Getting ready

People fear fame like pigs fear getting fat!

Lin Yuan now had a deeper understanding of this saying.

There were still a few classmates who knew his phone number, so various people called him every day.

As for WeChat, Lin Yuan had already blocked searches via phone number. Otherwise, there would certainly be a pile of friend requests.

Lin Yuan had no choice but to set his phone to reject all unknown calls outside of his contacts, to the point where he couldn't even order takeout anymore.

To avoid potential harassment, he had even changed his residence.

At the same time, the school had issued a strict order: no student from this school was allowed to harass or interfere with Lin Yuan's studies and life, nor were they allowed to assist others in contacting Lin Yuan. Any such behavior, once discovered, would result in a school-level warning as a starting point, and severe cases would lead to expulsion.

The school had no choice but to do this.

Because with today's social perception, everyone knows that instead of working hard, it's better to cling to a powerful figure.

As long as they could get to know Lin Yuan, even if they only got an internal recommendation slot, they would be several steps ahead of others in the employment battlefield.

Of course, there were always some who thought more directly.

An internal recommendation still required earning money through one's own work; wouldn't it be more direct to simply be the overbearing CEO's little kitten?

As a result, when Lin Yuan occasionally went to class, after the class ended, many girls would run over, pretending to have a chance encounter, especially those from the arts department.

Some girls would pretend to have professional questions they wanted to ask, while those less adept at pretense would simply say they wanted to get to know him. Even more direct ones would simply slip small notes into Lin Yuan's hand.

They slipped notes not because they were shy, but because if they were to say something too suggestive, they would certainly face school disciplinary action.

As for the contents of those notes, the more elegant ones would write down their measurements, while the more exaggerated ones were unbearable—they directly priced themselves.

'It seems the current employment pressure is quite high!' Lin Yuan could only sigh like this.

Under such harassment, Lin Yuan finally had no choice but to stop attending classes.

—

To facilitate his work, Lin Yuan moved to Shanghai. Because Tesla could not move its headquarters to Purple Gold for him.

Before leaving Purple Gold, Lin Yuan had also made arrangements for Xia Ye.

Originally, he had planned to wait until the Purple Arts postgraduate entrance exam and then try to find a way through Zhang Yan.

But Lin Yuan quickly realized that he no longer needed to find a way through Zhang Yan.

He met many professors from Purple Arts at an event for the Zijin City education sector recommended by the school. So Lin Yuan asked Dean Li if he could directly ask them to specially admit Xia Ye.

Dean Li was initially surprised that Lin Yuan and Xia Ye were still in contact, but he quickly understood.

Ever since Lin Yuan helped Old Li successfully become a full-time employee, Old Li practically treated him like a half-son.

So Old Li naturally had to consider Lin Yuan, "Xiao Yuan, Zhang Yan is your perfect match."

"I know."

"Then you... forget it, you're young, I understand. But if it gets exposed, a girl with Zhang Yan's background won't let you off easily."

Lin Yuan really wanted to tell him, 'You don't need to worry, she's very understanding.'

"Don't worry about that, I won't let Zhang Yan know."

Dean Li was stunned, because he didn't expect Lin Yuan to be so entangled in romantic issues, "Everyone has a hurdle they can't get over. Your career is smooth sailing, but don't let this become your weakness. How about this:

I'll say that Xia Ye is my distant relative, and I'll cover for you. Then I'll find a way to get Xia Ye specially admitted."

"Really? Thank you so much, master."

Dean Li then said earnestly, "Don't let issues of personal conduct affect your future. Xia Ye is still excusable, after all, you knew her before Zhang Yan. But don't have any more mistresses after this. How many heroes have been ruined by romantic entanglements."

"I know, don't worry. Oh, by the way, why don't you help Song Xiaoxiao get in too? I'm afraid Xia Ye will be too lonely studying alone."

Dean Li was dumbfounded this time, "How could you... Oh, you got two at once."

"I didn't, Song Xiaoxiao and I have nothing going on. I'm just helping her out, so she doesn't idle all day. She's also a graduate of our school, so please put in the effort to help. Any amount of money is fine."

"Cough cough~~" Dean Li immediately interrupted Lin Yuan with a cough, "I know you're not short on money. But you can't say such things here. How about this, you prepare this amount, and I'll take care of the rest."

Lin Yuan looked at Dean Li's gesture and immediately understood.

"Teacher, won't you be at risk doing this? I don't want you to ruin your reputation in your later years."

"At least you still have some conscience, not abandoning your teacher for women. But don't worry, this money isn't for bribes, it's legitimate training fees."

"Training fees?" Lin Yuan was a bit confused.

"We'll find specialized teachers for targeted training, and then they'll still go through the normal admission process."

Lin Yuan finally understood, "I thought special admission meant opening a back door, so that's what it means."

"Do you have confidence in those two girls' dancing skills? Can they really pass the special admission?"

Lin Yuan immediately shook his head.

"Then there's your answer. Some teachers don't recruit from the public. Anyway, leave it to me. Your current mentor can't handle this; he doesn't know the ropes."

Lin Yuan immediately agreed repeatedly.

Lin Yuan then saw Old Li go over and chat with several professors from Purple Arts.

'Some teachers don't recruit from the public?' Lin Yuan could roughly understand with a little thought.

In short, after reaching this point, life was like a smooth road, everything he wished for came true, and any difficulty could be resolved.

—

Xia Ye quickly learned of Lin Yuan's arrangements, and she naturally had no objections.

Xia Ye just felt a bit ridiculous; it turned out some resources really couldn't be solved with money alone.

Going to Purple Arts for studies was both a struggle and an escape for her.

Lin Yuan was going to Shanghai, and Zhang Yan would go with him. Although Zhang Yan didn't say anything, from her attitude, she didn't want Xia Ye to follow.

So would Xia Ye and Song Xiaoxiao just be kept in Zijin City? This would not only be boring but also expose the truth.

So it was better to go to Purple Arts to study, at least there was an excuse for not being able to follow them to Shanghai.

Moreover, for Xia Ye, going to Purple Arts might not be a struggle for her.

Xia Ye had some longing; with the best educational resources, what if she could truly achieve self-reliance?

If she could survive on her own professional skills, then perhaps in the future she would truly leave Lin Yuan, truly experience independent living, and no longer be a parasitic freeloader.

Lin Yuan also sensed some sadness of parting on Xia Ye's face, but he didn't point it out, because his mind was currently focused on Tesla Takeout.

"I will try my best to come back and see you often. Zhang Yan won't stop me from coming back to see you."

Xia Ye just smiled, "Actually... Zhang Yan also hopes that you and I are not in the same city, right? Lin Yuan, I just can't bear to leave you. Why don't you give me some money and break up with me? That way I'll have a reason to leave you."

Lin Yuan smiled, "What silly things are you saying? I promised to marry you. Zhang Yan can't stop that either."

Lin Yuan had truly decided to marry Xia Ye; this was not because he underestimated Zhang Yan, but because his matters could only be decided by himself. Since he had promised Xia Ye to marry her back then, he had to fulfill it.

As for why he wouldn't marry Zhang Yan, it was because he couldn't register a second one, right?

"Be good here, wait for me to come back."

"Mm." Xia Ye still nodded obediently.