mijobooks Chapter 128 Director He, you've misled me!
Chapter 128 Director He, you've misled me!
In just a few words, he sensed that Ye Fan had a cheerful and easygoing personality, and spoke very casually.
He patted Ye Fan on the shoulder: "Come on, come on, I've prepared all the paperwork for you. Did you bring the admission notice?"
Ye Fan took out the admission notice from his bag and handed it to He Bowen.
He Bowen then noticed the two girls in the car and asked, "Ye Fan, is this your car?"
"It's not mine."
Ye Fan explained, "It's my friend's car. These two are my classmates from high school, we came here together, and they have a lot of luggage, so it's inconvenient for them to take a taxi. My car isn't really suitable for three people today."
The rear window rolled down at the right moment, revealing Pei Yi'an and Tang Yanning's faces.
Tang Yanning smiled brightly and said in a clear voice, "Hello, Director He! My name is Tang Yanning, and I'm a classmate of Ye Fan and Sister Yi'an!"
Pei Yi'an nodded slightly, his voice cool but polite: "Hello, Director He, I am Pei Yi'an."
He Bowen's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed with delight, "Oh! Great! Welcome, welcome! Ye Fan, not only have you, the top scorer, come here yourself, but you've also brought us two such outstanding classmates. What a pleasant surprise!"
He turned to the two women and said, "Quick, give me your acceptance letters too, let's process them together!"
Under He Bowen's arrangement, security guard Lao Wang quickly raised the barrier. Ye Fan drove the car into the school gate and parked it on the side of the road where it wouldn't obstruct traffic.
He Bowen specifically instructed the security guard: "Old Wang, this is Ye Fan, the top scorer in the college entrance examination. From now on, his car is allowed to enter and exit the campus. I'll send you the photo later, and I'll also speak to the security department."
This is the special treatment given to top talents.
With the admissions director, Bowen, personally overseeing everything, the registration process was incredibly fast, almost like it was on repeat.
The three of them only need to sign their names on a few key forms, and all the procedures are completed instantly.
Tang Yanning whispered to Pei Yi'an, "Wow, Sister Yi'an, that's so fast!"
Pei Yi'an nodded, his gaze sweeping over the other freshmen who were queuing in long lines, a thoughtful look in his cool eyes.
It's true what they say, having connections makes things easier!
Under the watchful eyes of countless curious or envious gazes, Ye Fan returned to the driver's seat, while He Bowen happily sat in the passenger seat.
As the senior students at the welcome point watched, the Audi A4L slowly drove into the depths of Nanjing University's campus.
Behind them, a murmur of discussion erupted instantly:
"Holy crap! That junior in the Audi was Ye Fan? The top scorer in the country? He's so handsome!"
"I'm so regretful! Why didn't I rush up and ask for her WeChat?! What happened to Director He?! The opportunity was too fleeting!"
"Those two female freshmen in the back seat are so beautiful! One is lively and cute, the other is a cool and aloof goddess! Are they also freshmen?"
"That's a top-of-the-line Audi A4L, right? It must cost over 400,000 yuan! They must be rolling in money!"
"A tall, rich, and handsome guy plus a top student! And two stunningly beautiful classmates...this is an absolute dream!"
"Director He, you've ruined my chance to find a partner!!"
"Don't even think about it. Didn't you see her aura? She's from a completely different world than us..."
He Bowen waited patiently at the South Gate for many days, and his intentions were naturally far more than simply guiding Ye Fan to complete the registration procedures.
His true mission was to take Ye Fan to fulfill the weighty promise of "special admission for the top scorer".
Ye Fan first drove the car to the dormitory building of the college where Pei Yi'an and Tang Yanning belonged.
He Bowen got out of the car himself, greeted the dormitory manager, and explained the situation.
Soon, two enthusiastic female students came running over to help carry the luggage.
Before getting out of the car, Tang Yanning made a phone call gesture to Ye Fan, smiling brightly: "Ye Zi, make sure you've settled things and made contact!"
Pei Yi'an bowed slightly to He Bowen: "Thank you, Director He."
She then turned to Ye Fan, her cool eyes carrying a hint of inquiry.
Ye Fan nodded: "I'll contact you later."
The two girls then entered the dormitory building, surrounded by their senior classmates.
After watching them leave, He Bowen directed Ye Fan to drive the car to a quiet area deep within Nanjing University.
Here, nestled among lush bamboo groves, lies a tranquil environment with several well-maintained, vintage-style detached houses.
This is the residence of senior professors and one of the most valuable resources of the university.
One of the buildings was a "top scholar perk" specially reserved to attract Ye Fan.
The car stopped in front of a courtyard with white walls, gray tiles, and a small garden.
He Bowen introduced with a hint of pride: "Ye Fan, this is it. The key and all the necessary documents are inside. From now on, this will be your home at Nanjing University."
Ye Fan got out of the car and looked around.
The bamboo grove rustled, and the birds sang sweetly; the environment was truly impeccable.
Having a private courtyard is a privilege that any student would envy.
However, a strange sense of alienation swept through Ye Fan's heart.
University is not just a place for learning, but also a melting pot where youth collide and interpersonal relationships intertwine. The laughter and banter, late-night talks, and even the friction and disputes in the dormitory in my previous life—those fragments of memories full of life suddenly become exceptionally clear.
"Director He."
Ye Fan withdrew his gaze and said sincerely, "Thank you very much for the school and for your kindness. I will accept this courtyard; it is indeed very nice. However..." He changed the subject and made a request that He Bowen had not expected, "I would also like to apply for a regular student dormitory bed."
He Bowen was stunned, thinking he had misheard: "Dormitory beds? You mean... you still want to live in a dormitory?"
You have a detached house but still want to live in a dormitory?
Ye Fan smiled and explained, "Director He, university life feels incomplete without the banter and late-night talks with roommates after lights out."
He said it half-jokingly and half-seriously.
Looking at Ye Fan's calm yet expectant eyes, He Bowen was filled with emotion: This top scholar is indeed extraordinary! This pursuit of the everyday life makes him seem more real and down-to-earth.
Without further hesitation, he readily agreed: "Sure! That's a simple request. According to the admission criteria, you were originally assigned to dormitory 208 in the Business Administration department. Your bed will be reserved for you! I'll give you the key later."
After everything was arranged, He Bowen's expression turned serious: "Ye Fan, there's one last thing. Principal Wu specifically instructed that once you're settled, you must go to his office. He wants to meet you, the top scholar."
Ye Fan nodded: "I was just about to pay a visit to Principal Wu."
He had long heard of this academic giant.
The two arrived at the solemn and imposing administrative office building and took the elevator directly to the top floor.
He Bowen stopped in front of a heavy wooden door with a sign that read "Principal's Office," straightened his clothes, and knocked gently.
A deep, steady voice, carrying an undeniable authority, came from inside the door: "Come in."
As you push open the door, a scholarly atmosphere mixed with a faint aroma of tea wafts towards you.
Behind a huge mahogany desk sat an elderly man with silver hair, neatly combed. He wore a crisp Zhongshan suit, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, his gaze behind the lenses deep and sharp.
Wu Yunze, the current president of Nanjing University, an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and a heavyweight figure whose students are spread throughout the political, business, and academic circles.