It wasn't easy for the old servant to stand in the rain with an umbrella...
Yan Nansheng frowned and gazed intently at Feng Yanyan. Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind, and he immediately asked, "By the way, when do you start school?"
Start school? Feng Yanyan was taken aback, then replied, "On the 26th, on my birthday."
"What a coincidence?" Yan Nansheng nodded. "Okay, I got it."
After that, he finally got out of the car.
...
Back in his room, he took a hot shower first. Coming out wrapped in a bath towel, he didn't check the time but picked up his phone and dialed his assistant's number.
Receiving a call from his boss in the middle of the night at midnight, Zhong Chu was somewhat trembling. "Young Master Yan, is there anything pressing that you need me for this late?"
"That matter regarding the head of the department of business administration at D University asking me to teach a class, arrange it as soon as you can. I've agreed," Yan Nansheng said arrogantly.