Andy's abilities and talents are among the best. Except for being too impulsive sometimes, his brain works very well at other times.

Especially after being in solitary confinement for dozens of days, Andy's anger has subsided a lot, so he is also very sensitive when thinking about things.

"I don't need you to preach to me. I naturally have my own way to go."

Eric couldn't hear a word Andy said.

The vested interests of these families were simply afraid that others would take a share of their profits. Andy and Eric were now worlds apart, so how could Eric possibly listen to the loser?

"Since you can accept this calmly, I wish you a happy life in the future."

Eric's words could hurt other people, but since Andy had already figured out the reason behind it, he naturally didn't think it was a big deal.

His state made Eric feel very bored. Eric closed the door and returned to his bedroom, pretending that nothing had happened.

After participating in the sculpture competition, Yu Zhi returned to his regular school life.

Every day, I would have dinner with Cheng Manyou, play ball together on campus, and have some fun. Then in the evening, I would go home and cook some food with Meng Yingnian. I was just like an ordinary person, going to school and being with the one I loved.

On this day, Yu Zhi was still teaching in the classroom. It was a large class with about three or four hundred people.

Yu Zhi sat in the middle, listening to the old professor on the stage talking about those profound knowledge. He couldn't stop nodding and took notes.

No matter what it is, Yu Zhi always has the urge to learn it, because the more knowledge one masters, the more it enriches one's thoughts and minds.

After all, no matter what kind of artistic creation, the essence is to add one's own thoughts and ideas. If a person's mind is empty and there is nothing in it, then what he creates will be superficial and will not go deep into deeper areas.

At this moment, his cell phone suddenly started vibrating. He heard the buzzing sound coming from the table and immediately picked it up. Looking at the unknown number on it, Yu Zhi was a little confused.

He didn't remember who he gave his cell phone number to. Could it be a scam call?

Yu Zhi ignored him and turned his phone to silent mode, then continued listening to the class.

It was not until the end of the class that Yu Zhi opened his mobile phone and found that there were dozens of missed calls, all from the same number. Now Yu Zhi knew that this was definitely not a harassing call, but someone was looking for him.

Yu Zhi quickly called back. The call was picked up after just two or three rings. The voice on the other end of the phone was very familiar to Yu Zhi. It was Feng Hua, whom he met at the last sculpture competition.

Fenghua's voice trembled a little when she answered the phone, almost like she was crying.

"Yu Zhi, what were you doing just now? Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Speaking of this, Yu Zhi felt a little embarrassed. After all, he had seen it when he made the first call, but he just didn't care at all.

"Why are you questioning him, brat? He must be busy with something, otherwise why wouldn't he answer the phone? If you can't speak, don't speak."

On Fenghua's side, Master Yi punched him directly.

Fenghua felt extremely aggrieved. It wasn't like he didn't answer the phone, so why did he hit him? He was just asking a reasonable question. After all, when he didn't answer the phone just now, Master Yi was in a frenzy mode, constantly scolding Fenghua, almost pointing his finger at him and scolding him.

Originally, Master Yi should have arrived in Beijing a long time ago, but there was a problem with the flight en route, so he was delayed for a few days.

Fenghua has been having a good time these days. He wanders around the capital by himself, buying whatever he wants to eat. It is a thousand times better than his previous boring training life. However, he didn't expect that Master Yi would pull him over as soon as he got off the plane and ask him to contact Yu Zhi quickly, for fear that he would be late to meet his talented junior.

Yu Zhi heard what seemed to be an accusing voice on the other end of the phone, but because they were too far away, he could not hear clearly.

After a while, Fenghua mumbled on the phone, "Are you busy at noon today? Why don't we have lunch together?"

Yu Zhi looked at the WeChat message he had just sent to Cheng Man and smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I already have a lunch date today, so we probably can't meet again. How about this, pick another time and call me earlier, and I'll reserve it for you."

Yu Zhi didn't expect Fenghua to be so outgoing. During the competition, he seemed quite introverted.

Fenghua relayed Yu Zhi's words to Master Yi, but Master Yi really couldn't wait any longer.

So he snatched the phone away.

"Little boy, this is the case. I'm Fenghua's master. He told me about you during your competition. I'm very interested in your sculpture, so I wanted to take a look. I was wondering when you'd be free. We can both come over."

Hearing this somewhat old voice, Yu Zhicai turned around and realized that it was Master Yi. No wonder Fenghua took the initiative to invite him.

Master Yi can be said to be a veteran in the sculpture world, especially enjoying a high reputation both at home and abroad. His sculptures are very popular and very expensive. Many entrepreneurs regard Master Yi's works as decorations to show their own taste.

When Yu Zhi first started sculpting, he had seen many of Master Yi's works and was very impressed by his abilities. He was delighted to now have the opportunity to meet him face-to-face.

When Yu Zhi thought that Feng Hua might have invited him to dinner under the instruction of Master Yi, he felt that he was a little ungrateful.

"You are my senior, and it is an honor for me to have you come to admire my work. How about this? I will reserve a table at Tianxiang Restaurant at noon, and I will bring my friends with me, and we can have a simple meal together. What do you think?"

Having already made an appointment with Cheng Man, Yu Zhi certainly couldn't just abandon him.

However, this opportunity is indeed rare, and Yu Zhi cannot let the senior wait.

So after making this decision, Yu Zhi estimated that there would be no problem with Cheng Man, but he didn't know whether Master Yi was willing to have lunch with others.

"Oh, this is a waste of money, isn't it? Well, we will meet there at noon."

Master Yi was polite for a short while and then agreed immediately.

Fenghua covered his face unconsciously while listening. He felt a little embarrassed and wanted to find a hole to bury himself in. He didn't know this old man.

Yu Zhi hadn't expected that Master Yi was so open-minded. Judging from his tone, he sounded like a very lively old man, completely different from the person he had imagined.

After hanging up the phone, Yu Zhi quickly called Chen Xu and asked him to reserve a table at Tianxianglou. He also asked him to pay attention to Master Yi's taste and their specialty products when ordering, and to strive for excellence.

Yu Zhi knew that Chen Xun would be able to do these little things well, so she didn't worry about it herself. She called Cheng Man and told him that the place for lunch today had changed.

The two of them agreed to meet at the school gate. Yu Zhi originally planned to take a taxi, but he didn't expect Meng Yu to drive up to him.

This was Meng Yu's first time driving such an expensive car, and he felt like he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

If Chen Xun hadn't been so busy, he would have personally come to drive Yu Zhi. However, this matter was still assigned to Meng Yu. After all, Meng Yu could only handle these relatively basic tasks. He wouldn't be able to figure out anything more complicated.

Logically speaking, Meng Yu should have been waiting for Yu Zhi and Cheng Man at the school gate long ago.

But he was afraid that he would have to pay for the damage if he scratched the car, so he drove very carefully, and countless cars behind him honked their horns frantically.

Fortunately, Meng Yu was thick-skinned and didn't care at all. He didn't take a deep breath until he parked the car at the school gate.

He got out of the car and stood at the door, posing in a pretentious manner until he saw Yu Zhi. Then he stood at attention again and waved.

"Young Madam, Chen Xun asked me to drive you to Tianxiang Tower."

When he saw Yu Zhi, Meng Yu felt less oppressed.

Maybe it was because Yu Zhi was still a student, Meng Yu only felt a sense of familiarity. Unlike when he met Meng Yingnian and Chen Xun, Meng Yu felt like a little trash and felt uncomfortable when they looked at him.

How does it feel to be called "young madam" at the school gate? Yu Zhi felt his head buzzing.

He now wanted to rush to Meng Yu and cover his mouth, but looking at his clear eyes, Yu Zhi was embarrassed to do so.

After Yu Zhi and Cheng Man got in the car, Yu Zhi cleared his throat and said to Meng Yu, "Next time, don't call me Madam at the school gate. It would be best if you could call me Yu Zhi."

After Yu Zhi said this, Meng Yu realized how bad his previous call was.

Whenever he thought about someone saying these things at the school gate when he was in school, he wanted to beat that person up.

Meng Yu felt that he could mess up even such a small matter, and scratched his head in frustration.

"But it's okay. In fact, many people in school know about it, and I'm considered a well-known figure, so you don't have to blame yourself too much."

Seeing Meng Yu's appearance, Yu Zhi was afraid that he would have a mental breakdown, so he hurried to comfort him.

After all, Yu Zhi had been to Meng Yingnian's company before and knew the intensity of the situation there. Meng Yu was clearly a young man who had just entered society, and he might be constrained by many things he did at the company. Over time, the accumulated pressure would be too much for him to handle.

"Thank you."

These words actually did not comfort Meng Yu. It was just that his mental maturity had improved a lot during this period, and he only had a faint sense of death.

"Are you Mr. Meng's new secretary? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Cheng Man didn't care about these things at all. He touched it up and down. Every time he got in such a luxury car, he couldn't help but feel curious. The main reason was that the car that came to pick up Yu Zhi was different every time, which completely satisfied his yearning for luxury cars as an ordinary male college student.

"I'm not Mr. Meng's secretary. I can only be said to be his assistant. I just came here recently."

Meng Yu didn't know Cheng Man's identity, but from the rearview mirror, Cheng Man seemed to be an ordinary college student.

"You're amazing, then. I heard that only the very best people can get a job at Mr. Meng's company, and they must be from a prestigious university. Although the school I got into is relatively good, I'm only a photography major. I'm afraid I'll never have this opportunity again in my lifetime."

The short month that Cheng Man worked for Meng Yingnian was the happiest month of his life.

God knows how much money he saved in that month. Not only did it cover his tuition for the next semester, but he even had a lot of money left over to upgrade his electronic devices.

Especially since he and Yu Zhi ate lunch together every day, and sometimes they even had delicacies sent by President Meng, without him having to buy anything. Cheng Man felt that the only thing he needed to do at that time was to accompany her.

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