Gold Medal Sweetheart

Tang Xin reported the recycling situation truthfully. Principal Wang listened and pondered, "What's the price?" Then she changed the subject, "Mr. Cheng is currently quoting a price for the renovation of our teaching building. When I'm done here, have him come to my office and I'll talk to him."

Tang Xin nodded, "Okay, Principal Wang, I'll be out first."

As the girl turned around, Cheng Ran's eyes followed her involuntarily until she disappeared behind the office door.

Tang Xin went downstairs and thought about what Principal Wang said. The school has indeed been looking for different construction engineering companies to make budgets for the school's renovations recently, but it is still in the stage of weighing the cost-effectiveness. Cheng Ran's company is probably one of the companies that Principal Wang contacted.

After informing the recycler, Director Zhang asked Tang Xin to return to the General Affairs Office to organize the attendance records for this month.

After working for a while, a new message from Zhang Meng popped up on Tang Xin's phone. Tang Xin clicked it with a smile, and what caught her eye was a message link from the "Love Help" public account - "Love Help"'s summary of the last nursing home activity.

Before she could click in to read, Zhang Meng sent her a voice message with a sad and resentful tone.

Zhang Meng: This is so unfair.

:What's wrong?

Zhang Meng: There is a big problem with the photographer’s selection of photos.

Was it related to Jin Taize? This piqued Tang Xin's curiosity. Ever since Zhang Meng saw Jin Taize that day, she hadn't said a single bad word about him.

：Head full of question marks.jpg

Zhang Meng: Didn't you read the article I sent you? There were eight accompanying photos, and you were in three of them. People like us are just passersby, only fit to appear in the final group photo.

After hearing what Zhang Meng said, Tang Xin also went in to take a look out of curiosity.

As expected - the photo was reflected in her clear eyes. She bit her lower lip slightly, restraining the little emotions that were secretly fermenting in her heart.

: It’s probably a coincidence.

Zhang Meng: I don’t believe it’s a coincidence. And have you noticed that every one of your photos is so beautiful? Although I admit that you are beautiful and cute, the photos in the article are obviously carefully selected.

: Every photo in the official account article is carefully selected.

Zhang Meng: Is it because you went to the door to meet him, and he's doing this as a gift? But the bribery is so obvious, so biased. Our old photographer was still the best.

After she said this, she made a contemptuous expression.

Tang Xin wanted to comfort her, but Wang Xiao called and asked her to bring the boss who bought the computers over.

When she pushed open the door of Wang Xiao's office again, as she expected, Wang Xiao was the only one left in the room.

Half an hour later, nearing the end of the workday, Tang Xin thought the boss who had bought the computers had left because he couldn't reach an agreement on the price with the principal. Instead, she saw the boss drive a small van to the building entrance. Someone got out and said, "Principal Wang told me to take all the old computers away today."

It looked like they'd finally agreed on a price. Tang Xin had thought their desired price was out of the question, given the recycler's resolute attitude. But she hadn't expected the recycler to start cleaning up the computers.

The price that Director Zhang had argued for but failed to get was easily won by Principal Wang. Tang Xin still objectively admired Principal Wang's strong negotiation ability as the head of the school.

After accompanying the recycler to count and ship the computers, Tang Xin stretched her arms, finally completing the task. She looked at her phone and saw that it was already half an hour past the closing time.

She went back to the office and packed her schoolbag. In the evening, she wanted to eat the spicy kebabs at the restaurant near her home. As she thought about the list of must-eats in her mind, her steps became lighter unconsciously.

After leaving the school gate, two short car horns blared from behind him. Tang Xin turned around and looked towards the source of the sound, her expression becoming more serious.

Didn't he leave a long time ago?

Cheng Ran stepped out of the car, pushed his glasses with his index finger, and approached her with his tall and straight figure like a pine tree.

"I've asked you out several times, but you always said you were busy with work," he said in a gentle voice, with a hint of helplessness, "Is it time to get off work? Can we have dinner together?"