CHAPTER 575: 393.

For Mr. Lu, the first day of school felt more like seamlessly switching from a fully wound social clock to a youthful campus.

In the large public class, the brothers from room 603 sat together, whispering and chatting.

"Lao Zhang, shouldn’t you thank Brother Lu for getting here today?"

Liu Yisheng, who had just received the second prize scholarship, kept winking at Zhang Gaoqiang.

"Thank me for what?"

Lu Jincheng, playing with his phone, waved his hand dismissively.

"Winning a scholarship is because Lao Zhang’s grades are good and he’s diligent and hardworking, what does it have to do with me?"

"I’m not talking about the scholarship."

Qiang Zhihao, sitting by the window, chimed in with a smile.

"Lao Zhang is in love, didn’t you know?"

"Huh?"

Lu Jincheng looked up, scanning his roommates’ expressions: "I really didn’t know."

"Who’s to blame for not staying in the dorm before returning to school? You’re out of the loop."

Liu Yisheng began gossiping.

"The brothers are right; you do need to thank him, Lao Lu..."

Zhang Gaoqiang scratched his head, a slightly embarrassed smile appearing on his face.

"After I was responsible for assistant trainer training, there was a newcomer in the company, not very familiar with the business, often making mistakes, and got scolded by the accompanied broadcasters several times."

"She often came to me for extra tutoring, and one thing led to another, just..."

Recalling the bits of the past, the man’s honest expression hid sweetness.

"She started chasing you, just say it openly!"

Qiang Zhihao couldn’t stand his roommate hemming and hawing and immediately added.

Zhang Gaoqiang has been Jiang Yu’s perfectly cooperating partner recently.

As Jiang Yu’s number one utility person, Qiang Zhihao heard plenty of roommate little stories.

Such as being serious, earnest, hardworking, and diligent...

Meanwhile, through these strengths, he truly achieved results.

Promotion, income increase, even girls having feelings for him.

Real feelings.

...

The first person to notice Zhang Gaoqiang’s budding romance was undoubtedly the sharp-eyed Jiang Yu.

When she first saw the breakfast set up on the partner’s desk, across three giant screens, she couldn’t resist giving him a teasing and ambiguous look.

Zhang Gaoqiang just lowered his head and chuckled.

The second time, Jiang Yu had already proactively taken the breakfast sent by that girl, easily placing it on Zhang Gaoqiang’s desk.

During the process, a heart-shaped note fluttered out; she glimpsed the signature, which had two neat characters.

Lan Lan.

She was stunned, recalling an image of a mid-length hair smiling obediently.

If she remembered correctly, it was the cute girl from a surrounding city who interviewed for assistant trainer together with Mou Keyan.

By the third breakfast, Jiang Yu further discovered that Zhang Gaoqiang could now calmly eat at his workstation.

Pork face bean paste bun, egg pancake sprinkled with white sesame seeds and shredded nori, a small cup of hand-ground soy milk.

And a peach-shaped note placed beside it.

Written on it: "Mr. Zhang! Don’t forget to eat breakfast!"

Signed, still Lan Lan.

Jiang Yu couldn’t help but glance over and jested with a smile.

"Is this considered an office romance?"

Zhang Gaoqiang blushed immediately, pondering how to respond for quite a while.

He couldn’t figure out if the company had a regulation on this.

If he indeed were to be with Lan Lan, involved in an office romance, would Lu Jincheng think he was abusing his position and have a problem with him?

Thus, Zhang Gaoqiang privately consulted He Ying several times.

The latter looked over with a smile that seemed half-mocking, giving him a completely reassuring answer.

"The boss doesn’t care about anyone eating forbidden fruit at work, having office romances."

"He only cares about your output and ability; as long as your ability is strong enough to bring more benefits to the company, he wouldn’t mind you dating the company’s female broadcasters."

"But I’m just giving an example; you understand yourself."

"I see, thank you, Senior Sister He."

Whenever Zhang Gaoqiang chatted with He Ying, he always clasped his hands, being very polite.

Of course, he had self-awareness.

Each company’s female broadcaster is a Golden Phoenix; how could they fancy a mere assistant trainer?

Though they seem like the left and right arms of the partnership, the female broadcasters live in big apartments, ride business cars, frequent high-end malls—it’s a world he can’t step into no matter what.

Spending ability is an invisible interval, fixing the company’s different employees on their respective tracks, operating independently.

The real opportunity for the two to make progress came one morning when a new product was launched.

Zhang Gaoqiang came to workstations with dark circles, and Jiang Yu, still with a refined look, glanced up and asked.

"Worked overtime last night?"

"The new product’s documentation isn’t quite there."

He yawned, nodded.

Set down the notebook computer, connected the monitor, and dived into work; Zhang Gaoqiang’s eyes focused on the screen, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

Habitually picked up the cup, took a sip of water.

— But it was warm, thick, fragrant, subtly sweet.

Zhang Gaoqiang paused, looking into the cup, hot almond, sesame, and oat porridge.

"Oh, forgot to remind you, Lan Lan made it for you."

Jiang Yu’s smile beamed.

"Before you arrived, she even wiped your desk clean, saying you often stay up late and don’t like eating breakfast, forcing herself to help you build the habit."

Zhang Gaoqiang felt his heart warm suddenly.

After the livestream that day, the new product’s sales broke yet another record.

By coincidence, just before the end of the workday, it was the assistant trainer department’s bi-weekly meeting, and during experience sharing in the meeting room, Lan Lan was sitting right beside him.

After the meeting dispersed, intentionally or unintentionally, only he and she remained in the meeting room.