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Chapter 199 - 53 Mr. Ding, you wouldn’t want your students to know that you are kissing here, would you?

Chapter 199: Chapter 53 Mr. Ding, you wouldn’t want your students to know that you are kissing here, would you?

Two question marks seemed to float above Sun Dasheng’s head. Is there something wrong with you, or is it me?

"Be serious."

"Oh!"

Si Ruoqi immediately resumed her icy goddess demeanor.

Sun Dasheng nodded. That’s more like it.

"So, tell me, what kind of trouble have you run into?"

Si Ruoqi’s fair, slender fingers pinched the teaspoon, stirring the coffee in front of her. "What other trouble could there be?" she said nonchalantly. "Obviously, I can’t find a suitable job."

"Oh? Weren’t you working at a Fortune 500 company before?" Sun Dasheng found her words hard to believe. "Even if you can’t get back into your old company, surely plenty of other firms would want you if you lowered your standards a bit, right?"

"Mm." She continued to focus on stirring her coffee.

"What’s that supposed to mean?" Sun Dasheng’s expression darkened. "Can you stop messing with that damn coffee and talk properly?"

Stopping her stirring, she looked up at him. "I just don’t want to lower my standards."

Alright then. Women. They’re all so stubborn, even when it comes to love. A woman dates a guy with a Porsche, and suddenly the next guy in a BMW feels like she’s settling. Good grief. How can you be picky about a man in a BMW when you don’t even own a beat-up Volkswagen? Finding a job is already difficult, and trying to find a new one with the same conditions as your last one is next to impossible.

Take Xiaoju Technology, the company he’d first joined. The year he graduated, people from decent universities could get in. By the year he left, they wouldn’t even consider applicants from outside the top-tier universities, and for those, they only accepted postgraduates who had also completed their undergraduate degrees at the same prestigious institution. The bar for entry just keeps getting higher, which shows how much more competitive society has become. For Si Ruoqi to be looking for a new job without lowering her standards... it struck Sun Dasheng as a little ridiculous.

"I understand the logic," Si Ruoqi admitted openly, "but emotionally, I just can’t bring myself to do it."

Well, that’s more self-aware than many of those so-called ’Little Fairies.’

"I came back to the big city to work against my father’s wishes. If I just end up regressing, how could I ever face him again?"

So that’s why she’s refusing to lower her standards.

Sun Dasheng nodded in understanding. "How do you want me to help you?"

"Let’s talk somewhere else. There are too many people here," Si Ruoqi suggested.

"Fine!"

「...」

On the bed in a hotel room, Sun Dasheng took a drag from his cigarette, one hand resting on her breast as he looked at her, utterly speechless.

So this is the ’somewhere else’ you were talking about? Good grief. From a boba shop straight to a hotel room. A truly excellent change of venue.

"So, what do you think of this change of scenery?"

Looking at Si Ruoqi—an icy goddess in public, yet so passionate and uninhibited in private—Sun Dasheng had no choice but to nod and admit, "The change of location is excellent. You’ve thoroughly... ’persuaded’ me."

"TEE-HEE-HEE..." Si Ruoqi rolled over on his chest, completely disregarding her image. "Just now, you said you’d let me manage the hotpot restaurant chain you just acquired. You can’t put on your pants and take back your word, you know."

She playfully tugged at his chest hair, but her cool, smooth hand was caught by a larger one.

"What are you doing?" she asked, looking up and pouting her pink lips to feign a pitiful look.

The next moment, her pouting lips were sealed.

"MPH... MPH..." She was kissed for several minutes, until she was breathless and starved of oxygen. She beat furiously on his chest with her delicate hands until he finally let her go.

"You mischievous troublemaker," he teased. "I suppose it doesn’t hurt when it’s not your own hair being pulled, huh?"

"HEE HEE..."

She flipped over, straddling him, intending to teach this man a little lesson. However, she was the one who ended up being taught a lesson. In the end, she became a docile little kitten, curled up in his arms, not moving an inch.

「Dinnertime.」

He lifted her from the bed. On the living room couch sat several shopping bags adorned with luxury brand logos.

"I had the hotel staff bring these up. Try them on. If they don’t fit, I’ll have them exchanged."

Without a word, Si Ruoqi took out the clothes and began to change right in front of him.

Her body was incredible. Not the toned physique from a gym, but something completely natural. Her skin was snow-white and firm all over, with a perfectly flat stomach devoid of any fat. Yet, in all the right places, her breasts and rear were wonderfully developed. Paired with that beautiful, icy face, she was simply irresistible.

After putting on the lingerie, she paused and spun around in front of him. "Do I look good?"

Sun Dasheng slapped her bottom. "Stop messing around. Get dressed. We’re going out to eat."

A pitiful look appeared on her icy face. Without making any more trouble, she finished getting dressed and went downstairs, linking her arm with Sun Dasheng’s.

The place they went to eat was none other than the hotpot restaurant chain he had just acquired. They decided to use the opportunity for a little on-site inspection. The ordinary staff, of course, didn’t recognize him.

After they had been seated and placed their order, the ever-busy manager finally spotted the big boss. His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately hurried over with a beaming smile. "President Sun, you’re here! Why didn’t you let me know? I could have arranged a more private room for you."

All the store managers had been present during the acquisition negotiations, which is why he recognized Sun Dasheng.

"No need. Go on with your work. Dining in the main hall is perfectly fine," Sun Dasheng said.

The manager glanced at the beautiful woman sitting across from his boss and, with a knowing look, discreetly withdrew. "Very well. If you need anything at all, just call for me. My name is Su Qing, the manager. You can just ask for Little Su."

"I will if I need anything," Sun Dasheng nodded.

The service at this hotpot restaurant was decent—better than average, but nothing special. Compared to a place like Haidilao, famous for its service, there was still a long way to go.