Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Tily Rain After a Long Drought
Soone once wrote a book containing the line: "The fragrance of the Chu People of the South of the Yangtze River lingers long, while white clouds are gradually born upon the sea."
Now, the na Lu Yunsheng beca known to the people of Yang City, spreading through the morning newspapers and news reports.
At this mont, however, Wu Tian still didn’t know about Lu Yunsheng. He was in the middle of his final business test. Of course, even if he had known of Lu Yunsheng’s existence, he wouldn’t have paid him any mind. He regarded Lu Yunsheng with indifference, and Wudang as well.
During the final business test, Wu Tian wrote furiously. He solved one business problem after another with ease, confident that all his answers were correct.
There were twenty-one questions in total, covering everything from the business of brick-and-mortar stores to online shops. Wu Tian was certain every single one of his answers was correct. The feeling of having everything completely under control was exhilarating.
These questions must have been written by veterans from Wall Street. Wu Tian thought. So were simple, while others were exceedingly difficult. Of course, for the Wu Tian of today, these business problems posed no real challenge.
He had read business books, and given his ability to absorb information, he knew catching up to the likes of Bill Gates and Steve Jobs was only a matter of ti.
He finished everything in forty minutes.
Wu Tian put down his pen and yawned. He still preferred lazing around or having a good fight. Even though he was smarter now, this kind of written test still exhausted him the mont he looked at the questions.
From around the logistics departnt ca the sounds of people chewing on their pens, occasional whimpers, and plenty of sighs.
Wu Tian smiled. Yesterday, Yuhan had told him not to turn in his test early anymore. The only thing he could do now was sleep.
The proctors for this final session weren’t Qin Yuhan and Li Muge. Instead, two important figures were present: Ren Zhong and another director, Chen Hua.
Ren Zhong watched as Wu Tian stopped writing and fell asleep after a re forty minutes. A flicker of delight went through him, and he shook his head. What a waste of my ti coming here to proctor. With an attitude like that, it’d be a miracle if he gets a high score.
He couldn’t be bothered to watch any longer. Ren Zhong felt the outco of his bet with Yuhan was already decided. Thus, he made an excuse to Chen Hua about a family ergency and left early.
Wu Tian woke up just in ti to hand in his test. He submitted it and left the logistics departnt with Lin Fa and the others, as it was the end of the workday.
Chen Hua, however, was quite curious about Wu Tian. Why would a re clerk cause such animosity between Yuhan and Ren Zhong?
With this thought, he discreetly glanced at Wu Tian’s test paper. The first look left him completely stunned. He continued to read, his eyes wide with disbelief. Wu Tian’s thods for solving the business problems were simply brilliant. As a director, Chen Hua naturally possessed so business acun himself, but he found Wu Tian’s solutions so superior he couldn’t hope to compare. Chen Hua’s mouth hung open, and for a long ti, he couldn’t close it. He truly couldn’t believe his eyes.
From my perspective, Wu Tian’s answers might as well be the standard solutions to these business problems.
After work, Wu Tian headed toward his daughter’s kindergarten.
The streets and alleys were abuzz with conversation.
"I can’t believe how powerful Wudang Fist is!"
"I know, right? Old Madam Liang is supposed to be the top expert in Yang City, but she was defeated by a junior from Wudang."
"Wudang is truly overflowing with talent."
"I was going to learn Iron Wire Fist, but now I’m going to Wudang to find a master."
Hearing such talk all around made Wu Tian furrow his brow slightly.
He wasn’t particularly close with Old Madam Liang, so he didn’t care that she had been defeated.
However, the Iron Wire Fist I modified is inferior to Wudang Fist? How is that possible?
Suddenly, he recalled what Guli Weleng had said about so "Senior Brother." Could that man really have the aptitude of Zhang Sanfeng? If so, it’s certainly possible his Wudang Fist could defeat the Iron Wire Fist I casually modified. Forget it. What does it have to do with ? As long as he doesn’t bother ... But if he does...
A cold light flashed in Wu Tian’s eyes. Passersby on the street felt a sudden shiver, completely unaware of what had just happened.
After picking up the little one, he headed ho. Lately, she had beco quiet, constantly pondering the secret of the Golden Poluo Flower inside the amber.
The mont they got ho, a charming yet furious voice rang in Wu Tian’s ears. "Wu Tian, I heard you were sleeping during the mock test today!"
"Uh oh, Mommy’s angry. She’s transforming... into a tigr—" the little one whispered a warning to Wu Tian.
The last word was left unsaid, but he knew it was "tress."
Just as Wu Tian was about to say sothing, Qin Yuhan cut in. "Sweetheart, go watch cartoons. Your favorite, Douluo Continent, is on today. As for you, co to my room with ."
After she spoke, Qin Yuhan placed the little one on the sofa and impatiently pulled Wu Tian upstairs. Once upstairs, without another word, she pulled him into her room.
SLAM!
The door shut forcefully behind them.
The little one had no idea what her Papa and Mama were up to. She just started watching Douluo Continent, wanting to be a girl just like Xiao Wu. She wanted to be the big boss. As she was lost in her fantasy, Murong Yezi returned from grocery shopping.
"Gugu, you’re back already? Where are your Papa and Mama?" Murong Yezi found it strange. Usually at this ti, either Qin Yuhan or Wu Tian would be watching cartoons with the little one. Why was her adorable granddaughter watching alone in the living room?
"I dunno. Mommy looked super anxious and just pulled Papa upstairs into her room," the little one said.
"What?"
The little one was still a child when it ca to matters of the heart, but Murong Yezi’s mind went elsewhere. Her cheeks flushed as she chided under her breath, "Honestly, those two... It’s one thing for couples to fight and make up in the bedroom, but they shouldn’t be doing... *that*... in front of the child."
Suddenly, another thought struck Murong Yezi, and she imdiately headed for the kitchen.
Looks like I need to make so special soup tonight. Right, stir-fried chives with eggs, pork kidney soup... Ah, after a long drought cos a welco rain. I just hope my son can handle it.
anwhile, in Qin Yuhan’s room, everything was spotlessly clean, just as it had been since she moved in. Upon entering, one was greeted by the sa enchanting fragrance that emanated from Qin Yuhan herself. The room also contained a bookshelf.
As soon as Qin Yuhan pulled Wu Tian into the room, she shoved him toward the bed.
Wu Tian’s eyes darted around, but he didn’t use his strength. If she wants to push
down, I’ll let her.
Qin Yuhan had already shrugged off her blazer, flinging it angrily to the floor.
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