【A Woman's Mole】(79) Author: Bo Bo Xiong Yong

Author: Bobo Xiongyong
Word Count: 6085

(Seventy-Nine)

If you saw Boss Gao on the street, you would never guess he was
a professor at a nationally renowned university (985/211/formerly ranked among the top five in the country). Instead, you would think he was a fat,
pot-bellied nouveau riche boss. Of course, Professor Gao is essentially a businessman, because his mind is not on the school
or teaching, and he is not dedicated to cultivating students' academic abilities. He spends 80% of his energy on making money.
Most of his time is spent building relationships and securing projects. After securing a project, he becomes a hands-off manager, handing it over to his
company, which now only has seven employees. When the company is too busy, he pulls in students to help.

One of my second-year doctoral students is now in charge of coordinating projects, assigning tasks, and checking progress. In layman's terms,
he is Boss Gao's whip, urging everyone to work...

I am more unfortunate. I follow Boss Gao to run projects, not only carrying his bag but also drinking with him,
essentially becoming his secretary. Boss Gao's company mainly operates in the Yangtze River Delta region, as his network of connections is
primarily concentrated there. The only further out is Yunnan, where some of his graduates apparently hold
mid-level management positions in a design institute.

During that time, I was earning 1300 yuan a month—only 800 of which came from Boss Gao—
working even harder than before I quit, sacrificing my health. Many times I wanted to tell Boss Gao
I was quitting, that I just wanted to stay in school, learn something, and graduate.

When I complained to Wang Ziyue about this, she looked at me with disdain and said in a tactful
tone , "You don't know how lucky you are. Do you think everyone can go out with him for social events? Do you think
I want to spend all day in the office drawing those rubbish drawings? Do you think what you're doing now is useless? Do you
think you can learn anything from a master's degree? After graduation, you're not much different from an undergraduate..."

I knew she was right, but I'm a petty man. Although I agreed, I couldn't
lose face. I glared at her beautiful face, which was filled with disdain, and feigned anger, saying, "Are you itching for
a beating again?!"

"Hehe..." she giggled, covering her mouth. "Zhang Tian, here you go again... Your little tricks
won't work on me!"

"Then what will work on you?"

"Love me!" she said proudly, tilting her head back.

"..." I rolled my eyes, turned my head away, and snorted, "Just you wait!"

"Wait until when?" she asked with a charming smile, not angry at all.

"..." I frowned, puzzled by her reaction, but didn't think much of it and casually said,
"When I start taking care of you!"

"Okay!" she continued to laugh.

"You're not angry?" I looked at her like she was an idiot. She was indeed laughing, laughing
naturally.

"Why would I be angry?" she blinked, then raised her chin confidently and said, "
Even mistresses can have a comeback! Although I don't consider myself a mistress, haha."

"You woman are really..." Looking at that radiant smiling face, I felt a chill run down my spine, and then
a little guilty.

"Hmm? Really what?"

"Terrible!"

"Hehe... thank you for the compliment!" she said with a coquettish laugh, two deep dimples appearing on her cheeks,
"But I must remind you, keeping me isn't so easy..."

"Damn! You actually believed me!" I rolled my eyes at her, "Right now, I'm willing but unable, I
can't even support myself, I can only live off my savings..."

"So, I'm telling you, you should help Boss Gao with more work, even if it's not much money, you can learn
a lot, it will be useful in the future..." she said earnestly, hugging my neck, "When you
can support yourself in the future, then keep me as your mistress!"

"Damn it, how did we end up back to this issue again! Wang Ziyue, can't you be serious for once!"
I cupped her face, pinched it hard, and said angrily. She pouted and said unhappily, "I am serious!"

"How the hell am I supposed to take care of a rich heiress like you?!" I said, half-laughing, half-crying.

"Then I'll take care of you!" she said, grinning her pearly white teeth.

"Can't we talk properly? Be serious!" I snapped, pinching her smooth cheek.

She seemed to know my temper well; my angry expression didn't scare her at all. Instead, she straightened her neck
and said seriously, "Either you take care of me, or I take care of you. You choose!"

"Can't I not take care of you? Can't we just stay like this?"

"No, it's one or the other!" she insisted with a smile.

"Then I'll take care of you..." I nodded reluctantly, "But that'll have to wait until later. Damn,
I feel like I have no hope for the rest of my life..."

"Haha, it's okay, Zhang Tian. If you can't afford to take care of me, then I'll take care of you, haha!" she laughed
slyly, like a cunning little fox who had succeeded in her scheme, revealing her pearly white teeth.

Afterwards, I thought about it and realized I'd fallen for Wang Ziyue's trick again. I could have easily
refused her offer, but I didn't. Perhaps deep down, I had some expectation. Thinking about this,
I chuckled self-deprecatingly. How could I! I can't even support a woman as extravagant as Guo Ying,
let alone Wang Ziyue. Am I supposed to sell myself…?

There was a graduate student dinner for the entire college in late September. In the past, I definitely wouldn't have wanted to attend
, but after starting work, I've gradually changed my mind. After all, it's a special little circle, and getting to know some people
is quite nice. Those days I was helping Professor Gao prepare a bid, which I had to submit the day after tomorrow. I had to tell the Party
Branch Secretary—I've never really understood the purpose of the student Party Branch Secretary position in university; I thought organizing
activities was the responsibility of the college's student union—that I might be late the next night.

My year's graduate student Party branch secretary is named Bai Yang, from Liaoning. I only saw
her once at the class assembly upon entering university. It was during the introduction of student leaders by the faculty's student affairs officer; she gave a brief self-introduction on stage .
I was in the last row and could only catch a glimpse of her from afar. My impression of her was that she was a rather tall girl with a
loud voice, a typical Northeastern girl.

The next day at noon, I received a call from Bai Yang. She immediately called me "Senior" on the phone, her voice...
Her voice was crisp and clear, instantly invigorating. She called to confirm whether I was coming or not, but I was a little
annoyed, thinking, "Didn't I already tell you I might be late? Why do I have to confirm again?" I told her
I still had work to finish, but I'd try my best to get there that evening. She said "Oh," and then explained that because
some people who had initially confirmed they'd be coming had to cancel at the last minute, the large private room we'd booked had become a medium-sized one, and she was worried
there wouldn't be many people left…

I thought about it and decided the tender document was almost finished; I could just finish it in the afternoon, check it, print it
, and bind it. So I told her I'd definitely be there, but maybe a little late.

After hanging up, I was a little puzzled. Why did she call me "senior"? Was she a junior from my undergraduate program? But
I was sure I'd never seen her before, and logically, she couldn't possibly know someone three years her senior.

That evening, I was half an hour late because I couldn't find the place, so I called Bai Yang to come pick me up. When I saw
her, she must have had quite a bit to drink; her oval face was flushed, as if lightly powdered.
This was the first time I'd seen her up close. She had single eyelids, thick eyebrows,
a high and delicate nose with a high bridge, and large ears with plump earlobes. What struck me most was her slender figure; her height made her stand out in a southern
school …

"You're late, you'll have to drink a penalty shot!" she laughed.

"Didn't I already tell you? Why are you doing this again?" I feigned displeasure, gesturing for
her to lead the way.

"That won't do. Several have already been punished, you can't escape it either!" she said,
turning her head , her tone unwavering, her eyes resolute, giving me the feeling that I had to
do as she said.

I assumed it was just because she'd had a few drinks, so I didn't think much of it and instead asked, "Did you know
me before?"

Her hand, which had been on the doorknob, loosened its grip after hearing my question. She leaned against the doorframe,
looked up at me, and smiled, "I know you!" "

But I don't know you..."

"Yes, how could you possibly know me?" she said with a slight smile. "I heard about you from Professor Zeng
..."

"Professor Zeng? You're Professor Zeng's student? How come I didn't know? I've met all her students this year...
"

"No, I was just working on my graduation thesis with Professor Zeng. I heard her mention you once, but you
've already graduated," she said, squinting as she looked me up and down with a sharp gaze that made me uncomfortable
. "I was going to call you 'senior,' but I never expected you to become my classmate... Zhang Tian, hehe.

" "You're a 90s kid, right?" I asked teasingly, looking down at her aloof face.

"What do you mean?" she asked, giving me a wary look.

"You little brat, trying to take advantage of me? From now on, you'll have to call me 'senior,' got it?!" I said
with a sly grin, flicking her smooth forehead.

"Ugh! You're so annoying!" she grumbled, rubbing her forehead. "What's wrong with being a 90s kid? You're discriminating against
us 90s kids?"

"I never said that, you said it yourself!" I laughed and pushed open the door to the private room, leaving her,
her face full of anger, behind.

Actually, I didn't have any prejudice against 90s kids, but I couldn't stand her
acting all high and mighty in front of me. She's just a lowly Party Secretary, acting like a national leader, speaking in such bureaucratic jargon.

First impressions are very important. Thinking of Bai Yang's proud and aloof face, I always felt there was a strange sense of superiority in her
expression , which was very off-putting. So even when she came over to drink with me,
I didn't say "I'll finish mine, you can drink as you like I would with other girls." Instead, I took a small sip and
said to her, "Hey, boss, why aren't you drinking anymore?!"

"Fine, I'll finish mine!" she glared at me, then downed her beer in one gulp.
"How can you have no manners at all?"

"Oh? Manners?" I smiled and said, "What are manners?" "

I can't be bothered with you!" she glared at me and left.

After dinner, they were going to karaoke again. I didn't want to hang out with a bunch of 90s kids, so I made an excuse that I had
something to do and prepared to leave. Before leaving, I went to the restroom, but before I even went in, Bai Yang called out to me, "Zhang Tian, stop!"

She hurried to catch up with me, blocking my way, and glared at me, saying, "Hey, what's wrong with you?
Why are you so upset with me?"

"Am I?" I replied impatiently, "Move aside, I can't hold it in anymore!"

"Explain yourself first!" she stubbornly blocked my path.

I was already in a hurry to pee, and her unreasonable behavior made me even more impatient. I said to her irritably,
"What's there to say?!"

"I just want to know what you don't like about me? Why are you giving me the cold shoulder and ignoring me?"
she insisted, blocking the doorway.

"Heh!" I laughed in exasperation, not wanting to explain at all. I said, "What do you want by blocking my way? Want to
come with me pee?"

She turned her head and saw her back reflected in the men's restroom mirror. She panicked and dodged away. I rushed in
immediately , and just as I pulled down my pants, I heard her outside say, "Zhang Tian, if you've got the guts, don't come out. I'm
waiting here!"

I have a problem: if there's someone standing next to me when I'm in the toilet, it takes me a long time to pee,
especially when someone's staring at me. I just can't pee at all. This time, the situation was different. I knew
there was a feisty girl waiting to settle scores with me at the door, and she was quite pretty. In my opinion, I could play with those legs
for a whole year. Plus, with that aloof face, I actually got an erection, which made it even harder for me to pee
. Hearing Bai Yang repeatedly yelling, "Come out now!", I panicked and shouted back, "
Bai Yang ! I'll make sure you can't pee!"

"Shameless!" she cursed, and then it quieted down outside. I didn't know if she left or stayed
. I waited a while longer before finally peeing. As I pulled up my pants and walked out, I
was startled by two wide-eyed stares in the mirror when I reached the door. I cursed, "Damn it!" I wanted to hide, but then
I thought, what's there to be afraid of? I continued to slowly fasten my belt, teasing her, "Why aren't you going to sing? Did
you wait all this time just to see how I pull up my pants?"

"Your smile is so lewd!" she turned her face away and snapped, "I'd rather not go singing than let you
get away with this !"

"I'm scared of you!" I said, half-laughing and half-crying, "Then I'm not coming out!"

"You'd better not go back tonight if you dare!" she snapped, clearly determined to get back at me, and crossed her arms.

Seeing that she was determined to get what she wanted, I had no choice but to come out and say to her, holding my breath,
"I'm out. Let's talk this out.

" "Then you say it!" she said, glancing at me sideways, "I'm not done with you until we get to the bottom of this!"

Her look and tone annoyed me again. I coldly swept my gaze across her proud and aloof face and said indifferently,
"I can't be bothered with you!" Then I hurriedly left.

"Zhang Tian, I'm not done with you!" Bai Yang's shrill, angry roar came from behind me.

When I got back to school, Wang Ziyue had just come out of the public bathroom. When I rushed over to see her, she was drying her wet hair under a streetlamp
. She probably noticed I wasn't in a good mood, so she nudged me with her warm arm and asked,
"What's wrong?"

I hesitated for a moment before telling her what had happened that evening.

"Oh? Bai Yang?" she muttered to herself, frowning.

"You know her?"

she hesitated, seemingly reluctant to answer, but I asked again, "You know Bai Yang?" She then gave
a light stern look and said, "No, but I've heard of her. She's a bit of a celebrity..."
A strange smile appeared on her beautiful face, flushed from her bath.

"Oh? How so?" I asked, intrigued by Wang Ziyue's words.

"Don't you know?" she glanced at me and said, "That's right, you've been out of school for three years..."

"It's said she's slept with quite a few men, even with one of the guys she went with to teach in a rural area.
But that's just what I heard from others; I don't know the specifics..."

"That's quite something!" For some reason, I was convinced Wang Ziyue was telling the truth, even though she emphasized
it was just hearsay.

Remembering that aloof and arrogant face, I sighed, "You can't judge a book by its cover..."

"Giggle..." Wang Ziyue covered her mouth and laughed, her captivating eyes glancing at me teasingly,
"You'd better watch out! Men who get on Bai Yang's good side usually don't end well, haha..."

I didn't feel the sense of crisis Wang Ziyue mentioned; instead, I felt a little anticipation, wondering how Bai Yang would
treat me.

"Zhang Tian!" Wang Ziyue pinched my arm and scolded, "You're not interested in Bai Yang, are you?!"

She actually saw through my intentions at a glance. How could I let her find my weakness? I said disdainfully, "
How could I?! I can't stand her aloof attitude!"

"Hmph!" She squinted at me and said, "Don't say I didn't warn you later!"

Before parting, Wang Ziyue whispered in my ear, "I noticed when I was showering just now that my pubic hair has grown back
..."

"Then I'll cut it for you..." I said excitedly.

"Hehe..." she giggled, biting her lip. "No! I'll shave it myself later, hehe..."
With that, she hopped up the steps like a sparrow and tumbled into the apartment building.

"Damn! What a seductive little vixen!"

The next morning, I handed the project proposal to Boss Gao. He didn't even glance at it before setting it aside,
saying, "The bidding starts next week. You'll be coming to Xuzhou with me."

I agreed. He took out his students' schedules, found my class schedule, and then added, "
Come to the company for a meeting next Monday afternoon. It'll be the company's first all-hands meeting. Don't be late."

I didn't have any classes on Monday afternoon, so I nodded in agreement. He nodded to indicate that it was alright. Before leaving, I asked him
if he wanted to see the proposal.

He waved his hand, saying he'd talk about it when he had time, then looked at me mysteriously and said, "Actually, it's just a
formality. Nobody will look at this stuff."

"Damn it," I cursed inwardly. "Why didn't you say so earlier? If I had known, I
wouldn't have bothered with all that work. I could have just found a template online and filled in the blanks. I was such a fool to treat it like such an important task, spending
several days on it."

A few days later, on Monday afternoon, I arrived at Boss Gao's company. Boss Gao wasn't there yet. Since I had nothing to do,
I chatted with the six or seven newly hired employees. Just as I was getting into the conversation, the door to the innermost
office suddenly opened, and a woman who looked to be in her thirties walked out. I realized I didn't
recognize her, and she didn't look like a company employee. Besides, I hadn't heard Boss Gao mention hiring anyone.
Luckily I reacted quickly, because the person who came out of that office was definitely not a simple company employee.

I was about to stand up and greet her when I heard her smile and say, "Little Zhang, right? You're here early!"

Her voice was soft and pleasant to listen to. A little embarrassed, I stood up and stammered,
"Teacher...Teacher's wife?"

She smiled slightly and said, "Yes, sit down. Your teacher will be here soon. I just took a nap inside."

I was so awkward. She was napping inside, and I was making a racket outside. My first
impression was definitely not good.

"It's okay, you guys continue chatting," she said, showing no displeasure on her face, and then went to the restroom.

I glared at the guys who had been bragging to me and muttered angrily, "Why didn't you tell me she was here?"

"Who is she?!" one of the guys asked, looking confused.

"Damn!" I rolled my eyes at him, thinking to myself, with this kind of cluelessness, how will he ever get by in society?

"My teacher's wife, your boss!" I said irritably.

"Wow! I thought she was the company's accountant!" another guy said.

...

When Boss Gao introduced his teacher's wife, he used a very formal title: the company's general manager and accountant, surnamed Shen. I
stole a glance at my teacher's wife. She seemed to be around the same age as Boss Gao, but she was well-maintained and looked to be only thirty-five
or thirty-six. I thought to myself, I should call her President Shen from now on; calling her "teacher's wife" felt a bit strange. I glanced again at
Boss fat, bloated face and couldn't help but sigh: "What a waste of a beautiful flower on a pile of cow dung!"

I didn't really pay attention to what Boss Gao said at the meeting. No wonder his
wife , and he was merely a technical consultant, focusing his main energy on the school, and so on…

President Shen said a few words, nothing more than encouraging everyone to work hard, but I
heard because her voice was just so beautiful…

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