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

  But what kind of people are those two? In essence, they're a bunch of self-centered goods. The beautiful teacher's few sanitary balls didn't constitute any harm at all, not even a hair was blown off by the wind.

  The class break was only ten minutes, the beautiful teacher took a sip of water, but choked and spilled half of it on her chest. However, the next class was about to start, so the beautiful teacher had no choice but to pretend it didn't happen and calmly prepare for the lesson.

  It was just a small incident, but it was seen by two onlookers.

  "What color?" Zhou Yi's face was intoxicated.

  "What's the big deal? I have many other types of ero-books, want to borrow some? If not, there are even better ones on PyBoy." Yang Zongbao couldn't stand Zhou Yi's cowardly appearance.

  "No, no need... " Zhou Yikuo didn't want to bring up the erotic book again. The psychological shadow it had left on him last time was lifelong.

  Yang Zongbao saw that Zhou Yi was not taking the bait, so he gave up.

  Classmates, familiar and unfamiliar, began to occupy the entire classroom one after another. Some could only stand in the back, which was also terrifying. Yang Zongbao didn't think the teacher's beauty was enough to attract so many students.

  "What did I say? Now there's no room left." Zhou Yi said with a pleased smile, proud of his own foresight.

  "Hmm, why?" Yang Zongbao flipped through the book casually.

  "You don't know how miserable the other teachers in the English teaching and research office are, and they all have weird temperaments that are hard to deal with. Wen Juanqing is actually the easiest to talk to. And this is about choosing a teacher, of course everyone will choose the beautiful female teacher."

  "Who helped me choose a teacher?" Yang Zongbao suddenly discovered that he seemed to have forgotten to fill in the teacher's name.

  "Huh? I don't know either. I thought you chose." Zhou Yi was also surprised.

  "No, I don't know what's going on?"

  "No way, I remember we just submitted our registration forms for English class this month, the class monitor should have asked you to make up for it."

  "Who is the class monitor?"

  "Feng Yuxiang... uh..." Zhou Yi stopped himself.

  "The two students in the back row, if you don't want to attend class, please leave." The beautiful teacher's gentle anger turned into rage. These two rascals are really annoying.

  "Oh." Yang Zongbao didn't waste any words either and walked out of the classroom, leaving Zhou Yi staring in shock.

  "Wait." Zhou Yi followed him out after a while.

  "Master, you're really awesome. You..."

  After catching up with Yang Zongbao, who was gasping for breath, he said with mixed emotions.

  "Oh, which classroom is having class? I'll sign up on the spot."

  "You're cruel, why?"

  "A strict teacher produces outstanding students."

  "Oh, next door in room 603 they're also teaching English, but it's an old man and he has a bad temper."

  Zhou Yi nagged from behind, but Yang Zongbao walked towards 603. He was originally going to the back door, but halfway through, he felt that it would be better for him to sign up and walk through the front door instead.

  "Report." Yang Zongbao shouted "report" at the door.

  "You're late," said a long-faced old man heartlessly.

  "I'm sorry, I just started school this month and didn't know that classes required registration. I found out today and rushed over," Yang Zongbao said, noticing Feng Yuxiang's figure in the classroom and frowning slightly, an enemy on a narrow road.

  "Is it? Then go back to your seat." The old man was unexpectedly easy-going.

  "What's with the guy behind you?"

  "I don't know, maybe it's because I was late for class."

  It was indeed a very strange old man. When Yang Zongbao turned his head, the strange old man suddenly asked in English, "Who is Zhou Yi following behind?" Yang Zongbao also replied fluently in English, "I don't know, maybe he's late."

  Yang Zongbao's accent is more British, not American colloquialism, which slightly surprised Wen Shi Chao as an English teacher. In the country, there are many people who speak good English, and some even speak better than their native language, but after all, pure British pronunciation uses chest cavity resonance, so the tone is heavier.

  This classless and unloving response from the dead-end friend who didn't die in poverty immediately suffered a fierce blow from Wen Shi Chu, this old academician. Zhou Yi was called to the podium amidst the attention of the crowd, undergoing an ancient form of corporal punishment - standing penalty.

  Zhou Yi was for the first time at such a close distance to English, looking at the old academic beside him opening and closing his mouth, couldn't help but let out a sigh of "wrong teacher ruins one's life".

  Yang Zongbao picked a spot next to him and only after he sat down did he realize how pathetic this classroom was. A tiered classroom that could hold over 200 people had fewer than 20 students, what a desolate scene.

  No wonder, when Wen Shi was old and learned, he only talked about poetry, which even Yang Zongbao didn't want to listen to. Ancient English is like ancient Chinese, it has national heritage and cannot be forced. At most, it's just a slight sense of superiority when listening to live opera.

  The lesson was dull and uninspiring, Yang Zongbao and his classmates found it uninteresting as well. It's just for the sake of getting credits anyway.

  After class, Yang Zongbao registered at Lao Xue's place and then left with Zhou Yi, who had an unpleasant expression on his face.

  "What's wrong with you, you're just too thin-skinned. I'll treat you to lunch at noon." Yang Zongbao finally felt guilty towards his disciple.

  "Really?" Zhou Yi was taken aback.

  "Your meal card is still with me."

  "You..."

  Zhou Yi felt that this might be the most unlucky thing he had done in his entire life - recognizing this master.

  Two people had just sat down and hadn't started ordering yet when Yang Zongbao's phone rang. He answered it to find that it was the director calling urgently.

  "Let's go, something's up at the hospital." Yang Zongbao pulled up Zhou Yi, who was still lingering in his seat, and they sprinted all the way.

  "What's wrong? Haven't eaten yet?" Zhou Yi was dragged to the point of almost losing his breath.

  "There's been an accident at the airport, and the hospital staff can't leave. We'll go rescue first. There will be ambulances waiting for us at the school gate." Yang Zongbao added afterwards: "On the way."

  Zhou Yi originally thought Yang Zongbao was very powerful and highly valued, but after hearing the additional sentence, he completely lost his temper.

  As soon as the two of them ran to the door, the ambulance arrived. The car door fell down from behind the rear of the vehicle, and Yang Zongbao and Zhou Yi got in.

  "Director." Yang Zongbao honestly found a disposable garment and put it on. Zhou Yi naturally didn't dare say more, whatever Yang Zongbao did, he followed suit.

  "Hmm, let's see later, nothing big happened, it was just a bit bumpy when the plane landed, we're just going to take a look," said the director.

  "For a minor matter, why did Director Mao have to go in person?" Yang Zongbao found it strange. Generally, when a patient is being rushed out, only the emergency doctor is needed. Although anesthesiologists are essential for rescuing patients, it's rare for Director Mao to personally attend to such matters. No wonder he was called along - as his student, he naturally had to follow him."

  "Talk less, do more."

  The director didn't have much, but Yang Zongbao found that he hadn't noticed earlier that Su Xiaomei was also standing beside him, wearing a very fitted white coat, with some light makeup on her face and high heels on her feet. Looking at her like that, it seemed unlikely she was going to drive a car; if you took away the white coat, she looked more like she was going on a blind date.

  Two people meet and just nod their heads. After all, it's so awkward for the first time meeting, no one wants to mention it.

  There were two unfamiliar male nurses in the ambulance. Everyone was silent on the way. Yang Zongbao took the opportunity to study the internal structure of the vehicle and found that it was the latest model, with a price tag of almost one million yuan per unit, making it one of the most expensive domestically. The vehicle was equipped with state-of-the-art anesthesia machines, oxygen supply systems, and even surgical shadowless lamps. As far as Yang Zongbao knew, emergency surgery could almost be performed in this vehicle. There were probably no more than five such ambulances in the city, and for a minor accident that had not yet confirmed any casualties, dispatching such a luxurious fleet was unknown how much background the other party had.

  The ambulance quickly passed through the underground parking lot and entered the airport through a special passage.

  The plane that had the accident looked undamaged from the outside, with only two long black streaks of obvious drag marks behind it.

  Airport staff gathered under the plane in the north airport.

  Yang Zongbao and his men were taken away after they got off the car.

  "The doctor has arrived..." someone said.

  The staff on duty immediately gave way to the people who were surrounded.

  Yang Zongbao took a closer look at the people inside and was struck by lightning, subconsciously touching the mask he had just put on to calm his emotions.

  Two women and one man in front, accompanied by several people.

  The woman in front, over 50 years old, was extremely well-maintained. Her smooth face had not a single wrinkle, and she wore a bespoke suit from an international brand in pearl color. With a warm smile on her face, she gave people a refreshing feeling like a spring breeze.

  The girl next to Yang Zong is Yang Jing. On the woman's left side is a handsome young man, about 28 years old, who has almost completely inherited the woman's beautiful features. Standing upright beside the woman, he shows good manners.

  "This is a doctor from the Provincial Hospital. Mrs. Yang was frightened, let them take a look and see if there's anything uncomfortable with her body." A staff member who seemed to be in charge introduced the director.

  "It's okay, no need to make such a fuss, besides we have our own family doctor, so it's not necessary," said Mrs. Yang, the staff member mentioned.

  "However, it was indeed our mistake that caused Mrs. Yang to receive such a fright. I would like to extend my sincerest apologies on behalf of all airport staff to Mrs. Yang..."

  The staff's words became more and more intense.

  "My mother said no need, then no need, Manager Li doesn't have to bother." The young master said while creating distance between his mother and Manager Li.

  "Father's car hasn't arrived yet? I'm so annoyed. Why don't we just take a taxi back?" Yang Jing said impatiently, having waited for 20 minutes since getting off the plane and still waiting.

  "Yang Jing, stop joking around and be patient. Wait for Father to come back, then gather your things." Mrs. Yang interrupted.

  Yang Zongbao's fists were clenched tightly in his sleeves, afraid that they would recognize him, not daring to stare at them, but also unconsciously wanting to imprint the faces of these people into his mind, deepening the impression.

  Manager Li was sweating profusely, this is the wife of the airport's major shareholder. This time something like this happened, if others are not happy with his ground crew, then he will lose his rice bowl. So immediately contact the hospital to come and take a look, but at present, his good intentions were completely blocked by the other party without any leakage, neither soft nor hard accepted his good intentions, so for the time being, he could only anxiously wait.

  "Mrs. Yang, let's check again, our car is just here, it's also reassuring to check."

  Unexpectedly, Su Xiaomei walked over and smiled at Yang Furen, saying that her attitude was worlds apart from how she treated Yang Zongbao.

  "......" Mrs. Yang was about to speak when her son interrupted her: "Well, it's okay to check anyway, and this is the best doctor from the provincial hospital here, so I guess he won't be bad."