The manager froze: "But I promised the lady that these items would be auctioned off three months later."
"The transaction is already completed, and the items no longer belong to her. Don’t worry about it, this is a good opportunity to sell at a high price; only a fool would keep a promise." The boss looked astute and imdiately ordered the items to be registered and swiftly sent to the charity organization.
...
For several consecutive days, the basic affairs were all prepared, even the plane tickets were booked. The only thing she was struggling with was whether to escape with Madam Aisha.
Not willing to, really not willing to just give up the goal she had worked so hard for!
If she leaves the Aus Empire this ti, it might be difficult to have another chance to co back, then how could she find a way to return ho?
All the efforts would be in vain.
But if she stays, she feels the situation is so dangerous.
"Yiyi, what are you thinking about, furrowing your brow repeatedly? You’ve been absent-minded lately, often distracted during classes. Fortunately, the teachers haven’t minded recently. School is over, let’s get ready to go ho. Tomorrow is our Aus Empire’s national holiday, and the school will hold a celebration, it’ll be lively. Many parents and citizens will participate, and tomorrow we can relax and have fun."
Lina’s words brought Jun Yiyi back to reality. That’s right, tomorrow is a rather grand traditional festival, and it will be lively.
She booked her flight for tomorrow afternoon. Initially, it could have been earlier, she was ready, but Madam Aisha insisted on leaving after the festival, so it was postponed by two days. Madam Aisha originally didn’t want to leave tomorrow either, saying the day after would be fine, no need to rush. But she had a premonition that leaving tomorrow would be best.
"Hmm, let’s go!" Jun Yiyi also packed up her books and walked out of the classroom with her.
However, just as they reached downstairs, the school broadcast suddenly announced tomorrow’s celebration. To ensure safety, relevant security departnts were currently inspecting the school and asked students to temporarily stay and not leave.
This news caused the students to discuss eagerly. It’s stricter than previous years, but everyone vaguely realized the political atmosphere was tense this year, so even the celebrations had beco cautious. People didn’t have much of a reaction.
Jun Yiyi stood not far from the school gate, seeing a large line of vehicles parked outside, all from governnt security departnts. A large group of staff, equipped with various devices, got off, making her feel puzzled.
Is such a grand spectacle necessary? This is a school, not a public area, it’s being handled like an anti-assault situation.
It seems the Queen’s faction is genuinely anxious this ti, fearing that during such a festival, the Councilman might make so moves, hence the stringent asures.
"Yiyi?" A warm, familiar voice suddenly called out behind her, sounding exceptionally surprised.
Jun Yiyi turned her head in shock, seeing a familiar handso face co into view, she exclaid in surprise, "Mr. Wubai, how are you here?"
Mr. Wubai walked over briskly; his usual gentle smile seed unusually serious today. There was no trace of a smile, his brow slightly furrowed, with a hurried deanor and beads of sweat on his forehead, as if he was handling sothing important just now.
He looked at Jun Yiyi, his expression tightening even more, surprisingly with a hint of deep urgency.
"I have so teaching-related matters to attend to at this school."
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