Chapter 22 Beginning of Becoming a God

Style: Girl Author: leisurelyWords: 2198Update Time: 24/01/18 09:31:05
A busy few days passed. Since the family of five lived together, Mo Yinchuan went out late and came home early every day.

Even the top management of the Mo Group felt that their president seemed to have changed during this period. He couldn't tell the difference. On the surface, he seemed to be the same unsmiling person. He was still very strict about the quality of his work, and his efficiency and accuracy still impressed everyone. I don’t dare to be negligent in the slightest. On the surface, there is no difference, but everyone feels that there is a subtle difference.

From time to time, everyone went to Ye Chuyun, the president's special assistant, to inquire about "inside information", but in the end they all came back in vain.

Ye Chuyun's unified reply was: do your own thing well and stop asking about the boss's affairs.

Monday is Jiang Tiantian’s first lesson back at school. This is the second week of school, and the students have gradually adapted to the rhythm of the new semester.

Jiang Tiantian walked lightly on the tree-lined path of Beichuan University. The students around her cast their eyes in amazement, and everyone guessed which department he was a freshman in.

Wearing a light yellow shirt and simple white leggings, Jiang Tiantian looks tall and slender with perfect body proportions. Her long straight black hair sets off her fair and rosy skin. She looks better than many freshmen. Much younger.

Therefore, everyone thought she was a freshman in some department.

What's more, a junior student has been following Jiang Tiantian and followed her into the lecture theater, looking for a chance to strike up a conversation.

At this time, the classroom was already full of students, and everyone was staring at Jiang Tiantian when she walked in. Jiang Tiantian walked confidently and calmly onto the podium in front of everyone's astonished look.

The originally quiet classroom suddenly burst into flames.

Teaching assistant Bai Xiaoxiao picked up the microphone and asked everyone to be quiet. After several times of emphasis, the classroom suddenly became silent again.

Everyone's eyes were looking neatly in the direction of the podium.

"Hello, classmates, let me introduce myself before going to class. I am Jiang Tiantian, a new biochemistry teacher. I graduated from Stanford with double Ph.D.s in biology and medicine..." Amid the astonished looks on everyone's faces, Jiang Tiantian smiled. Weiwei introduced herself and gave a general outline of the topic to the students.

"OK, let's go to class officially." After Jiang Tiantian briefly introduced herself, she was ready to go directly to the topic.

"Teacher, can you ask me a question first?" A male student's voice sounded from the back of the classroom.

Many students in the front row turned around to look for the source of the sound.

"Please speak." Jiang Tiantian paused and nodded towards him.

"Excuse me, how old are you? Are you married or have a boyfriend?" The male student's voice was mellow and powerful, and his words were clear.

Before he finished speaking, the class immediately burst into laughter.

Jiang Tiantian was also amused by everyone's laughter.

"Ahem... This question has nothing to do with our class theme, but in order to get to know each other better, this question can be an exception to satisfy this student's curiosity. However, I hope that this is just this one time, and everyone will not be too excessive in the class in the future. Is it okay to care about the teacher's personal affairs?" When everyone's laughter subsided, Jiang Tiantian also smiled, her expression natural and calm.

"Okay." A loud reply sounded in the classroom.

"The teacher is married, but whether she is married or not, it does not affect the normal teaching for everyone. Okay, let's have a good class now and stop making noises." Jiang Tiantian can understand that they are energetic at this age, and seeing that the young teacher can't bear it, Live Bagua.

"Alas..." There were sighs in the classroom, as if they were regretting why famous flowers always find their wives early.

Jiang Tiantian waited for a while and everyone was quiet before starting the class lively.

What Jiang Tiantian didn't know was that while she was attending class seriously, many students were live-streaming her entire course. After one class, it instantly went viral on Beichuan University's social platform.

Comments on the message platform were hot, with entries such as "The most beautiful teacher with the most temperament", "The youngest professor", "Sure enough, another teacher from someone else" filling the screen.

The official website of Beichuan University was also paralyzed due to the huge number of visits. Everyone was curious about the background of such a young and beautiful professor.

When some netizens questioned whether it was a vase, someone took a screenshot of Jiang Tiantian, who jumped three grades in high school, and finally completed a master's and doctoral program at a world-class research university with a full scholarship as a first-class honors student. The number of graduations and papers, screenshots of some papers, the results of the projects participated in, etc. are posted online.

Beichuan's genius goddess teacher shot to the top of the hot search list at an alarming speed. Even Mo Yinchuan, who is firmly in the top management and focuses on his work and never gossips, was caught up in this craze.

Gu Eryun, who was playing golf with his clients, saw everyone suddenly gathered around looking at their phones. He went over to take a look and was pleasantly surprised to find that Jiang Tiantian was on the hot search list.

Quickly call Mo Yinchuan, a workaholic, and let him know that his wife is on fire, and it's a big fire.

Gu Eryun originally thought that the triplets' IQs came from Mo Yinchuan, but now he knows that they probably came from Jiang Tiantian.

Gu Eryun always thought that as long as a woman's breasts are big enough, her waist is thin enough, her legs are long enough, and her skin is good enough, that's all.

After meeting Jiang Tiantian, Gu Eryun suddenly felt that he would still need to find someone with a high enough IQ in the future, so that the children he would have in the future could have the same IQ.

At the same time, I also envied Mo Yinchuan's good luck. His wife was both beautiful and intelligent, and his children were smart, sensible and had high IQs, and there were three of them at a time.

This kind of chance could happen to Mo Yinchuan with a chance of one in tens of millions. How could Gu Eryun not be envious?

After receiving the clueless link from Gu Eryun, Mo Yinchuan, who was concentrating on his work, raised his eyebrows slightly. After clicking on the link, his handsome face like a knife stretched out at a speed visible to the naked eye, with a smile on his lips. After watching for a few minutes, Mo Yinchuan stood up decisively, picked up the suit jacket on the back of his chair, ignored the surprise of the financial director who was giving him a report, and left the office.

"Send it to my email in encrypted form." Mo Yinchuan's emotionless voice sounded at the door.

When the financial director came to his senses, he and Ye Chuyun were the only ones left in the huge CEO office.

"This... Ye Zhu, is there something urgent about Mr. Mo?" This was the first time that the financial director, who had been with Mo Yinchuan for ten years, saw Mo Yinchuan like this.

"It should be Mrs. Mo's business. It's okay. Just encrypt the email and send it to the boss." Ye Chuyun understood that his boss would only leave work early because of the boss's wife's affairs.

"Mrs. Mo? Which Mrs. Mo?" The financial director was even more confused.

"Hey, guess what." Ye Chuyun didn't plan to ignore him anymore, whistling to lure the financial director out of Mo Yinchuan's office.

The boss left early and he was under greater pressure because his workload increased dramatically, but this did not affect Ye Chuyun's good mood.

"Go, go, don't be too young or old." The financial director was nearly fifty years old. Ye Chuyun was similar in age to Mo Yinchuan. He was quite junior to the financial director. The rigorous financial director shook off the strange hand on his shoulder.

Knowing that Ye Chuyun would not reveal too much information to satisfy his curiosity, the financial director simply stopped asking any more questions and walked to the elevator back to his floor.