IHWL – Chapter 90.2

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    Su Jishi took the delegation around the school all day and went home so tired that her bones were falling apart.

    In the evening, she talked about it when she had a video call with Mu Xiulun.

    Mu Xiulun was now in England. The two were separated by the Pacific Ocean before, and now by the Atlantic Ocean. They were both busy, and due to the time difference, it was rare for them to video call and chat with each other usually. They would mostly do their own thing, and occasionally looked up at each other.

    But today, Su Jishi had a belly full of things to say.

    After listening to her account, Mu Xiulun asked her, “Do you need my help?”

    Su Jishi: “How?”

    Mu Xiulun: “I happen to have acquired a new company that does geological research on the Arctic Circle, and the branch is located in your state.”

    Su Jishi: “!!! When did you acquire it?”

    Mu Xiulun: “Didn’t you mention earlier that you wanted to intern at their company when you were a graduate student? However, the interviewer ended up being perfunctory when he saw that you were Chinese?”

    “…” Su Jishi herself forgot about this matter. That interviewer was very mean. The interviewer explicitly and implicitly mocked her nationality, so she left in a fit of anger. Of course, when she left, she did not forget to write an email to the HR to explain this matter, but in the end, she did not receive a reply. It seemed that the other company’s culture was so xenophobic. She said, “They don’t want Chinese employees.”

    “Hmm, so I gave them a Chinese boss directly.”

    Su Jishi never thought that her casual complaint could make him remember it for so long.

    Nevertheless … the overbearing President’s method of solving problems could be really simple and brutal. When he said he’d buy stocks, he’d go for it.

    Su Jishi: “But I don’t want to work for that company now, you know?”

    But Mu Xiulun said, “Then you can go to that company and become the boss.”

    Su Jishi: “???”

    Mu Xiulun: “The equity document has your name.”

    Only then did Su Jishi realize that he was the real overbearing president.

    ……

    Soon, the company sent an invitation letter, kindly inviting the delegation to visit their place.

    The delegation initially planned to stay in the city for a week, but their schedule was now reduced to three days.

    Su Jishi’s pressure was reduced twice.

    During these three days, they were all around the lab, sharing their experiences and exchanging results.

    Dean Zhang also stopped being Sherlock Holmes, and no longer looked at Su Jishi with that inquisitive gaze.

    Su Jishi finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

    At the end of the dinner on the third day, several professors hesitantly approached Su Jishi and asked her in embarrassment, if there was a mahjong parlor in the local Chinatown.

    It turned out that these old professors especially liked to play mahjong. In this foreign country, unable to eat authentic Chinese cuisine was hard enough; now that they had gone so long without touching mahjong, their hands were really itchy.

    Su Jishi said, “If you want to play mahjong, you don’t have to go to Chinatown. There is a mahjong interest club in our school.”

    It was just that the mahjong club members were all blondes and blue-eyed foreigners, most of whom were high achievers in the math and computer science departments.

    Su Jishi took them to the mahjong club. It just so happened that today was their activity today. In the large classroom, seven or eight tables were neatly lined up, and people were standing next to each table to observe.

    The clatter and tossing of mahjong tiles were everywhere in the room. The spectacle was so shocking, astounding the old professors.

    There were seven professors who came to relieve their addiction, and if they were divided into two tables, there was bound to be a missing player on the other table.

    They called Su Jishi to play with them, but she declined.

    Dean Zhang looked at her eagerly: “Come on, it’s very simple. I’ll just teach you!”

    Su Jishi was really reluctant to reject everyone, so she could only sit at the table.

    Fortunately, she was smart. After a few rounds, she gradually got the hang of it.

    Seeing that she had gotten familiar, a female professor next to her proposed to add some chips.

    Dean Zhang asked, “How much is a game?”

    The female professor: “Let’s not play too big, just one dollar.”

    Everyone gladly agreed.

    Su Jishi was not so lucky in this game. Coupled with the high morale of the other three, Su Jishi could not stand up to them and became the biggest loser after one round.

    Su Jishi didn’t know until the final checkout. It turned out that the ‘one dollar per game’ Mahjong said was just the ‘minimum bet’. Win or lose, it must be doubled!

    As to how exactly did they double it, Su Jishi also did not understand. In any case, in just this game, Su Jishi owed the female professor 7 dollars, Dean Zhang 12 dollars, and the last person 5 dollars.

    Su Jishi, who had lost her first game, became more and more courageous as she asked, “Is this twenty-four RMB or dollars?”

    Dean Zhang said, “RMB, RMB. Too much betting is already gambling.”

    Su Jishi thought, I’m now President Su. I want to trench, but it’s a pity that I can’t.

    After a few games, the crowd lost and won. Everyone wrote the money they owed on small slips of paper and waited for the final settlement.

    Su Jishi suffered a little loss, be it a win or a loss.

    She didn’t expect Dean Zhang to be a master and make a big profit.

    He earned a big profit, and naturally some people suffered a big loss.

    The female professor had a few bad hands in a row, and she inevitably became irritable in the end.

    It was her turn to draw tiles again.

    After she looked at the tile in her hand, her eyes lit up, and she smiled toothlessly, “Hu!”

    As she said that, she quickly pushed down her tiles.

    The white tiles fell neatly on the table, matching her smiling face. She looked extra festive.

    “Come, come, give me money!” The female professor happily extended her hand. “I’ll sit on the bank this time!”

    “Wait!” Who would have thought, her opponent suddenly pressed her hand, “Ms. Wang, your tile is not right…”

    “What’s wrong?”

    While muttering, Su Jishi glanced at the tiles, and after taking a closer look, she really found that something was wrong!

    It turned out that the female professor was in a hurry and misread the tiles. There was a tile that should have been played long ago, but she left it behind.

    The deck of cards that was pushed down wasn’t even a hand!

    Her opponent said proudly, “You’re swindling Hu, ah.”

    Su Jishi asked, “What do you mean by swindle?”

    Dean Zhang: “Swindle is a fake hand that is actually not a hand at all. Some of them are unintentional, and some of them are intentional frauds by the person playing the cards.”

    The female professor’s face turned a bit ugly.

    She was the dealer, and it was a fraudulent hand, so she was going to lose a lot of money here and there.

    She sarcastically counted up her score and, after a while, insisted that she was not feeling well and did not intend to play anymore.

    Everyone originally agreed to calculate the money and pay after the mahjong game, but she said she didn’t bring RMB, which was inconvenient.

    When her opponent saw that she couldn’t afford to lose at her age and even tried to cheat, he deliberately said, “You can also pay in dollars. The exchange rate is 7.”

    The female professor’s face turned even more ugly.

    Dean Zhang came out to round up the situation: “Hey, we are all a group out here for a study tour. We don’t really need this dozen of dollars…Moreover, there are so many foreign students here. If we let others see us cause such a fuss over a game, how bad that would be, ah! Let’s talk about it back at the hotel.”

    The female professor found a leeway and walked away without looking back.

    She also gave a Hmph to the player and turned to leave.

    Su Jishi was bewildered. She really did not understand how a mahjong game could lead to so many love-hate relationships.

    Dean Zhang kindly explained to her: “How could it be due to the mahjong game? The two of them are old rivals. You steal my students, I steal your subject. After so many decades of fighting, to this day, they still don’t understand their fighting!”

    Su Jishi said with a headache: “I didn’t think being a teacher in school would be so troublesome.”

    “Isn’t it?” Dean Zhang reminded her, “Su Jin, I think with your character, you are not suitable to teach in colleges. It’s good for you to do your studies and research in a down-to-earth way.”

    Su Jishi nodded: “I really don’t fit to be a teacher. I’m more suitable for a geological exploration team.”

    Who would have thought that before she finished her sentence, Dean Zhang showed a Look, you’ve betrayed yourself! smile.

    Su Jishi: “…”

    Su Jishi: “……”

    Su Jishi: “………”

    Su Jishi’s brain quickly replayed the conversation they had just had.

    Finally, she understood how she had been exposed.

    She gritted her teeth and said, “… Dean Zhang, you’re swindling Hu ah!”

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