfelt, completely like an elder's demeanor.

  Yang Zongbao's heart was laughing so hard it hurt, raising children for him, of course, had to give himself a bright future. If this were someone else, they would definitely agree for their own future, but when it came to himself, who knew who would be using whom? It just so happened that during this time, he couldn't find an excuse to return to the Yang residence, and now everything was solved.

  Two men, one with a determined look on his face, and another with determination in his heart. Only Liu Chun's heart was racing with anxiety on the side.

  Ouyang Liren was also anxious to solve it, driving his own car and taking Yang Zongbao and Liu Chun to go solve the problem.

  "Where is your home?" Ouyang Litian asked after driving the car out of the Rhine River.

  "Furong Avenue, Yang's residence."

  "What did you say?" Ouyang Litian thought he hadn't heard clearly.

  "Furong Avenue, Yang's residence." Yang Zongbao was more than happy to repeat it again.

  Ouyang Liren and Liu Chunde fell silent for a long time after getting the affirmative answer, but the direction of the car was still heading towards Furong Avenue.

  The nights on Furong Boulevard are more beautiful than the days because of the lighting. Ouyang Liren still doesn't believe that Yang Zongbao really lives on Furong Boulevard: "You live here?"

  "No, my grandmother is here taking care of the house for me. Aren't you looking for my elder?" Yang Zongbao indeed didn't tell a single lie, strictly speaking, the Yang residence on Furong Avenue was now under his own name, and Old Lady Yang was indeed helping him take care of the house.

  "Why didn't you say that earlier?" Ouyang Liren felt insulted and was somewhat indignant.