Starting from a Fake University-Chapter 123 - 122: Secretary Little Wen’s Path to Promotion (8)_1

Chapter 123: Chapter 122: Secretary Little Wen’s Path to Promotion (8)_1

Ding Yue received a WeChat contact from Wen Ruohan’s cousin, Su Xiaoqing.

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However, there was no response for a while, probably because she was busy.

"Thank you then."

Ding Yue first thanked Su Xiaoqing.

Su Xiaoqing: Principal Ding, no need to say thank you, just take good care of my cousin.

"Okay, your cousin works quite well."

Ding Yue replied.

On the other end, Wen Ruohan suddenly received a message from her cousin Su Xiaoqing.

Su Xiaoqing: Ruohan, isn’t your principal too creepy? You can’t be... can you?

Wen Ruohan was totally confused by her cousin’s message.

What on earth is happening?

How is Principal Ding creepy?

Cousin, what are you saying? What happened to Principal Ding? Did he harass you? But Principal Ding is not that kind of person."

When Wen Ruohan sent this message, she glanced at Principal Ding who was sitting next to her at the desk.

Serious and handsome.

Doesn’t he seem anything like the creep her cousin described?

Su Xiaoqing: Cousin, your Principal Ding sounds really creepy when he talks. Don’t believe me? Look [Screenshot.jpg]

The cousin sent a screenshot.

Wen Ruohan opened the screenshot and saw it was a message from Principal Ding to her cousin saying—Okay, your cousin works quite well. freewēbnoveℓ.com

This sentence does seem a bit off-key.

Just then, Ding Yue seemed to realize that he had omitted a word when he replied to Su Xiaoqing.

So he immediately added the word "job" and sent it to her.

Then Ding Yue explained: "What I meant was your cousin does her job really well. She’s a good secretary."

Su Xiaoqing was immediately shell-shocked.

So it was all a misunderstanding.

So Su Xiaoqing immediately explained to her cousin Wen Ruohan.

When Wen Ruohan saw her cousin’s explanation, she couldn’t help but laugh and cry, saying to herself, how could Principal Ding possibly say such a creepy thing.

"Hee hee hee, thank you for your praise, Principal Ding." Wen Ruohan put away her phone and happily said to Principal Ding.

"Huh? What? I praised you to your cousin, did she tell you?" Ding Yue reacted and asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes." Wen Ruohan, this girl, is pretty honest. Without realizing it, she just sold out her cousin.

"Wen Ruohan, from last semester to now, you’ve indeed performed well, working diligently, making few mistakes, and always enthusiastic. It seems like I was right about you."

Ding Yue’s eyes fell on Wen Ruohan, full of admiration: "Prepare a contract whenever you are free, you’ve been an intern secretary for so long, it’s time to become an official one."

For Wen Ruohan, a student still studying Secretary Studies, her progress is indeed great.

From being a bit inexperienced at first, to now being very proficient. No matter what she helps with, it’s all smooth-sailing.

Ding Yue enjoyed this process quite a lot.

After all, it’s great to train a real·secretary!

Initially, he told Wen Ruohan that she would intern for a semester, and then decide whether to make her an official one depending on his satisfaction with her work.

However, from the beginning of this semester until now, Ding Yue has been busy with the Big White Robot Project Laboratory and his own physics experiments, along with various other things. He forgot about Wen Ruohan’s transition to formal employment.

"Wow, Principal Ding, really? Can I really become your formal secretary?"

Wen Ruohan, hearing this, asked excitedly.

Being the principal’s secretary is indeed a perfect job for Wen Ruohan.

Not only can she stay in school, she can serve Principal Ding at any time, and she already has a job even though she hasn’t graduated yet.

Isn’t this life smooth enough?

"This is what you deserve."

After Ding Yue said this, he suddenly received a new message on WeChat, showing that the contact Su Xiaoqing recommended has been added successfully.

The ID was called Jiuge.

"Hello."

This time Ding Yue took the initiative to greet this WeChat contact.

"Hello, are you Ding Yue, the principal of Mist City Arts and Science University and director of Feiyue Group? Xiaoqing has already introduced you to me." Jiuge replied.

"That’s good then, are you the person in charge of Tianqi Animation?"

"Yes, I’m the head of Tianqi Animation Studio, Principal Ding... I mean Director Ding... Sorry, which title should I use? (sweating emoji)"

"Haha, call me Principal Ding."

Ding Yue actually prefers the title of Principal Ding.

Ding General Manager or Director Ding or whatever, sounds a bit too vulgar.

Principal Ding on the other hand, sounds quite impressive.

"Okay, Principal Ding, are you saying you want to acquire our Tianqi Animation Studio?" Jiuge asked.

"Yes, how much would you sell Tianqi Animation for?"

"6 million yuan." Jiuge said straightforwardly.

Six million is just pocket change for Ding Yue. However, he wouldn’t blindly spend it without evaluating the potential acquisition.

He has to see if the acquisition is worth it.

Otherwise, buying a bunch of garbage would be a slap in his own face.

"If possible, could you prepare a report about your company profile for me?" Ding Yue asked.

"Sure, Principal Ding, why don’t we meet in person to discuss further?" Jiuge responded, "I’m also in Mist City."

"What a coincidence, you’re in Mist City too?"

"Yes, I have been traveling and collecting moments in Mist City recently. Is there a trendy hot pot restaurant in your school?" Jiuge curiously asked.

Why did Ding Yue increasingly feel that Jiuge was a girl?

She even liked to travel and have fun in Mist City.

Everyone knew that Mist City was a famous Internet celebrity city in Xia Country, attracting many girls to visit and check in at a variety of trendy spots every year.

Last year, Ding Yue’s mother, Zhang Yuping, opened a campus hot pot restaurant at Mist City Arts and Science University.

Thanks to the great taste of the food and its unique location in the university canteen, the restaurant’s fame kept growing. It was even promoted by several Internet celebrity students from Mist City Arts and Science University.

Consequently, the campus hot pot restaurant at Mist City Arts and Science University gained popularity on TikTok, and became a must-visit place for all tourists visiting Mist City.

To accommodate this, the University increased security this semester to maintain order as visitors flooded the school’s second canteen, where the hot pot restaurant was located.

Normally, the second canteen was crowded with students from Mist City Arts and Science University who came to eat there.

The addition of visiting tourists only intensified the foot traffic.

However, after the university implemented a real-name registration system for visitors and heightened security measures, there haven’t been any incidents since the start of the semester.

"Yes, indeed, we do have a popular campus-themed hotpot restaurant on the third floor of our second canteen. Is it really that trendy now?"

Ding Yue replied Jiuge.

"Yes, it is trending on TikTok. I want to experience your school’s trendy campus hot pot restaurant, and take the opportunity to chat with you about the acquisition, Principal Ding. Can I?"

"Of course, you’re very welcome."

Naturally, Ding Yue expresses his welcome. He was curious and clicked on her profile picture. The information in her Whatsapp account indicated that she was indeed female.

Then he casually scrolled through her Twitter.

Her recent tweets were all check-ins at various places. It seemed that her recent focus was not on Tianqi Animation Studio at all.

But thinking about it, Su Xiaoqing had already said that the Tianqi Animation Studio was nearing total collapse, hence the decision to sell.

"Hehe, can I come over now? I’ll probably arrive in the afternoon? [location. high-level map]" Jiuge sent him another message, including her location.

Ding Yue checked the location she sent. Jiuge was in a trendy spot in the center of Mist City. Even by subway, it would take one to two hours to reach University Town.

"Okay, let me know when you arrive."

"Okay."

After chatting with Jiuge, Ding Yue felt a bit hungry. Time flew by before he realized it was almost lunchtime.

"Ms. Wen Ruohan, let’s go, it’s time for lunch."

Ding Yue called out to his secretary, Wen Ruohan. He stood up, stretched lazily, then picked up his phone and walked out of his office. Wen Ruohan quickly followed along. They headed for the second canteen.

Over at the second canteen,

Because of the sudden influx of tourists visiting the hot pot restaurant on the third floor, the small square in front of the canteen was packed full of people from morning till now.

Many students from Mist City Arts and Science University seized this opportunity to make money.

Students set up stalls in front of the second canteen, selling all sorts of trinkets.

Some even made and sold hot pot soup base, showing a unique business acumen!

When Ding Yue arrived at the small square in front of the second canteen, he realized the guy selling hot pot soup base was Huang Chao, a business student who had been placed on academic probation for cheating during the final exam last semester.

This guy sure showed some amazing business sense.

The university’s administration office and logistics department had approved students setting up stalls to take advantage of the influx of trendy hotpot restaurant’s visitors.

This initiative was also backed by Ding Yue, which enthused the students.

"Huang Chao, you’re pretty good at doing business."

Ding Yue walked up to Huang Chao’s stall and said with a smile, "Among all the vendors here, you’re the only one selling hot pot soup base. You’re truly a business whiz."

"Hehe, good afternoon Principal Ding."

Huang Chao was quite thrilled to be complimented by the school principal.

Looking at the line of visitors queuing up from the staircase on the third floor all the way to the small square, Ding Yue wondered if his mother Zhang Yuping’s hot pot restaurant could handle such demand.

The majority of tourists coming to sample and check-in at the hot pot restaurant were young. Ding Yue even suspected that some of them were university students from other colleges.

However, as long as the school managed this appropriately, there was no need to worry about potential chaos brought about by the influx of check-in tourists.

The order seemed quite good at the moment. These visitors, who were waiting in line for a table, didn’t affect the other students having their meals on the first and second floors of the canteen at all.

Even those who failed to secure a table in time could stroll around Mist City Arts and Science University’s campus.

They could immerse themselves in the charm of this distinctive and fashion-forward private university.