I want to have a normal campus romance

Mo Fushan was sitting in the main seat, looking down at the documents on the table, tapping the table rhythmically with his fingers. He seemed to be completely unaware of my arrival, which made me even more confused.

After all, I don't believe that Uncle Chen didn't know that Mo Fushan was in a meeting, but Uncle Chen chose to bring me in during the meeting. If you say this was not intentional, I would never believe it.

But what is the purpose of this?

Thinking of this, I glanced at the people in the conference room and found that not only Secretary Gao was here, but also Mo Yuhan was in the conference room. Secretary Gao glanced at me indifferently, then lowered his head to continue reading the documents on the table, while Mo Yuhan stared at me for a long time.

It seemed that my lack of reaction while standing at the door and even looking around annoyed the middle-aged leader who had just stood up. He looked unkind and said to me in an extremely gloomy tone:

"Student, if you don't get out, I'm going to call security!"

As he spoke, many school leaders showed various looks. Some followed the middle-aged leader and looked at me, some kept switching their eyes between me and Mo Fushan, and more people lowered their heads and looked at the documents on the table, looking indifferent.

Seeing this, although I didn’t know what the situation was, there was one thing I knew, that is, if I didn’t say something at this time, I would really be kicked out by the security guards.

Logically speaking, I should quietly exit at this time and wait for the meeting to end. However, my intuition told me that exiting at this time would be the dumbest option, so I took a deep breath, took two steps forward, and said:

"I have something to say to Mr. Mo."

At this moment, everyone in the conference room looked at me in unison, even the leaders who were reading documents with their heads down looked up at me, squinting their eyes and looking me up and down, as if they were examining a prisoner.

Mo Yuhan clenched her fists, and her eyes, which were usually cold and indifferent, now revealed a hint of uneasiness and worry.

This made me swallow my saliva, and at the same time I was worried whether my intuition was wrong and whether I said something wrong. After hearing what I said, Mo Fushan stopped knocking on the table, then put the document on the table, slowly raised his head and looked at me.

But surprisingly, his eyes were not as sharp as before, and his aura was obviously restrained a lot. But even so, I could still feel the powerful aura like a mountain from his eyes.

"Okay, let's end today's meeting here. Adjourn!"

Mo Fushan's voice was not loud, but it revealed an unquestionable tone. But just as many people began to pack up their things, the middle-aged leader who scolded me suddenly turned to Mo Fushan and said slowly:

"But, Mr. Mo...you haven't expressed your opinion on the topic just now!"

After hearing his words, Mo Fushan looked at him, then looked at me, paused for a while as if thinking carefully, and then slowly said:

"I have reservations about the school anniversary and the art performance. As for what Secretary Gao said... the idea of ​​setting up a supervisory department in the student union. Although it is not feasible in principle, since special times require special methods, giving young people more opportunities to try may not be a bad thing."

Mo Fushan's voice was very steady and sounded very oppressive, but I don't know if it was my illusion. I just felt that when he said these words, he was looking at me intentionally or unintentionally.

"Secretary Li, do you have any 'special' opinions?"

"I...I don't have any more."

"Okay, then adjourn the meeting!"

The middle-aged leader called Secretary Li looked at Secretary Gao who was sitting opposite him, then turned to look at me, his eyes full of hostility. Then he silently put away the things on the table and slowly walked out of the meeting room with the others.

However, before leaving the meeting room, many people cast all kinds of looks at me, some with appreciation, some with approval, and some with fear.

Before leaving, Secretary Gao nodded to me secretly as if in approval, and even patted me on the shoulder, as if telling me that I had done a good job. This made me feel confused because I felt like I had done nothing.

So what is going on?

"Then I won't bother Teacher Lin anymore."

As the last school leader walked out of the conference room, Uncle Chen also smiled at me, then walked out of the conference room and slowly closed the door. For a moment, only Mo Yuhan, and... Mo Fushan, who was sitting in the main seat, were left in the conference room.

"I believe you must have a lot to say to me, right?"

Chapter 90 Dealing with You

"Don't be shy, just sit anywhere."

Mo Fushan's tone was as casual as a host sitting in his own living room entertaining guests. Of course... in a sense, Mo Fushan was right to say that this conference room originally belonged to him.

Since the last time I came here, I felt that the decoration style here was very familiar. Now that I think about it carefully, isn’t this style the decoration style of Mo Yuhan’s villa?

Mo Fushan at this moment has not changed much compared to just now. He is as majestic as the king among lions, but he is less serious at this moment, and there is a faint smile on his face, intentionally or unintentionally.

After hearing what Mo Fushan said, I took a deep breath and found a place to sit down, but compared to Mo Fushan, this seat was closer to Mo Yuhan.

When he saw where I sat, he didn't reveal my little thoughts. He just laughed and said to me slowly:

"Your performance really surprised me. It's just as he said, you are a very motivated young man. No wonder Secretary Gao praised you. I have worked with him for so many years, but I rarely heard him praise someone to me."

"I don't deserve it. I'm just an ordinary college student."

"It's good to be humble, but you don't have to hide your shortcomings. I can tell how capable a person is from his eyes."

Hearing such high evaluation from Mo Fushan, I just smiled in response but didn't say anything. And I didn't really believe what he said.

After all, from the beginning till now, I just opened the door and said a few words, and other than that I did almost nothing. The words of these big shots are true and false, and some of them are better to be listened to half way.

"I won't say any more polite words. I think you will know about school matters after a while. Besides, these are not within the scope of my duties. Okay... we have finished talking about business matters, so it's time to talk about personal matters, Mr. Lin."

When Mo Fushan said this, his tone suddenly became much more serious. After hearing his words, Mo Yuhan suddenly stood up, moved a chair and placed it next to me, as if she was willing to stand by me.

"I invited the teacher here, so if you want to talk, you should talk to me!"

A cold voice cut through the air, startling me instantly. Even Mo Fushan, who was usually calm and composed, frowned slightly.

I never expected that Mo Yuhan, who is always cold and indifferent, would make such a bold move. It can be said that it was beyond my expectations, but I didn't feel it was weird, because her personality has always been like this and has never changed.

At this moment, Mo Yuhan stood in front of me with his fists clenched, like a little lion roaring at a lion. Even though his voice was small and his power was weak, he still declared his sovereignty in front of the powerful enemy.

Then at this moment, I felt Mo Fushan's gaze once again, which was as real as reality, and this time it really made me breathless, and the expression on my face became much more serious.

"Mr. Mo, regarding being fired...I need a reason."

Although I knew that speaking at this time would undoubtedly bring more pressure, I still chose to stand up, then put my hand on Mo Yuhan's shoulder, and patted it gently to signal her to sit down.

"I need a reason too!"

However, this girl did not seem to appreciate my kindness. She did not sit down but turned her head to look at me. For a moment, our eyes met, and at this moment we seemed to see a hint of blame in each other's eyes.

But after feeling the trust and protection in Mo Yuhan's eyes, I inexplicably felt a little happy.

"I can give you a reason or not, but the truth is... it doesn't make sense."

Mo Fushan slowly closed his eyes as he spoke, then leaned back in his chair. He paused after he finished speaking... and then continued:

"It's very easy to give you a reason. For example, Mr. Lin, you are a college student, you have a certain level of knowledge, and you have a teaching qualification. These are all reasons why I doubt whether you can teach my daughter."

"..."

"Once doubts arise, the so-called reasons are nothing more than excuses."

Mo Fushan's steady and powerful voice echoed in the spacious conference room. His words were as sharp and cold as a blade, piercing deeply into my mind. I opened my mouth to refute something, but faced with these cold facts, I had to admit that what he said was indeed right.

But even so, I don't intend to back down here. Even if I have to make far-fetched arguments or act unreasonably, at least this is my only chance to express my point of view.

"Mr. Mo, I think whether one can become a person's teacher is not a one-sided matter. In this process, the teacher selects the students, and the students also select the teacher. The best does not mean the most suitable. A teacher who is full of knowledge is not necessarily suitable for teaching. I believe that as a director of Jinhai University, you should know this."

There are quite a few professors in the school, and their papers are published in major journals. Almost no one can deny their academic level, but their teaching level is very poor. There are many professors who give lectures using PPTs from several or even dozens of years ago.

This situation is not an isolated case, but a common phenomenon, so university is also said to be "at worst you can just study on your own."

"Are you questioning me?"

Mr. Mo asked me slowly with his eyes closed while tapping the table with his fingers. Although his tone was gentle, the sound of tapping the table like drumbeats made me suddenly feel a suffocating pressure.

Even though Mo Fushan's tone was very calm, I inexplicably felt unprecedented uneasiness at this moment, just like the brief calm before the storm, seemingly calm but concealing turbulent waves.

But I have no way out, or rather... when I made the choice and stepped into this meeting room, I only had one way out, so I did not avoid it here, and spoke bluntly to Mo Fushan to end this mystery.

"Yes."

After hearing what I said, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at me for a long time, and smiled at me.

"Hahaha... you are so straightforward. Since I founded the Moqian Group, you are the first person who dares to speak to me like this. Aren't you afraid that I will get angry and retaliate against you after hearing this?"

"If an ordinary college student like me can be retaliated against by the founder and helmsman of the Moqian Group, then I think this is a good joke."

When I said this, I was a little scared by myself, but the words had already been spoken and there was no way to take them back, so I didn't say anything and just looked at Mo Fushan quietly waiting for his answer.

After hearing what I said, Mo Yuhan's eyes flashed with a hint of worry and uneasiness, but she still leaned towards me. At this moment, my heart was surprisingly calm, and I didn't feel anxious or uneasy.

Mo Fushan looked at me, then at Mo Yuhan who was standing in front of me, and looked back and forth between us. After a long while, he continued:

"I can let you stay here and continue teaching, but you have to answer a question of mine."

"what is the problem?"

When I heard Mo Fushan's words, my eyes lit up. Without even considering the deeper meaning behind his words, the thoughts in my mind came out.

"I want to know how you could make my daughter do this for an outsider. If I remember correctly, you two only spent a few days together, right?"

As Mo Fushan spoke, he slowly moved away from the chair and rested his hands on the table. His tone revealed a casualness, and even the way he looked at me was inexplicably much more relaxed, without the pressure he had at the beginning.

After hearing what Mo Fushan said, I wanted to say something, but I didn't know how to start. I couldn't say that I almost saw your daughter naked in two classes, right? Wouldn't he chase me with a machete?

Moreover, the relationship between Mo Yuhan and I is that of both teacher and friend... For a moment, I couldn't think of any good excuse, not to mention that my instinct told me that this question should not be answered casually.

"Or let's put it another way. You don't spend a lot of time with my daughter. She doesn't pay you a penny more for this, and she never promised you anything. I might even reduce your tuition fees because of this. Do you think it's worth it?"

"Of course... it's not worth it."

Hearing this, Mo Yuhan, who was standing in front of me, became a little uneasy. She turned around and looked at me in panic with her lips pursed. Mo Fushan paused from knocking on the table, and then looked at me with a very interested expression, as if waiting for my next words.

"But...some things are not worth doing. I am a teacher, not a businessman waiting to be sold at a price."

After hearing what I said, Mo Fushan laughed and seemed to be very interested in my answer. He continued to say to me:

"This may all be just your ego-satisfaction, and it may all be in vain."

"As long as I don't regret it."

"Are you sure? This is a risky and unprofitable business. You don't even know my daughter very well. How do you know she is not taking advantage of you?"

"I don't think so."

"You do defend her, but... you defend her in front of me because I am her father, so you can be fearless. What about next time? What about the future? What if the person she is facing is not me? What will you use to defend her? What's the point of doing this?"

When Mo Fushan said this, he slowly stood up from his seat, his tone became more serious, and the aura on his body dispersed, and finally condensed again. I just felt that the already great pressure increased in vain, and I felt like there was a mountain pressing on my head at this moment.

This was the first time I experienced this kind of almost suffocating pressure. My mind felt a little blank, but it did not prevent me from speaking. It was as if all this was not passing through my brain. Perhaps...

"Isn't the future the present in the eyes of the past? No one can grasp the future, I can only grasp the present. What's more...if I can't do it now, how can I talk about the future?"

Maybe...it's not what the brain says, but what the heart says.

Chapter 91: Deep in the Game of Chess

It was not until the last words came out of my mouth that I came to my senses about what I had said. In fact, these words were more like sophistry than answers, because I was responding to Mo Fushan's question with another question.

For a moment, the conference room was filled with silent elves. Only the central air conditioner above my head was making a buzzing noise, as if telling me that I was not deaf. The silent atmosphere was like an invisible pressure, enveloping the entire room, but I became much calmer at this moment.

After hearing what I said, Mo Fushan seemed to be thinking about something, and I slowly sat back in my chair, because I had said everything I needed to say, and if I was really fired, I would have no complaints.

After all, this job did not belong to me. I was just lucky enough to grab that tiny opportunity like a spark. If I complain about something at this time, it might be too unfair to others.

Seeing me slowly sitting back on the chair, Mo Yuhan also sat down next to me. After hearing what I just said, her mouth slightly opened, as if she had not yet come to her senses. After seeing the casual smile I gave her, she suddenly turned her head to the side.

Although the girl turned her face to the side so I couldn't see her expression, I could tell from her red ears that her face must be a little hot at the moment.

However, at this moment, Mo Fushan seemed to have figured something out. His aura slowly subsided, his face became less serious, yet inexplicably more sad. However, he still said with a smile:

"You are quite eloquent, but... I am a businessman, and businessmen are all about transactions. I will give you the same amount of return as you can bring me. As a college student, what can you bring to me?"

I couldn't help but feel a little discouraged when I heard what Mo Fushan said. It seemed that the speech I just made did not convince him. But it made sense. He was a famous entrepreneur and had faced countless excellent lobbyists. It seemed impossible to convince him with just one-sided words.

"Okay, Xiaohan...you go out first. Teacher Lin and I still have something to talk about."

As he finished speaking, I knew that what followed would be some final remarks. In fact, I had expected this outcome. But when the truth was laid out before me, I felt as if I had been hit on the head with a stick, and my mind went blank.

But I also felt more at ease because even if I had expected it, and even if I knew that the ending would not change because of my words, I would still be like most people who would not cry until they saw the coffin. Until the last moment, I would still hold on to that glimmer of unrealistic hope.

"But you clearly said that as long as the teacher answers your question, he can continue to teach!"

Mo Yuhan stood up at this moment and spoke to Mo Fushan, who was sitting in the main seat, somewhat stubbornly. After hearing her words, Mo Fushan was neither annoyed nor said anything, just like he was facing a child who had run away from home.

"It's okay, Yuhan, you can go out first."

"But......"

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly to ease the melancholy in my heart. Then I patted Mo Yuhan's shoulder and shook my head at her.

At this time, Uncle Chen knocked on the door at the right time. After feeling the subtle atmosphere around him, he didn't say much, but just walked to Mo Yuhan's side, as if signaling Mo Yuhan to follow him out.

"It's okay. Mr. Mo didn't refuse, did he?"