Going Out to Play

"Is that company fun?" An Shiyu asked, sitting in her own armchair.

Perhaps because Ye Shuang hadn't been coming to the academy these past few days, this character had been talking a lot more than before.

"How can a company be fun or not? It's all about working for the boss," Ye Shuang said slowly. "And earning some money."

"How much is the salary?"

"A few hundred thousand a month," Ye Shuang said.

An Shiyu was stunned for a moment, then stroked her chin thoughtfully, "That seems... really high? What's your position?"

Her monthly allowance was only a few tens of thousands, and the old man only gave her a bit more occasionally.

"Group Vice President."

"Oh, oh. Is your company still hiring?"

"We need a cleaner."

"Fine, pay me a hundred thousand a month." An Shiyu stretched out her small hand, directly asking for money.

Ye Shuang: "..."

Getting your grandpa to pay that shouldn't be a problem.

"You seem like a bit of a failure as a Vice President, not even willing to pay a hundred thousand," An Shiyu said.

"What company pays a cleaner a hundred thousand a month salary?" Ye Shuang said helplessly.

Is this some Mary Sue CEO novel's cleaning auntie?

When lunch break arrived, Ye Shuang went to the cafeteria with An Shiyu. Although that fish said she wanted to eat out, Ye Shuang refused because he had promised Bai Yuyou yesterday to have a proper lunch with her.

"Over here!"

Bai Yuyou, Tang Keke, and Taozi had already found seats and sat down. Ye Shuang got his food and sat with them.

The cafeteria was quite crowded today, but fortunately, Bai Yuyou had come early, so she had secured a spot with Keke and the others in advance.

"Why are you eating so little? No appetite?" Ye Shuang noticed Bai Yuyou's rice portion was only a small mound and asked.

Bai Yuyou nodded, "Ate, snacks."

"Is that really 'little'?" An Shiyu remarked, noticing the rice bowl was at least two sizes larger than her own, unable to resist a teasing tone.

"Yuyou has a big appetite," Taozi also said. Compared to Bai Yuyou's portion, Taozi ate a decent amount too.

But clearly, the meals had improved.

Moreover, she had shared a lot of the steamed braised noodles she made in the morning with Bai Yuyou, which were quickly devoured.

Bai Yuyou held her rice bowl, picking up small mouthfuls of rice with her chopsticks. She ate very quickly; the rice level was visibly dropping.

"I remember you all have a school trip this month, right?" Ye Shuang asked. "Where to?"

"To Malaysia," Keke said.

"Going there?" Ye Shuang was a bit surprised.

Seeing Ye Shuang's reaction, Tang Keke grew curious, "Yeah, is there a problem, Brother?"

"Malaysia... it's not very different from the coastal provinces and cities in our southern China," Ye Shuang explained.

"There are many ethnic Chinese there, several groups—Fujian, Teochew, Hakka, Cantonese, Hainanese... So for us Cantonese people, going there is almost like not leaving the country."

"You can even communicate in Cantonese most of the time without any issues."

"Oh, oh..." Tang Keke didn't know this. Previous school trips were either to Hunan domestically or Egypt.

"Have fun when the time comes," Ye Shuang smiled.

"Brother, you're not going?"

As he finished speaking, Bai Yuyou's gaze also fell on Ye Shuang. "Ye Shuang... not going?"

"Because it's for a week, so it's probably not possible," Ye Shuang shook his head.

Although he could completely ignore everything and go, it was ultimately Chen Qin's family's company, and Ye Shuang couldn't bring himself to do such a thing.

After lunch break ended, Bai Yuyou stayed in the school clinic a while longer.

Until it was almost time for class, she reluctantly hugged Ye Shuang and left.

"How long do you plan to stay at that company?" An Shiyu asked after Bai Yuyou left, sitting on the sofa.

"Don't know."

"Don't know?"

"Chen Qin's health isn't good. If she keeps pushing herself like this, her stomach will eventually have problems," Ye Shuang said. "I don't want to see that day come."

An Shiyu: "..."

"You, always thinking about others, really..." The girl crossed her arms, her tone somehow odd.

"You~~~ this~~~ guy~~~ really~~~"

Another voice chimed in. Ye Shuang turned to see another short-haired girl appearing by the window.

"Yo, Uncle." An Shiyu hopped down.

"Why are you all dusty?" Ye Shuang was taken aback because this fish's face was covered in dust, as if she had crawled out of some corner.

"Meh." She seemed unwilling to explain, but something had clearly happened.

"Probably fell."

"No way, even if I fell, I could do a Thomas flare."

"Oh? Show me."

"Fine, I will."

"You first."

The two girls started breakdancing face-to-face, leaving Ye Shuang momentarily unsure where to begin complaining/mocking...

Please stop fighting?

After fooling around for a bit, the two finally settled down, each returning to their seats.

Incidentally, one of them rested a stocking-clad leg on Ye Shuang's thigh.

"You two..."

Before Ye Shuang could finish, they became even more presumptuous, placing their other legs on him as well.

Forget it, saying one more word might just invite more antics.

Perhaps because people really didn't know the third school clinic was open, Ye Shuang didn't see a single student come in all day, nor anyone seeking psychological consultation.

The table beside him was piled with snacks bought from Taozi. At this rate, maybe it would be better to take them back to feed Yuyou?

"Probably no one knows it's open here."

"The 'roasted chickens' seem to be gone," An Shiyu also spoke up. "It feels a bit strange without those people whining and crying."

"Good health is a good thing." Ye Shuang was also organizing materials. Since no one was coming, writing some reports to pass the time wasn't bad.

Could also sneak in some time to write a bit of his novel.

"So boring, let's drive out and have fun."

"Agreed." The two fish seemed tired of playing games for a while and started pestering Ye Shuang to go out.

"Go out and play!"

“I’m at work,” Ye Shuang said slowly. At this, the two fish became even more unrestrained, even standing on either side poking his cheeks with their fingers.

"Tsk, not a single customer all day. You're such a failed technician."

"I'm a school doctor, not a masseur..."

Before Ye Shuang could finish, one of the An Shiyus suddenly went limp and collapsed on the floor!

"?!" Ye Shuang instinctively shot up, then bent down to pick her up, asking urgently, "An Shiyu?!! An Shiyu?!"

"I..." An Shiyu weakly opened her eyes, her lips trembling.

"I seem to have contracted a disease... that will kill me if I don't go out to play..."

Ye Shuang's face was expressionless: "..."

Half a minute later, the two fish were hauled by Ye Shuang and thrown outside like garbage.

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