The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 28. My male god

Chapter 28: 28. My male god

Editor: Larbre Studio

Evening, Qinglan was sitting on the bed flipping through "The Count of Monte Cristo." She had taken this from Fu Hengyi’s study before coming to school; she hadn’t expected that a soldier like him would read such a literary book.

"Qinglan, the homeroom teacher sent a message to the group today. Did you see it?" After freshening up, Fang Tong was applying lotion and suddenly remembered something important.

"Qinglan definitely didn’t see it. She doesn’t even have WeChat installed on her phone, so how could she have seen it?" Yu Xiaoxuan revealed the truth.

Fang Tong looked at Shen Qinglan in disbelief. "Really?"

Under Fang Tong’s horrified gaze, Shen Qinglan calmly nodded. She indeed did not have WeChat on her phone. Usually, she contacted people by making phone calls.

"Oh my god, Qinglan, are you from ancient times?" Fang Tong slapped her forehead with a look of despair.

Yu Xiaoxuan covered her mouth, laughing and continued to tease, "Have you just met Qinglan? When have we ever had Qinglan as a friend on WeChat?"

Fang Tong was utterly speechless and absolutely refused to acknowledge that she had overlooked this fact.

"What did the homeroom teacher say today?" Shen Qinglan asked.

Fang Tong finally remembered the important matter. "The homeroom teacher said that this semester, everyone must find a place to intern for two months and then write a thesis. After two months, there will be an internship defense. Most importantly, you have to submit the stamped approval from the internship unit along with the thesis."

"What kind of jobs can people in our Chinese language and literature major find?" Wu Qian walked out of the bathroom, joining the conversation.

Such initiative was really rare.

Fang Tong shrugged. "Mostly secretarial jobs, I heard. Many of the girls in our class plan to look for this kind of job, especially since the homeroom teacher said this is a professional internship, so it’s best to find something related to our major."

"Then wouldn’t those in archeology have to find a tomb to explore?" Yu Xiaoxuan was shocked.

Fang Tong gave her a big eye roll.

"Qinglan, what about you? What are you planning?" Yu Xiaoxuan turned to ask Shen Qinglan. "If you don’t have a good unit, it’s no problem. I can ask my dad to get the stamp for you when the time comes. Besides, a thesis is certainly not a problem for you. I, on the other hand, plan to take a trip during these two months and come back just in time for the internship defense."

Shen Qinglan shook her head lightly. "No need. I’ll look online when the time comes. These types of jobs shouldn’t be too hard to find."

What Shen Qinglan didn’t say was that she actually had no intention of finding an internship. She wanted to travel during those two months. Calculating the time, she could handle that matter properly. As for the stamp, with her brother around, it wasn’t an issue at all.

Yu Xiaoxuan assumed Shen Qinglan was embarrassed but didn’t push, "That’s fine. If you change your mind, feel free to let me know."

Fang Tong’s parents worked in government departments. Rumor had it her dad was the top official in Lin City. Because he had performed well in recent years, he would likely be transferred back to Beijing next year. So for Fang Tong, this kind of thing was a piece of cake.

That left only Wu Qian. Fang Tong and Yu Xiaoxuan’s eyes fell on Wu Qian. Since she had voluntarily joined their conversation, they couldn’t ignore her now.

"I, I also plan to look for one first."

"I’m all set. My Ding Minghui said their company’s secretary department is hiring, so I’m planning to try."

"Oh wow, you’re really sticking together through thick and thin, aren’t you? Would you die if you left him for a day?" Yu Xiaoxuan teased her.

Fang Tong rolled her eyes, rubbing her face with her hand. "You don’t understand. My Ding Minghui got into Junlan Group, a Fortune 500 company. Only top players can get in, you know."

Junlan Group? Shen Qinglan’s hand paused while flipping the page. Isn’t that her brother’s company?

"Junlan!" Yu Xiaoxuan’s voice suddenly shot up several octaves, covering her face with both hands. "Oh my, oh my, isn’t that my dreamboat’s company?"

"What dreamboat?" Fang Tong was puzzled.

"It’s Shen Junyu, the founder of Junlan Group. He’s the eldest son of the Shen Family and could have relied on his family. Yet, he ventured out on his own and managed, in just five short years, to grow the company so big. More importantly, he’s only twenty-nine this year—a true young talent, no, young talent doesn’t even do him justice. Just his face alone is enough to outshine countless so-called dreamboats in the entertainment industry."

Yu Xiaoxuan looked as if she were daydreaming, recounting Shen Junyu’s story with full detail.

Shen Qinglan, for the first time, realized that her best friend was actually a fan of her brother.

"Have you ever seen Shen Junyu?" Fang Tong was doubtful; she knew about Yu Xiaoxuan’s family background, and she honestly didn’t believe she had met Shen Junyu.

Yu Xiaoxuan nodded like a pecking chick, her crescent eyes turning into two crescents as she smiled.

"Of course I have." Although it was only a glimpse from afar at a business banquet, she had seen him with her own eyes.

"You said Junlan Group is hiring, is it true?" Yu Xiaoxuan looked at Fang Tong, her eyes gleaming.

Fang Tong crossed her arms over her chest, looking defensive, "What do you want to do? I’m telling you, I won’t comply with your demands, so give it up."

Yu Xiaoxuan rolled her eyes, glancing at a certain someone’s flat chest. "With your status as the Taiping Princess, only your Ding Minghui would fancy you." Saying so, she arrogantly stuck out her chest.

"Ahhh, Yu Xiaoxuan, I’m going to kill you."

Having hit a sore spot, Fang Tong let out a scream and lunged at Yu Xiaoxuan.

The dorm room instantly turned into chaos.

Shen Qinglan chuckled, shaking her head, pulled back her gaze, and continued reading the book in her hand.

Wu Qian watched the scene unfold, a hint of envy in her eyes.

She turned to look at Shen Qinglan, who was still reading. "Qinglan, are you also planning to submit a resume to Junlan Group?"

"No." Applying to her brother’s company would be like walking into a trap herself.

Feeling a sense of relief, perhaps knowing she had one less competitor, Wu Qian sighed softly. Even though she had said she’d look online earlier, she had already known about Junlan Group’s hiring and had already submitted her resume. She thought she was the only one who knew, but Fang Tong also knew and planned to apply as well, and now she had to add one more person to the list.

"Sigh, Qinglan, I just realized you have the same last name as my dreamboat. Maybe you were a family five hundred years ago." Yu Xiaoxuan, breathless, lay on the bed and suddenly said.

"Maybe I’m his family even now," Shen Qinglan glanced at Yu Xiaoxuan, speaking lightly.

"Qinglan, you really are suited for telling cold jokes." Yu Xiaoxuan rolled her eyes.

Clearly, no one in the dorm took Shen Qinglan seriously.

Shen Qinglan shrugged. These days, people don’t even believe the truth.