Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 98 Unmarried Cohabitation
"I won't move!" Xiangyi's expression was extremely firm, "That's my home."

The Deputy Prime Minister seemed very angry, put his hands on his waist, stretched out his index finger, and pointed at the disheartened niece in front of him.

After taking a breath, he finally paused to suppress his anger so that he didn't let himself say too harsh words.

"You're a big girl, you can see for yourself how ridiculous it is to live in an unmarried man's house?" the deputy prime minister said angrily.

Xiangyi was angry: "Isn't uncle also an unmarried man? Is it appropriate for me to live with my uncle?"

"Can I be like that kind of person? Look what you're talking about?" The Deputy Prime Minister was a little out of breath.

"I've known for a long time that this Su Yiqi is not a kind person. Look at you staying with him. You've learned to be bad. You were not such a careless person before!"

"That kind of person? What kind of person is uncle referring to?" After Xiangyi asked, there was a long silence between the two of them.

Turning around as if fleeing, Jian Anran climbed up to the eighth floor from the stairs on the side of the corridor.

Across the entire corridor on the eighth floor, and then down the stairs on the other side, a long circle, and finally back to the office.

On the other side, the voices of the vice-principal's uncle and nephew could not be heard clearly here, and Jian Anran didn't want to pry into other people's privacy, so she went straight back to the office.

Whether it's cohabitation or relationship, these are all things that have nothing to do with her.

As far as she is concerned, the top priority is to finish the imminent midterm exam and the tragic design of professional courses that she has to mention even though she doesn't want to mention it again.

Jane Anran sat on the workstation, her legs were off the ground, and she pushed towards the table vigorously, and the office chair turned clockwise.

Grabbing the edge of the table firmly again, the chair's rotation stopped abruptly.

She glanced thoughtfully at the table piled up like a hill, stretched out her hand to push aside the documents, and the keyboard on the table came into view.

As if venting her anger, she tapped the Enter key a few times frantically, the computer screen turned on, and she inserted her mobile hard disk into the socket.

With a "thud thud", the folder on the hard disk popped out from the desktop.

The folder of professional courses was huge, and she just quietly watched the copy-pasted progress bar crawl slowly.

When the green strip finally came to an end, she pulled out the hard drive and began to immerse herself in her own design.

She compiled all the key points that Professor Zhang said that day into an electronic version, and recorded them in the memo on her mobile phone.

Jian Anran leaned her mobile phone aside to check it at all times.

"Ah, the school girl hasn't finished her homework for this professional class yet? Haven't you finished evaluating the pictures?" The piercing voice came to my ears again.

Jian Anran looked up, only to realize that Xiangyi came in at some unknown time, leaning against her desk, staring at the drawings on her screen.

"Is it the second debate?" Xiangyi deliberately pretended to be very surprised.

As she said that, she glanced at Jian Anran's cell phone, "The school girl is quite attentive, sorting out all the problems."

"I didn't say that after putting in so much effort in the professional class, I still have to argue. Should the junior think about whether she is really suitable for this line of work?" Xiangyi began to get angry again.

The cynicism pierced into the eardrums, and Jian Anran didn't intend to take it to heart.

Mi Yingying's lesson from the past, no matter what Xiangyi said, she remained indifferent and let the other party talk until Song Qi, who was wearing earphones, couldn't hold back and cast a cold sideways glance.

"Student Xiangyi, please draw the picture first if you have time."

The corners of her lips drooped, Xiangyi was obviously not very happy.

But it is true that she was the first to criticize. She wanted to say something else, but after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't think of anything.

Giving up on that, Xiangyi sat back at her desk with some reluctance.

The office finally returned to tranquility again. Jian Anran first closed her eyes and took a deep breath to adjust her mentality.

Focusing her consciousness on the mouse held tightly in her right hand, she put her left hand on the keyboard, and followed the direction she planned step by step to modify on the original drawing.

Time also seemed to become quiet because of this concentration, until she finished drawing the whole part, it seemed that she slowly walked out of the drawing.

When Wen Siheng walked out of the small office, he glanced at it, turned his head and said with a smile, "It's not bad."

Although she heard this sentence clearly, Jian Anran didn't look back, she just stared at her screen, not willing to talk to him.

……

It was already a week after meeting Mi Yingying again.

During this week, Jian Anran and Song Qi were called to the dean's office several times.

I have asked them separately countless times to verify the cause of the incident at the beginning, and the answers of the two of them are quite similar.

Originally thinking that they were protecting each other, the teachers in the department dug out many details, and their answers were still the same.

It was finally confirmed that what Jian Anran and Song Qi said were true, the leaders finally found time to discuss together.

On the one hand, Xiangyi insisted not to offer an understanding, and on the other hand, the Deputy Prime Minister insisted on dealing with Mi Yingying seriously, so the progress of the discussion stalled for a while.

But even so, it seems that the existing evidence is not enough to be a valid reason to expel Mi Yingying.

When the last meeting was over and he walked out of the meeting room, the Deputy Prime Minister's expression was very bad.

A few days later, the punishment result was posted on the lobby on the first floor of the department building——

Mi Yingying, a postgraduate student of the 2023 class, caused a classmate to be injured due to a quarrel and negligence. She will be demerited once and will be disqualified from the scholarship evaluation and evaluation for that year.

Although the major demerit seems to have a great impact at present, but fortunately, Mi Yingying is still a freshman.

As long as she performs well in the next two years, such punishment can be revoked before graduation, and it will not have much impact on the future.

It was precisely because of this matter that, in order to avoid suspicion, the dean specially called Wen Siheng over, and did not know what he had specially ordered.

Soon Xiangyi's scholarship was also cancelled, and only Song Qi was selected from their studio.

Song Qi's personal ability is outstanding, and he is also very responsible in his work. When the promotion list came out, no one had any objections.

In the end, Mi Yingying's application for group transfer still had no result. After waiting for a few days, she still decided to go back to the office.

While waiting for the approval of the above process, I rushed to finish the work at hand. When the transfer is successful, I can hand over the current work.

In fact, it wasn't that the department or the school rejected her application, but that the current tutors really didn't have enough places to accept new students.

The only location that is open is the office of the Deputy Prime Minister.

(End of this chapter)