Han Yi’s experience was different from his younger brother Han Qianjing. It was Han Yi’s first time back in China, and he was bound to have some misconceptions about many things.
Those misconceptions were undoubtedly a result of his upbringing. Growing up abroad, Han Yi’s only time he came into contact with the Chinese language was when he chatting with his father and younger brother at home.
Five years ago, his younger brother Han Qianjing had a conflict with their father and ran away to China. At that time, Han Yi had thought of coming to find him, but he was too busy with the horse farm and couldn’t go after him.
What happened after that? Their family suffered a big disaster, and his own health suffered as a result.
He didn’t want to dwell too much on the painful memories of the past, instead focusing on the present and the more practical matters.
After having dinner and taking a shower, Han Yi lazily plopped onto the bed, his busy day finally coming to an end.
He briefly gave his right leg a simple daily massage and then lazily lay down on the bed. As usual, before falling asleep, he opened his email to check for messages.
The principal of the university had replied to his email half an hour ago, setting up a meeting with him at 3pm the next day in the office building of Xiangshan University.
Han Yi always valued punctuality. He didn’t like to keep others waiting, so whenever he had an appointment, he would consciously arrive ten minutes early.
Preparation proved to be worthwhile. The next afternoon, as he was leaving, the rental car he was in took a wrong turn due to the driver’s unfamiliarity with the route, causing a slight delay. In the end, he managed to arrive just in time.
As soon as Han Yi stepped in the principal’s office, Principal He eagerly came over to greet him, extending his hand with enthusiasm, his tone tinged with excitement, “Nice to meet you, Han Mr. Han!”
Apart from the principal, there was another guest sitting on the office sofa, whom Han Yi immediately recognized as the person he owed a favor—Jiang Hongfeng.
Jiang Hongfeng was over sixty years old but appeared to be in his fifties. He was an alumnus of Xiangshan University and a well-known entrepreneur in the country.
In Han Yi’s field, that Mr. Jiang was also a somewhat famous horse owner.
Five years ago, Jiang Hongfeng had a valuable stallion sent to the Starry Ranch for breeding, but it tragically died in a fire.
Upon learning of this, Jiang Hongfeng didn’t demand compensation from them. On the contrary, during the most difficult time for the horse farm, he extended a helping hand to the Han family.
So when Han Yi received a call from Jiang Hongfeng, asking him to help with training related to promoting the domestic horse industry, he readily agreed without any hesitation.
At half-past three in the afternoon, after finishing their class, the students began to pack up and move from the staircase room to another teaching building for their next class.
Only Yan Jiwen remained lying on his seat, fast asleep.
No one reminded him that the class was over. After all, he was only there to substitute for someone else’s class. Once the class was over, so was his business. A straightforward transaction.
He had a strong personality. Since he had fallen out with his old man, Yan Jiwen hadn’t asked his family for money for almost two months.
During that time, he had been relying on odd jobs and substituting for other people’s classes to earn some pocket money.
Fortunately, the university campus had a lot of students. As long as there were classes, there would never be a shortage of orders. Although he didn’t earn as much as he spent, at least he could support himself.
The class bell rang, and the next class had already begun.
For some reason, that class seemed particularly noisy. Even though they had officially started the class more than ten minutes ago, the students were still chattering away.
“Isn’t Professor Feng’s veterinary pharmacology class today? Did we go to the wrong classroom?”
“Didn’t you hear just now? It’s a special invited lecturer who will take over.”
“Oh my, he’s so handsome! I’m in love!”
“I can finally attend a handsome lecture’s class. Sob, sob, sob, I’ll never skip class again!!!”
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The drowsiness that had been lingering was continuously interrupted, and Yan Jiwen finally couldn’t take it anymore and sat up abruptly.
As he raised his head to look forward, his gaze coincidentally met the person at the front, their eyes meeting.
Looking at that somewhat familiar face, Yan Jiwen felt like he had seen that person somewhere before.
Then he saw that person smile at him and call out, “Hey, old friend.”
Who is the old friend? Where is the old friend? Why is everyone looking at him?
Yan Jiwen had stayed up late drinking the previous night, and due to lack of sleep, he now had a splitting headache and felt even more confused. “What old friend? Who’s the old friend?”
Han Yi didn’t expect such a coincidence. On his first day of teaching at the university, he bumped into Yan Jiwen again.
Han Yi continued, “Hey old friend, it seems like you’re not feeling well. If you’re really sleepy, why don’t you go back to the dorm and rest?”
On his first day of teaching, Han Yi had hoped to leave a good first impression on his students.
He had a good personality and always spoke with a smile, but when combined with the current atmosphere, it took on a totally different meaning. He completely failed to realize that he was speaking with the most harmless tone while saying the most bizarre words.