Chapter 20 — The Director's Little Weakness
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Besides, for someone of Gu Mengyao's status, good grades no longer mattered all that much. She would go to university no matter what; even if she failed the entrance exam, Gu Pengzhan's connections could secure her a place at one of the top universities.
"You noticed that too?" Uncle Qing asked, somewhat taken aback that Wei Zhao had already thought through these problems so quickly.
"So it really is like that?" Wei Zhao asked.
"Actually, I don't understand Mr. Gu's intentions either," Uncle Qing said with a sigh. "Although I'm the person closest to Mr. Gu, some of his deeper meanings are not something I can see through."
Wei Zhao rolled his eyes at Uncle Qing's vapid explanation.
"But Mr. Gu did instruct me to tell you: take good care of the young lady, and don't think too much." Uncle Qing repeated Gu Pengzhan's parting words for Wei Zhao. "Give her as much love as you can... This child has been starved of love since she was little..."
Wei Zhao was speechless. What in the world was this family up to? Starved for love? And he was supposed to give it to her? What an absurd joke. Yesterday, before he had actually seen Gu Mengyao, he had been rather unimpressed by Gu Pengzhan's scheme, which came close to picking a son-in-law; but later, once he saw the youthful, pretty Gu Mengyao, he found the job wasn't so detestable after all... The only question was, would Gu Mengyao ever take a fancy to him? She'd probably be too busy loathing him to bother.
But Wei Zhao said no more to Uncle Qing. He just nodded and got out of the car.
"Did you find out who that laborer who kicked me yesterday is?" Zhong Yongliang asked with a frown, touching his still-swollen backside. The man had made him unable to lie flat all night, forcing him to sleep with his rear sticking up the whole time.
"No, we didn't. Last night Zhang Naipao and I checked several construction sites, but we didn't see him," Gao Xiaofu said, shaking his head. "Brother Liang, maybe he hasn't even gone to a site to look for work yet?"
"No matter what, I have to find him. Damn it, he dared to kick me—I won't let him off," Zhong Yongliang said viciously.
"Yes, Brother Liang," Gao Xiaofu hastened to promise.
Wei Zhao entered the school with his schoolbag over his shoulder. The feeling was wonderful, filling him with boundless delight. This was campus life, after all—the legendary birthplace of first love.
Wei Zhao's schoolbag was the plain black single-strap bag the school had issued, terribly dowdy. Most students had swapped theirs for their own stylish little bags, Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu among them. Only the poorer students dressed the way Wei Zhao did: in school uniform, carrying the school's free-issue bag.
How sharp Wei Zhao's eyes were! No sooner had he stepped through the school gate than he spotted Zhong Yongliang and his crew. Wasn't that the pest who had been pestering Gu Mengyao yesterday? But since the man hadn't come looking for trouble with him, Wei Zhao had no interest in paying him any attention, and walked straight past the group.
"Brother Liang, why did that kid look so familiar?" Zhang Naipao said, watching Wei Zhao's back.
"We're talking business here! Why should you care whether he looks familiar or not?" Zhong Yongliang frowned impatiently.
"Brother Liang, I think he looks familiar too... It's like, like..." Gao Xiaofu scratched the back of his head, with a look of profound thought.
"Like what? Just spit it out if you've got something to say!" Zhong Yongliang cursed.
"It's like he's that laborer who kicked you yesterday," Zhang Naipao suddenly shouted. "That's right, Brother Liang, it's that kid—I remember now!"
"Really?" The moment he heard it was the one who had kicked him yesterday, Zhong Yongliang perked up. "What are you standing around for? Chase him!"
"After him!" Gao Xiaofu and Zhang Naipao immediately dashed off in the direction Wei Zhao had disappeared.