Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 361 Negotiation Strategies, Not Bad

Chapter 361: Chapter 361 Negotiation Strategies, Not Bad

Lou Qiaoyin knocked on the door and entered, only to find that the principals and professors from several top universities had not yet left.

Director Han smiled and asked, "Have you all finished filling it out?"

"Filled it out, they all should be submitted. I want to talk to you about Jiang Zhe’s," Lou Qiaoyin said.

Director Han knew that everyone seated was very interested in this topic. Since Lou Qiaoyin had arrived, they all looked up, waiting to hear which university Jiang Zhe had chosen.

Whichever university Jiang Zhe chose, there was no doubt they would admit him.

Lou Qiaoyin had never seen such a scene before. The principals and professors from the top universities in the Dragon Emperor Country were all looking up at her, waiting for an answer.

It could only be Jiang Zhe that could create such a miracle before their eyes.

"Let’s hear it," Director Han said.

Everyone was all ears, waiting for Lou Qiaoyin to speak, waiting for the biggest winner of the day to emerge.

"Jiang Zhe has chosen the Chinese Herbal Medicine program at Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine University."

Upon hearing Lou Qiaoyin’s words, everyone fell silent for a moment.

Even Professor Tan was silent, doubting whether he had heard correctly.

After a moment, Director Han touched his ear and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Sure."

People snapped back to reality, some in disbelief.

With so many prestigious universities present, Jiang Zhe had ultimately chosen the Traditional Chinese Medicine University.

Although strictly speaking, it wasn’t a bad choice, compared to the other prestigious universities, it seemed somewhat lacking.

On what basis did Jiang Zhe make this choice?

Everyone couldn’t help but cast a few more glances at Professor Tan.

At this moment, Professor Tan finally got excited, "Good! We warmly welcome Student Jiang to our university!"

Professor Wang congratulated him, asking, "Professor Tan, your negotiation strategy is impressive. Can you teach me sometime?"

Professor Tan had no negotiation strategy; with so many people present today, he hadn’t even had the chance to speak with Jiang Zhe, and the carefully prepared introduction to the program had no opportunity to be conveyed.

...

The matter of Jiang Zhe’s choice of major, due to the previous buzz not yet subsiding, naturally quickly became a hot topic.

It indeed provoked a storm of discussion.

"How exactly did Jiang Zhe make this choice?"

"I never heard that she liked medicine?"

"Logically speaking, whatever major she chose would be better than this one. Medicine is hard to study, not to mention its long duration of study. Especially Chinese medicine, which is easy to enter but hard to master."

"Who studies Chinese medicine these days? Haven’t you seen those traditional medicine hospitals bringing in modern scientific equipment? No matter the illness, you still need to do blood tests and CT scans, still relying on modern-day cash-based medicine."

"What a pity, why didn’t she go to Beijing University or Shengjing University?"

"This is so upsetting. I thought Jiang Zhe was going to apply to Beijing University, so I chose Beijing University for my entry."

"There are really people who followed Jiang Zhe in choosing a university?"

Following the netizens’ confusion, a video began to circulate online.

In the video, Jiang Zhe is seen carelessly tossing a die onto the table.

A person next to her vividly explains.

It turns out Jiang Zhe was using this die to choose the university she desired!

"I’m on my knees, what kind of new method of choosing a major is this!"

"Talk about being capricious! This works too!"

"Educational. So this is the world of top students. When they do multiple-choice questions, does Jiang Zhe also throw a die, dog_head.jpg"

"Look up at the world I have yet to reach."

...

After settling on a major, Jiang Zhe returned to Beijing.

Very few people knew about the surgery Qin Jingchen was about to undergo.

Only Fen Ye, Qin He, and Qin Hai were preparing according to Jiang Zhe’s requirements.

On the day of the operation, Qin Jingchen arrived on time.

He seemed significantly better compared to the previous two days, with the slight pallor on his face having faded away.

Jiang Zhe handed him a declaration of surgical risks: "Read it and then sign."

Qin Jingchen picked up the pen and wrote down his name.

"Aren’t you going to read it?" Jiang Zhe asked.

"If it’s from you, there’s no need."

Jiang Zhe didn’t take back the declaration: "This kind of operation is unlike common surgeries. On the Beicheng Continent, someone once proposed transplanting human brain cells + memory in this way, and one of the main reasons it was opposed was because of the very high risk involved, which ordinary doctors are not able to handle well. Qin Kuo has been treated in Beicheng Continent for so many years also because in other places, there are few doctors who can deal with this condition."

Qin Jingchen looked down at her: "You’re unusually chatty today."

Jiang Zhe pulled back the declaration from his hand and took out two pieces of chewing gum and put them in her mouth.

She only ever got nervous before an operation twice, including this time, and the last time when she was operating on Jiang Yunxuan, which Qin Jingchen had witnessed.

He remembered that she had once said that the closer the person was to her who needed surgery, the more hesitant she’d become.

Qin Jingchen held her hand, "I have a declaration for you as well."

"Let me see it."

Taking the declaration Qin Jingchen had given her, Jiang Zhe quickly scanned it, "The engagement remains valid after the surgery?"

"The one-year period you mentioned is almost up," Qin Jingchen said softly. "I don’t want to hear you talk about expiration after the surgery."

"What if I don’t sign? Will you refuse to undergo the surgery?" Jiang Zhe looked at him curiously.

"Not signing is your freedom... but likewise, keeping you is my freedom."

Jiang Zhe returned the declaration to him: "I won’t sign."

She turned and walked into the dressing room to change into sterile surgical clothes.

Qin Jingchen was also called to change his clothes.

Upon entering the operating room, Qin Jingchen realized that there were only the two of them inside, with no other nurses to assist.

Jiang Zhe explained: "The others wouldn’t be of much help."

As an operation type banned throughout the Beicheng Continent, the others wouldn’t know where to begin even if they stood by Jiang Zhe’s side.

"Lie down," said Jiang Zhe.

She took the instruments and turned around, only to find that Qin Jingchen hadn’t lain down but instead had pulled her into his embrace.

His strong hand gripped her waist as he leaned down to kiss her lips.

His kiss was passionate and lingering, fervent as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Jiang Zhe, unusually, didn’t resist but responded to him, their lips entwining.

It was a kiss more mad and fervent than any they’d shared before.

Jiang Zhe hadn’t signed his declaration, but this passionate response was the best declaration of all.

Lost in the depths of his kisses, Jiang Zhe finally regained a trace of rationality and pushed him away: "Are we still doing the surgery?"

"If you don’t mind, I can opt to postpone it," Qin Jingchen was engrossed in her responsive kiss, and the matter of the surgery had been cast into the depths of irrelevance.

His fingers, merely resting on her waist and separated by the surgical gown, could feel the warmth and softness, enough to shake his soul and spread longing throughout his gaze.

The invasive thought was intense, and the burgeoning desire was like a beast striving to break free from its cage.