She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Shen Weicang propped his cheeks with both hands and looked at Zhu Yanfeng with a smile: "Really? You are a teacher? I have never seen a teacher as good-looking as you when I was in school before."

Cheng Qinji pulled a stool over and sat on the other side of her. Upon hearing this, he immediately interrupted:

"He just looks a bit more eye-catching because he knows how to dress up. In fact, people like him can be found everywhere in the capital. It's nothing special."

Shen Weicang turned his head to look at him and asked curiously, "Are you a teacher too?"

Cheng Qinji was a little speechless and opened her mouth: "I... I'm not a teacher."

"I knew right away that you were not a teacher."

Shen Weicang was quite pleased with himself. Cheng Qinji was wearing a colorful floral shirt and jeans, and even her hair was a style she had never seen before. It was completely different from Zhu Yanfeng's style, and she looked a little sloppy.

"So what do you do?" she asked. "You must be an expert to be able to work with Professor Zhu, right?"

Cheng Qinji was a little embarrassed. He didn't have a formal job. Although compared with his peers in the circle, he could be said to be idle and had achieved nothing, but fortunately, he was thick-skinned and the Cheng family doted on him, so he never felt anything.

Now facing Shen Weicang's serious and puzzled expression, Cheng Qinji found it difficult to speak, and finally hesitantly said: "I... I am also an expert, I am an expert in driving."

Zhu Yanfeng snorted with an ambiguous laugh: "He is just a driver, and I hired him temporarily."

Can you drive?

There was a flash of longing in Shen Weicang's eyes. Being able to drive meant owning a car, and owning a car meant having money.

Having money doesn't necessarily mean you can buy a car. Cheng Qinji's family must be very well off.

She did not hide her envy: "Wow, Mr. Cheng, you can drive a car, so amazing!"

Cheng Qinji was a little surprised. He never thought that being able to drive would be an advantage. Just as he opened his mouth, he heard Zhu Yanfeng open his mouth to speak again:

"His driving skills aren't very good. He was driving recklessly all the way. I almost vomited while sitting in the car. I'll fire him when we get back to Beijing."

"No, Zhu Yanfeng, what do you mean?" Cheng Qinji said anxiously.

"How come my driving skills are not good, young master... I have been driving for many years and have driven so many people, but no one has had so many problems except you!"

As he said that, he hurriedly looked at Shen Weicang to defend himself: "Comrade, I'm a really good driver. How about I take you for a ride later?"

Shen Weicang was reluctant to accept the offer: "This is not good."

"What's wrong with that..."

Xu Manyuan walked back into the room and saw that they were chatting happily. He quickly stepped forward:

"Cang Cang, what are you doing here squeezing Professor Zhu? He has important things to do today. Hurry up and stop getting in his way."

Zhu Yanfeng raised his arm to block the hand he extended: "It's okay, I just want to chat with you all today, it just so happens that she is here."

"Chat?" Xu Manyuan was puzzled. Didn't the villagers say that Professor Zhu came here to do research? Why was he chatting about trivial things?

Zhu Yanfeng smiled and said to everyone in the room: "We have a whole morning today. If you have anything you want to talk to me about, you can tell me. Each person has 20 minutes."

"Oh, this is nonsense," several old men and women who were left behind by Xu Manyuan stood up again, "I wanted to see a doctor, but ended up chatting with someone. Isn't this a waste of time?"

"Why do you have to talk to him when you can talk to anyone else?" Several people walked out chatteringly. Xu Manyuan wanted to stop them, but Zhu Yanfeng smiled and shook his head at him.

"What's your name?" He looked at Shen Weicang again, "We just talked for a while, but I still don't know your name."

Shen Weicang seemed to have just remembered: "My name is Shen Weicang."

She brought up the topic again: "Professor Zhu, is that car outside yours or was it sent by the township?"

Zhu Yanfeng answered all the questions: "We drove here from the capital. We have to go to many places along the way, so it would be more convenient to have a car."

"You are coming from the capital?" Shen Weicang's eyes flashed with a moving look, "The capital is very far from here, right? I heard that we have to take a train to get to the capital from here."

Zhu Yanfeng nodded: "It's a bit far, it takes more than ten hours by train."

He did not forget to continue to throw dirty water on Cheng Qinji: "So it really made me suffer a lot to have him as a driver all the way here. I really shouldn't have agreed to let him follow me in the first place."

Cheng Qinji was so angry that he was fuming. He argued without thinking:

"No, who wants to follow you here? If my uncle hadn't insisted that I follow him, do you think I would be willing to follow you around and suffer?"

"If you are so stubborn, why didn't you just reject my uncle at the beginning? Why are you being so sarcastic to me now?"

Zhu Yanfeng shook his head helplessly and looked at Shen Weicang apologetically:

"Comrade Shen, don't mind it. He has this temper and is too irritable. I brought him out to broaden his horizons because my mentor asked me to do so. I didn't expect..."

As he spoke, he sighed, "I should have checked his driving skills before setting off. It's too late to say anything now."

Shen Weicang felt that his words broadened his horizons: "Will riding in a car be painful? I have never ridden in a car."

Not to mention Xutang Village, the number of times this kind of car can be seen in the entire county in a year can be counted.

So in Shen Weicang's cognition, a car means having money, having money means comfort and enjoyment, and a car also means enjoyment.

Zhu Yanfeng really doesn't know how to appreciate what he has and doesn't know what he is complaining about.

Zhu Yanfeng was not actually complaining about anything. He had never complained about the conditions or road conditions along the way. Now he was just belittling Cheng Qinji in front of Shen Weicang without any instruction.

Hearing this, Cheng Qinji recalled what she had just said. She didn't bother to argue with Zhu Yanfeng, and looked at Shen Weicang with great joy: "It just so happens that we met today, Comrade Shen, why don't I drive you for a ride?"

Zhu Yanfeng frowned: "I'm chatting with Comrade Shen, don't always interrupt."

Cheng Qinji said impatiently, "We've been chatting for more than 20 minutes. Didn't you say 20 minutes per person?"

He turned his head to look at Zhou Minqing and Zhou Minhong who had just followed Shen Weicang in. The two were sitting silently at the table on the other side, grabbing the peanuts on the table and eating them without any hesitation.

"...This female comrade has been waiting for you for a long time," Cheng Qinji choked and looked at Zhu Yanfeng, "You should chat with her."

Zhou Minqing quickly shook her head: "I'm here to accompany my sister. I don't want to chat."

Xu Manyuan was really confused: "Minqing, look at what you are doing! Those peanuts are for our guests Professor Zhu and Mr. Cheng, but you are enjoying them!"

He put on a helpless look and said, "If you don't want to chat, don't bother Professor Zhu here. Didn't Mr. Cheng just say he wanted to take Cang Cang for a ride?"

"Take Minhong with you to play with her," he knew that what he said was a bit shameless, but now in order to get Shen Weicang away from Zhu Yanfeng, he had no choice but to do this.

"Mr. Cheng, you see, the people in our village have never seen the world. Minqing and Minhong are Cangcang's siblings. Why don't you take them for a ride? And make some room for Professor Zhu."

Cheng Qinji certainly had no objection: "Okay, Comrade Shen, let's go out and have some fun. Zhu Yanfeng has to stay here all morning, and it would be boring just to chat."