71: Chapter 71 Little Yellow Hair

"Then you should come to my place even more. There shouldn't be much to do on a daily basis, so you'll have time to look after your daughter. You just need to find a few capable bank presidents."

It turned out she didn't have a husband at all; she had just given birth to a child.

It looked like she had been hurt by her first love and had never married since, or perhaps she hadn't married because she had a daughter.

Ling Wei gave a charming smile and smoothed her hair.

"Then how much of a salary are you planning to offer me? I won't go if it's too little."

Yang Fan thought for a moment.

"I'll give you an annual salary of ten million, plus dividends at the end of the year."

Generally speaking, the salary of a Magic City bank president was around 2 million. The salary Yang Fan offered was already extremely high, especially since she wouldn't actually have to do much other than manage a few bank presidents.

"Deal. I'll go resign tomorrow."

"Student Yang, Teacher will have to rely on you to support her from now on!"

Ling Wei gave Yang Fan a meaningful look. She had been teaching for fifteen years and had taught countless students.

How could she not understand the way Yang Fan was looking at her?

In the past, there had been plenty of people who wanted to keep her as a mistress. Although there were fewer now, it still happened from time to time.

And as for what kind of 'salary' Yang Fan was really offering, how could she not be clear in her heart?

After all, Yang Fan had already made it very clear.

Yang Fan picked up his wine glass. Ling Wei's words made it very difficult for him to respond.

"Come, let's have a drink. Welcome to my company."

"Mhm."

Ling Wei picked up her glass and clinked it against Yang Fan's.

The reason Ling Wei agreed was also because she knew Yang Fan; he was a very filial child. Even if such a child were bad, how bad could he really be?

Besides, at her age, it wasn't certain who would be taking advantage of whom.

"What was the purpose of organizing this gathering?"

Yang Fan asked the question that was on his mind.

"It was a task given by the school—to pull in sponsorships. Those who bring in a lot can be rated as 'outstanding' or get promoted. They painted quite a few rosy pictures!"

Ling Wei shook her head helplessly. Now she didn't need to pull in sponsors; instead, she had been pulled away by a sponsor.

"Does the School of Finance even need to solicit sponsorships? It's probably all going into someone's personal pockets!"

Yang Fan laughed. Many people had said this when he was in school.

Ling Wei didn't say anything. She was well aware of it too, which was why she hadn't brought up the sponsorship.

The others eating also wanted to come over and make their presence known in front of Yang Fan, but Tang Xue's display earlier had truly frightened everyone, so no one approached.

After eating, Yang Fan and Ling Wei stood on the terrace looking out at the night view of Magic City.

"Why don't you go work at a finance firm? With your ability, it shouldn't be hard to make money."

Yang Fan asked curiously. Logically, she shouldn't have remained a teacher forever.

"I was afraid I'd be blinded by money, afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand the temptation and would eventually fall into the money trap."

After saying this, she looked at Yang Fan again.

"But in the end, I walked right into it anyway."

"Who knew that after dodging the jackals, I wouldn't be able to dodge a wolf cub!"

"What do you think?"

Ling Wei leaned in close to Yang Fan's face as she spoke.

Yang Fan pulled her into his arms.

He had thought it would take a lot of effort to win Ling Wei over, but he hadn't expected her to see through things so clearly.

A mature woman really doesn't need many words; it's so much less trouble.

"The wolf cub is hungry. Can you feed the wolf cub?"

"Hmph. I'm not afraid of you. Just don't go crying that you're tired later!"

Even though Ling Wei's body was immobilized, it didn't stop her from being stubborn with her words.

Just then, Ling Wei's phone rang.

She broke free from Yang Fan.

"I need to take this."

Ling Wei took out her phone, looked at it, and sighed.

"Hello, what's wrong?"

"Mom, I've caused trouble, wahhh..."

"I hit someone's car..."

"They want me to pay 10 million..."

"Wahhh, otherwise they're going to send me to prison..."

Hearing her daughter's intermittent sobbing, Ling Wei felt her head throbbing.

And how did she cause such a massive disaster?

"Yang Fan, something happened at home. I have to go. Let's meet another time!"

Ling Wei waved, preparing to leave.

"I heard everything. Let's go, I'll go with you. I want to see what kind of car is worth 10 million."

Yang Fan pulled Ling Wei straight into the car.

They arrived at a suburban area of Magic City. When the motorcade stopped, the people present all cast curious glances. They were all car enthusiasts and could tell at a glance that Yang Fan's cars were extraordinary.

"Is this the person you called? Looks like they've got some backing."

A young man with yellow hair looked at Yang Fan and his group.

Ling Kexin spotted her mother immediately and ran over quickly.

Yang Fan looked at Ling Wei's daughter. She really was a 'delinquent girl.' Her features had already matured, looking about seventy percent like her mother. With fair skin and a well-proportioned figure, she was a complete goddess.

She had dyed red hair and was wearing a small white camisole with a thin shirt over it—clearly taking after her mother.

Below, she wore ultra-short shorts and knee pads, paired with white flat shoes. She was over 170cm tall.

AI Ling Kexin, delete if infringing.

However, there were quite a few wounds on her snowy white legs, which were still bleeding.

"Tang Xue, have someone treat her."

Yang Fan's motorcade had a personal doctor on standby; treating this was simple.

"Mhm."

A moment later, two doctors got out of a car behind them and came over with their kits to treat Ling Kexin's wounds.

"Thank you."

Ling Wei thanked him sincerely. If Yang Fan hadn't been there, she wouldn't have known how to resolve today's situation. Where would she get that much money?

"It's nothing."

"Mom, who is he?"

"Yang Fan, a former student of mine, remember? And my future boss."

Ling Wei gave a brief introduction.

Ling Kexin looked at Yang Fan and seemed to have a slight impression of him; he had sent her things before.

At this point, the yellow-haired guys couldn't help but walk over.

"Which of you is this girl's parent? Your daughter hit my car with her bike. Repairs will cost 10 million. Pay up."

The yellow-haired guy, dangling a cigarette, led a few others to stand before Yang Fan.

Ling Wei was about to speak when Yang Fan stopped her.

"Oh? What kind of piece-of-junk car is worth that much? Let me see."

Yang Fan stepped forward proactively. How could he let a woman take the lead?

Yang Fan took a look—a sports car and a Volkswagen.

"For just a trashy Ferrari 296, you dare to ask for 10 million? Did Jesus give you that courage?"

"Kid, there's no surveillance in this area. I say it costs whatever I say it costs. Otherwise, leave that little girl here to keep me company for a few days, and I might knock a million off the price."

"Otherwise, none of you should expect to leave here in one piece."

As they spoke, several of them brandished their weapons—baseball bats, some of which were made of steel.

Yang Fan turned and asked Ling Kexin,

"How did you hit them?"

"They did it on purpose! They were following me, then suddenly braked in front of me. I couldn't stop in time and crashed right into them!"

Ling Kexin grew more aggrieved as she spoke. After all, there was no surveillance here, so no one would believe whatever she said.

"Alright, I understand. Since they wanted to commit attempted murder, we don't need to be polite."

Yang Fan immediately slapped a label on the group opposite them.