Gold Medal Sweetheart

Chapter 38: Fortune and Misfortune

After sitting down, they didn't dare to speak, not wanting to attract Wang Xiao's attention. So, they played the good boy card and sent a WeChat message under the table.

The angel was also crazy: "Why did you come just now?"

"I didn't know about the meeting. When were you notified?"

The angel was also crazy: "Are you late?"

: "How do you know?"

Angels are also crazy: "As a normal reasoning for a friend who understands you, okay? -_-|||"

"But I was just almost late. I entered the school gate on time before 8 o'clock. O(n_n)O~" Tang Xin said with a sense of accomplishment.

The angel was also crazy: "..." An Qi cast an unbearable look at the person sitting quietly next to her, and unconsciously lamented how she could have made friends with such a person who had no pursuit in life.

"Today's general meeting is to announce something important to everyone." Wang Xiao pushed his glasses and said.

The entire meeting room fell silent as the principal spoke, and some teachers even took out their notebooks to record the meeting's spirit. These fine meeting ethos were established and solidified by Principal Wang since he took office.

"Everyone knows the situation at our school. As a private school, our long-term development depends on funding and student recruitment. These two aspects are mutually reinforcing. Without funding, we can't build campus infrastructure, and therefore can't attract students, so the school can't survive. Without students, we can't make a profit, we can't recoup our funds, and ultimately, we can't survive. For several years, I have been committed to building our school into a top-tier private school in the country. However, Mr. Zhang, the school's founder and investor, has not injected any funds into the school in recent years, and the school has therefore lost its vitality. But—" Principal Wang changed the subject, his spirits lifted, his tone noticeably more powerful, and his eyes shone brightly. The colleagues were also drawn to this "but". Tang Xin and An Qi also stopped their personal work and looked up at the podium.

Although everyone remained silent, they couldn't help but speculate what had happened. Could it be that Mr. Zhang had finally given up on Principal Wang's constant nagging and decided to invest in a new teaching building? Or was there something else going on?

Seeing everyone eagerly awaiting the next part, Principal Wang was very satisfied and continued, "From today on, our school will have a brand new look and will steadily move towards its goal of becoming a first-class private school. This is because our school has welcomed a new investor, a young and talented man with courage, insight, and vision. He is Mr. Jin Taize, President of the Shi Tian Group, a leading hotel company in the country. Let us give a warm round of applause to our new chairman, Mr. Jin."

At the mention of the prestigious name of the Shi Tian Group, every teacher present seemed eager to see its true face. All eyes were fixed on the door behind the small conference room connected to the main one, typically used for VIPs. Just one person's local area suddenly shifted from bright sunshine and a gentle breeze to a blanket of dark clouds and a threatening storm. Someone couldn't help but sigh, truly embodying the saying, "The heavens are full of unpredictable events, and we are subject to misfortunes and blessings at any moment." However, a quick and rough calculation suggested that the frequency of these "misfortunes" was a bit high. Thus, someone's expression remained expressionless, but inwardly, he was furious—"Heaven, can you please spare me a chance to live?"

Amidst thunderous applause, the door to the small conference room slowly opened. A tall, muscular man in a gray suit and black shirt stepped into view. His suit highlighted his well-trained physique, his honey-colored skin, and his health shone with a masculine fortitude. His deep eyes, like the beauty of a lake after the mist has dissipated, drew one in, yet held a mysterious air that made him difficult to approach. The applause in the conference room suddenly faded, as everyone's attention was focused on the calm, composed, and slightly aloof young man before them. Indeed, it must be said that he was the Creator's most persistent and deeply cherished favorite.

"Wow, so tall, rich, and handsome really can be combined in one person. It's such a waste of resources for this young man from the Shitian Group to not become a star!" An Qi smacked her lips, staring straight ahead, feeling sorry for Boss Jin. She subconsciously patted Tang Xin beside her, intending to share her experience of admiring handsome men with her good friend, but received no response. So she turned her head and saw something that defied common sense—

When Kim Tae-taek appeared, everyone was dazzled by the dazzling presence of a star. Only one person, quick to react, picked up a notebook, quickly opened it, and placed it on the table, his head tucked behind it. His furtive demeanor resembled that of a traitor from a certain era.

Tang Xin and An Qi usually enjoyed discussing which male celebrities were more handsome, who was more stylish, and even chatting about entertainment gossip. So An Qi reasoned that while Tang Xin wasn't as sensitive to handsome men as she was, he'd still embrace the March 8th spirit when it came to matters of political change that affected his personal interests, and so he'd probably be eager to crane his neck a little further, just like her. But while An Qi noticed this illogicality, she had no time to think about Tang Xin. After a moment's pause, she returned to her main task—looking at handsome men.

The principal's impassioned speech and the teachers' enthusiastic applause failed to convey how deeply moved Jin Tae-taek was by the welcome. The principal, beaming, stepped forward and shook Jin Tae-taek's hand. Jin Tae-taek extended his hand politely in response, but the fleeting smile didn't linger on his handsome, masculine face for long. This brief change, however, gave him a uniquely calm and reserved air.

An Qi couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration: "It's really a perfect combination of inner and outer beauty. The genes are so good!" An Qi's current expression can definitely be compared to a WeChat emoticon, that is the hemiplegic photo with red hearts in the eyes and drooling.

Jin Taize was escorted to the podium by Principal Wang, who conscientiously stepped aside to await Mr. Jin's speech. Jiaojiao, seated in the first row, softened her pampered demeanor, straightened her slender back, lowered one long, fair leg from the other, and, after slightly joining them, let it droop slightly beneath the table. Finally, she used both hands to adjust her collar and skirt. With a sweet smile, she managed to transform herself into the adorable girl-next-door in a split second.

Jin Taize stood before the microphone, his hands resting on the podium. His seemingly casual gesture, owing to his good upbringing, revealed an extraordinary presence. He surveyed the room's faculty, his natural leadership demeanor reminiscent of a Roman general reviewing his troops. Everyone, in unison, awaited his first address.