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Chapter 200 - 53 Mr. Ding, you wouldn’t want your students to know that you are kissing here, would you? _2

Chapter 200: Chapter 53 Mr. Ding, you wouldn’t want your students to know that you are kissing here, would you? _2


But it was still much better than an average hot pot restaurant. After finishing their meal and settling the bill, the two left.


As they walked down the street, Sun Dasheng asked, "So, having eaten at the restaurant yourself, do you have anything to say, my future manager?"


Si Ruoqi pursed her lips into a smile at his teasing.


"I haven’t noticed any problems for the time being," she said. "To find any issues, I’ll need to do a more in-depth investigation. I’m a meticulous person. I don’t give my opinions without a sufficiently deep understanding."


When it came to her work, she became all business again, completely ignoring his joke.


What could he say to that? He could only give her a thumbs up.


"Do you have a place to stay?" Sun Dasheng asked.


Si Ruoqi shot him a sidelong glance. "Of course I have a place to stay. Did you think I’d be living on the street for a month? It’s just that my place is a bit far from work."


"In that case, you can stay in a hotel for now. The company can reimburse you for the accommodation expenses later."


"Alright, I’ll move my luggage over today." She wasn’t the coy type; her actions were decisive and swift.


Sun Dasheng didn’t even need to handle this himself. He simply returned to the company and called for a business vehicle to help her move.


「Evening. The No. 1 Courtyard Apartment.」


The three little ones sent him an invitation. "Uncle, our school is having a cultural performance tomorrow. Do you want to come and see it?"


"Who asked you to invite me?" He knew this wasn’t their own idea.


Sure enough, Li Sili immediately ratted out her homeroom teacher, Ding Muchen. "Teacher Ding told us after school."


He patted the little girl’s head and told her to get to bed early before dialing Ding Muchen’s number.


"Hello, who is this?"


A pleasant voice came through the phone. As expected of someone trained in acting, her line delivery was exceptional. The same words from her sounded much more pleasant than from an ordinary person.


"It’s me, Sun Dasheng."


"Oh, Mr. Sun. Did Li Sili pass on my message?" She didn’t beat around the bush, getting straight to the point.


"Yes. What’s this cultural performance about?" Sun Dasheng asked.


"Oh, it’s mainly for our graduating seniors who are looking for jobs. The school invites quite a few companies from the entertainment industry to attend."


Sun Dasheng understood immediately. It was similar to a job fair or campus recruitment event at a regular college, a small meet-and-greet that served as a platform for interested students and companies to connect.


"Alright, I’ll be there."


「The next day.」


He brought Sun Dacheng and his entourage to the Film and Art Vocational College.


The school entrance was decorated with flowers and a long red carpet. A group of school leaders stood at the entrance, personally welcoming the distinguished guests. If nothing else, the scene was certainly well-managed, making everyone feel warmly welcomed.


Luxury cars arrived one after another, and the "big bosses" who stepped out were greeted with enthusiasm.


Among the many luxury cars, a convoy of four was particularly eye-catching. Leading the procession was a Rolls-Royce Phantom, the pinnacle of luxury cars, followed by a Bentley and then two Mercedes business vans.


Ding Muchen, who was part of the welcoming crowd, saw them and her eyes lit up. She quickly reported to a leader beside her.


"Oh? Is that President Sun from Keno Capital?"


Upon hearing the news, the school leaders all hurried over to greet him.


The moment Sun Dasheng stepped out of his car, he was met by a group of enthusiastic faces. They crowded around to shake his hand. "President Sun, welcome, welcome!"


"A pleasure to meet you all." After shaking hands with the leaders, he walked up to Ding Muchen. He took her soft, delicate hand and smiled. "You’re the one behind this, aren’t you?"


With so many people watching, Ding Muchen’s ears turned red as he held her hand without letting go. She pleaded in a low voice, "Everyone’s looking. Please let go."


Sun Dasheng didn’t make things difficult for her. He chuckled, released her hand, and followed the guide inside.


「The auditorium.」


He was given a seat in the very front row, where he watched the graduating class’s final performance alongside the school’s leaders. Sun Dacheng and the other employees from the company were seated in the second row.


It was a vocational college, but the students were still professionals. Their performances were quite good. However, they were just that—good. Nothing was particularly refreshing or innovative.


Noticing Ding Muchen’s good relationship with President Sun, the school leadership tasked her with being his host. They also secretly ordered her to make sure President Sun’s company recruited a certain number of their graduates. After all, the administration had high employment rate quotas to meet.


As they walked along a path on campus, Ding Muchen asked, "So, what do you think? Have you spotted any promising talent?"


Sun Dasheng didn’t answer. Instead, he stopped under a pine tree and quietly watched the energetic students on the athletic field.


Ding Muchen stopped beside him and followed his gaze. It was just a group of college students playing basketball. Nothing special to see.


Just then, a few first-year female students passed by and greeted her. "Hello, Teacher Ding!"


"Hello," she nodded in response.


As the girls walked away, their excited gossip was still audible. "That guy with Teacher Ding is so handsome. Is he her boyfriend?"


"I don’t know. I’ve never heard her mention a boyfriend."


"No wonder she’s kept him a secret. With a boyfriend that handsome, she’s probably afraid you little minxes would try to snatch him away."


"Heh, you’re overthinking it. Teacher Ding is so beautiful, how could us little girls ever compete?"


"You never know. Some men just like them younger..."


The girls’ figures receded into the distance, and the sound of their gossiping faded away.