Film and Variety Show: My Girlfriend Starts with Xu Hongdou

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a voice called out to the group.

Jiang Han looked up.

A man about the same height as him walked towards them.

"Wang Yongzheng?"

When Jiang Han saw the man in front of him, a familiar name came to mind.

He knew about this guy.

After returning to China with Daisy, he became a teaching assistant at Jianzhu University.

However, he never expected that this guy would actually take a liking to Sang Zhi, who had just started studying at Jian Da University.

"Teacher Wang, what are you doing here?"

Sang Zhi nodded politely and asked.

"I didn't have class today, so I came out for a walk. I didn't expect to run into you guys here."

Wang Yongzheng approached the group, smiled, and then glanced at Jiang Han before asking:

"Who is this?"

Ning Wei introduced him to Wang Yongzheng: "He is Sang Zhi's boyfriend, Jiang Han."

"You should know Professor Wang, right? Jiang Han is a senior at Jian Da University now."

"I just started working here recently, so I don't know much about it."

Although Wang Yongzheng did not show any emotion.

But Jiang Han sensed a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

He forced a smile and nodded to Jiang Han as a greeting.

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49: I'm not pretending anymore, I'm laying my cards on the table! (Please add to your favorites! Please give me flowers!)

49: I'm not pretending anymore, I'm laying my cards on the table! (Please add to your favorites! Please give me flowers!)

Wang Yongzheng looked at Sang Zhi and asked with a smile.

Are you going to eat?

"Yes."

Wang Yongzheng smiled generously and said, "Let's eat together. I haven't eaten yet either. It's on me."

Sang Zhi, Ning Wei, and the others all looked at Jiang Han, unable to make up their minds.

After all, they came out with Jiang Han, and the two didn't know each other. They didn't know if Jiang Han would be willing to go out to eat with him.

Jiang Han was naturally willing.

Judging from this guy's behavior, it's clear that he definitely has feelings for Sang Zhi.

He came here today with the intention of completing his task.

At the same time, he also helped his younger sister get rid of some annoying suitors.

If we don't go, it would seem a bit stingy.

So Jiang Han nodded, "No problem, let's go together."

The elevator quickly arrived at the fourth floor.

Jiang Han took the little girl's hand.

In front of everyone, Sang Zhi seemed a little shy and gently tried to pull her hand away.

However, the large hand that was holding his grip tightened even more.

The little girl secretly glanced at Jiang Han and discovered that her brother Jiang Han was also looking at her.

A hint of domineering glint appeared in his eyes...

Sang Zhi is naive, but she's not completely oblivious.

She quickly and obediently handed her hand to him, letting Jiang Han hold her little hand tightly.

The warmth of her palms, like a spring stream, flowed through Sang Zhi's heart.

The little girl secretly moved closer, shortening the distance between them.

……

Wang Yongzheng is, after all, a returnee from overseas.

The family certainly doesn't lack money.

He was dressed head-to-toe in designer brands and wore a Rolex watch on his wrist. Although he was a teacher, he was rather unreliable.

She speaks in a flirtatious manner, which gives people a frivolous impression.

He led a few people to a high-end restaurant and specifically asked the waiter for a private room.

"Please sit wherever you like, everyone. Don't be shy."

He greeted everyone very warmly, but took the initiative to sit in the seat of honor.

The waiter came in with the menu.

Wang Yongzheng smiled smugly and uttered a foreign-sounding phrase: "Ladyfirst!"

While Sang Zhi was ordering, he glanced at Jiang Han and asked proactively:

"Jiang Han, right? I've heard Jiang Nansun mention you. I didn't expect you to be such a handsome man."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"If I weren't handsome, how could I have made Zhizhi fall in love with me?"

Jiang Han held up Sang Zhi's hand and said with a smile.

Seeing the two being so affectionate, Wang Yongzheng's smile became somewhat stiff, and he gave a dry laugh.

"You're a senior this year, you should be doing an internship by now, right?"

"Ah."

"These days, jobs are hard to find. The wages are low and the benefits are poor. Why don't you think about pursuing further education?"

"Not interested in."

Ning Wei couldn't bear to watch Wang Yongzheng's question any longer.

She ordered several dishes and then handed them to the other person.

In fact, they knew all too well that Wang Yongzheng, the teaching assistant, wanted to pursue Sang Zhi.

On the day of military training, he was looking around on the playground. When he saw Sang Zhi, he took the initiative to approach her.

Using my position as a teaching assistant, I bought her water and things like that.

Wang Yongzheng smiled and took the menu. "Sang Zhi, is there anything else you'd like to order?"

"no need."

Wang Yongzheng looked at Jiang Han and asked, "What about you? How about you order a few?"

"No, thanks."

"Okay, then I'll order a few and have them made."

Wang Yongzheng ordered a few dishes, handed them to the waiter, and got up to leave.

Sang Zhi blushed and withdrew her delicate hand.

"Stay away from this guy from now on, he's not a good person."

Ning Wei smiled and teased, "Then who should we stay closer to? You?"

"For your physical and mental safety and physiological development, I reluctantly agreed."

Jiang Han blinked and smiled.

"Pah, Sang Zhi, don't you want to see what he's saying?"

"Shameless~"

"That's it."

At the entrance of the private room, Wang Yongzheng, who had just returned from outside, watched Jiang Han and several girls, including Sang Zhi, mingling together.

I was extremely puzzled.

He often made gestures, and these girls always treated him like a teacher.

There was absolutely no personal feeling involved.

after awhile.

The dishes are all served.

Jiang Han ate as if nothing had happened, and occasionally put food on Sang Zhi's plate while eating.

The group started chatting, one sentence after another.

However, the conversation never lasted long.

The atmosphere cooled down very quickly.

Wang Yongzheng was truly frustrated. Seeing the girls chatting about their own topics, he turned his attention to Jiang Han.

"Jiang Han, have you been talking to Sang Zhi for a long time?"

"Yes, childhood sweethearts."

"I envy you for having such open-minded parents."

"There's nothing I can do, maybe I'm just too good."

Jiang Han praised himself.

"Hehe, how's your job search going? The school is actually short of teaching assistants, just regular substitute teachers. Are you interested? I can put in a good word for you."

Wang Yongzheng felt he had a significant advantage in this regard, he said.

"No, I don't want to work."

"Why? Don't you want to make money? You're just going to be a nobody, living off your parents?"

Wang Yongzheng thought, how could a guy like that possibly win over Sang Zhi?

What a joke!

"Wealth lies in strategy, not in physical labor; it's better to be your own boss than to work for someone else."

Jiang Han replied.

"Since we've talked about this with Assistant Professor Wang, let's share it with everyone here as well."

"Everyone knows how to write the character for 'wealth': it has a roof radical, a single character, a mouth radical, and a field radical."

“A generation represents knowledge and wisdom, a mouth represents eloquence, and a field represents wealth. Simply put, a rich person is one who creates wealth through wisdom, knowledge, and eloquence.”

"On the other hand, the character for 'poor' is composed of a roof radical, an 'eight' radical, and a 'strength' radical. The roof radical represents the workplace, the 'eight' radical represents eight hours, and the 'strength' radical represents working hard."

"To put it simply, those who work eight hours a day and work hard at a fixed company are the poor."

"So that's it!"

Ning Wei and the other girls were stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was going on.

however.

These words were the greatest irony to Wang Yongzheng.

A fixed workplace, eight hours a day—isn't that exactly what I'm talking about?

He gritted his teeth and said in a serious tone:

"That sounds reasonable, but you have to be destined to be a boss, right? If you don't even have a job, then you can't even be considered poor?"