Chapter 339: Wind Control Department Dispute!

You Nianchu stood at the classroom door, arms crossed, her gaze coldly sweeping over the male students blocking the podium, her voice clear and tinged with sharpness:

"What are you all crowding for? Does blocking Professor Lin let you see me any better?"

The male students froze instantly, turning their heads to look at You Nianchu; their earlier arrogance greatly diminished, and some even instinctively stepped back half a step.

You Nianchu strode into the classroom and went straight to Lin Yuan's side.

She lifted her head to look at everyone, her tone carrying the rationality typical of a top student:

"Using economics logic, what you're doing is an 'ineffective investment'—spending time blocking the teacher disrupts class order and gains you nothing; you'd be better off putting your energy into proper pursuits."

She paused, then deliberately lifted her chin: "If you really think you're stronger than Professor Lin, sign up for his elective TCM course, beat him in the exam, and I might even look up to you a bit—certainly more useful than acting tough here."

As soon as she said that, the male students exchanged glances, and someone muttered quietly, "Is the campus belle You Nianchu speaking up for Professor Lin?"

"They're clearly putting on a show of affection, singing in harmony like that!"

The previously somewhat loose encirclement stirred up again at that whisper, and the students' looks at Lin Yuan and You Nianchu gained a few more degrees of certainty that "it's indeed so."

Lin Yuan was about to speak up to explain when another set of footsteps sounded at the classroom door.

Professor Shen Zhixia from next door, who was teaching, rushed over.

Professor Shen Zhixia had been teaching next door, but hearing the noisy class of Lin Yuan, she thought something had happened and came to check.

At that moment, Professor Shen Zhixia saw the chaotic scene in Classroom 302, and her pretty face tightened slightly.

Obviously, Lin Yuan had just started teaching and still lacked experience managing this group of college students.

Professor Shen Zhixia gave a light cough, walked to the podium, and scanned the whole room with a stern gaze, her voice carrying the authority of an Academic Affairs instructor:

"What are you all doing crowding the podium? This is a classroom, not a place for troublemaking!"

Professor Shen Zhixia looked at the male students from other departments: "You're not from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department; entering the classroom without permission and disturbing order violates school rules. If you don't leave now, I'll contact your college's counselor!"

Seeing Professor Shen Zhixia's "tiger mom" aura, the male students were all frightened.

Everyone knew Professor Shen was not to be provoked, so the male students dared not be reckless; one gave Lin Yuan a hard stare, muttering "You got lucky," and slowly exited the classroom.

Other students who had been watching the spectacle also sensibly returned to their seats; the classroom quickly restored order, leaving only Lin Yuan, You Nianchu, and Professor Shen Zhixia standing by the podium.

Lin Yuan looked at Professor Shen, his face showing gratitude, and softly said, "Professor Shen, thank you; I really troubled you just now."

Professor Shen shook her head, her gaze sweeping between Lin Yuan and You Nianchu, and her tone softened somewhat:

"Next time, be careful—don't let this kind of thing affect class again; school regulations clearly define teacher-student relations, so keep that in mind."

You Nianchu, however, didn't care at all; instead she smiled at Professor Shen and said, "Professor Shen, don't worry, I and Professor Lin are just ordinary teacher and student; those people were overthinking it."

Lin Yuan looked at You Nianchu's calm demeanor, recalled his own experience of being schemed against, sighed helplessly, but also knew now wasn't the time to dwell on it, so he picked up his lesson plan and prepared to continue teaching.

In the afternoon TCM class, You Nianchu sat in the front row, listening attentively to Lin Yuan's lecture the whole time.

She occasionally raised her hand to respond, and sometimes turned her head to glance at the admirers in the back, her lips hinting at a faint smile.

Several boys in the back who secretly admired You Nianchu, watching this scene, felt their hearts as if blocked by a burning log.

The boys clenched their pens, veins bulging on their hands, but restrained by classroom discipline they dared not act out; they could only grit their teeth in silent resentment, their teeth itching with hatred.

Just as the dismissal bell rang, Lin Yuan gathered his lesson plan and prepared to leave.

You Nianchu quickly caught up with him, smiling and saying, "Professor Lin, how about we go to the private restaurant across from school tonight? I heard their Dongpo pork is especially authentic—let's go try it together."

Lin Yuan didn't stop his steps, directly shaking his head to refuse: "No, I have to organize teaching materials tonight; I have no time, you go yourself."

Having said that, he quickened his pace toward the exit of the teaching building, afraid of being entangled again by You Nianchu.

You Nianchu pursed her lips, wanting to chase after him, but little did she know Lin Yuan ran so fast that after a turn he vanished from sight.

"Tch, running like a mouse—do you really think I'd eat you?" Watching Lin Yuan's disappearing back, You Nianchu spat out in annoyed rebuke:

However, she lightly pursed her red lips and murmured to herself, "Professor Lin, I hope you don't give me any leverage; otherwise I really will eat you down to the bone, leaving not even a scrap."

……

Lin Yuan alone walked out of the school gate, heading home along the sidewalk; just as he turned a corner, a tall figure suddenly darted out from behind the roadside trees, blocking his path.

Lin Yuan startled, stopped his steps, and looked puzzled at this tall male student.

"Who are you, classmate?" Lin Yuan asked doubtfully.

The tall male student lifted his head, chin slightly raised, eyes fierce as he locked onto Lin Yuan, and said coldly, "I am Ye Long, captain of the Zhijiang University School of Economics basketball team."

Upon hearing that, Lin Yuan was momentarily stunned and asked, "Oh, classmate, is there something you need?"

"Is there something you need?" Ye Long scoffed as if hearing a joke, lunged forward a step, the intimidation of his height instantly overwhelming, and snarled, "You dare to chase after You Nianchu and still ask if I have business with you?"

Lin Yuan himself is actually quite tall, 175 cm.

But compared to the basketball team captain, he is noticeably shorter; the team members are 1.88 meters tall.

They almost have to look up at Lin Yuan.

Ye Long clenched his fists, joints cracking, his voice full of rage:

"You Nianchu is my goddess—how dare a scum like you, a teacher, covet her? Today I'll make you pay, give you a proper beating, and let you know some people are off-limits!"

"No, Ye Long classmate, it's just a misunderstanding between me and You Nianchu..." Lin Yuan was about to explain……

"What nonsense!" Ye Long didn't give Lin Yuan a chance to speak, raising his fist and smashing it toward Lin Yuan's face, the motion swift and vicious, full of brutal force.

Lin Yuan's face showed no expression; evidently he couldn't be bothered to argue, and all we saw was his body slightly sidestepping, easily dodging the punch, his motion smooth and flowing, as if he had anticipated the move.

Ye Long's punch missed, his heart jolted, and he immediately threw several more punches, the wind fierce, each aimed straight at Lin Yuan's vital points—

He had trained in free fighting and boxing, never losing in brawls around campus, and was confident these few punches would be enough to knock Lin Yuan down.

But to his astonishment, no matter how fast or hard he threw his punches, Lin Yuan always evaded them easily, his feet barely moving, as if he were toying with him.

"What's going on?" Ye Long threw punch after punch that missed, a flicker of panic rose in his heart, sweat began to bead on his forehead, yet he still couldn't believe he couldn't even graze the opponent's hem.

He sucked in a breath, roared angrily, summoned all his strength, and charged again at Lin Yuan, his fist whistling as it aimed straight at Lin Yuan's chest.

This time Lin Yuan didn't dodge; seeing the fist about to hit him, he suddenly raised his hand, lightning‑fast grabbing Ye Long's wrist, pressing down, and simultaneously nudging with his knee—a clean, decisive move.

Only a cry of "Ay!" of pain was heard.

Ye Long instantly lost his balance, slammed hard to the ground, his arm pinned down by Lin Yuan, unable to move, gritting his teeth in pain as the cold sweat on his forehead instantly soaked his collar.

"Just that?" Lin Yuan released his hand, looking down at Ye Long lying on the ground, his tone flat, "After practicing combat for a few days, you dare to come out and strike?"

Ye Long lay on the ground, struggling several times but unable to get up; the intense pain from his arm made his whole body tremble, looking at Lin Yuan's eyes filled with shock and disbelief—

He never expected that he would actually be subdued in one move by this teacher who looked refined and cultured.

"You fucking—" Ye Long cursed while lying on the ground.

As a result, Lin Yuan grabbed Ye Long's finger and applied a little force.

"Ah—" Ye Long let out a sudden, anguished scream.

Lin Yuan looked at Ye Long, who lay on the ground unable to move, slowly squatted down, his eyes calm yet carrying an undeniable seriousness:

"Ye Long, no matter how unhappy you feel inside, you ought to have at least basic respect for a teacher, right?"

He pointed at Ye Long's still-trembling arm and continued:

"Liking someone isn't about fists, nor about threatening others. You think that if you hit me, You Nianchu will like you? On the contrary, your approach will only make her dislike you more."

Ye Long gritted his teeth, cold sweat beading on his forehead, the pain in his arm leaving him unable to stay tough.

He could only listen to Lin Yuan's words, his face alternating between red and pale.

"If you want to pursue You Nianchu, you need to show some proper ability—study hard, excel in your field, and move her with concrete actions; that's what you should do."

Lin Yuan's tone softened a bit: "If you keep thinking of solving problems with underhanded tricks, even if you win a fight, you won't win people's hearts. Now, apologize to me."

Ye Long struggled to retort, but as soon as he exerted a little force, Lin Yuan pinched his finger's pressure point.

Ye Long broke out in cold sweat from the pain!

Under Lin Yuan's threat, Ye Long could only apologize humiliatingly:

"Lin Laoshi, I was wrong…… I shouldn't have laid hands on you, nor should I have said those excessive words."

Only then did Lin Yuan release him; Ye Long trembled as he got up and fled the scene…

……

That night, Lin Yuan secretly went to inspect the Goddess Bar, finding that Nvshenjiubaerdian was operating normally, and only then did he relax.

Lately he really didn't dare go to the bar, being watched by Mu Lingxue every day, he was genuinely afraid.

……

Monday morning.

Lin Yuan arrived at work on time.

He walked into the building with his briefcase, just as he pressed the elevator button, he overheard two employees behind him speaking in low voices:

"Have you heard? Vice President Sun snatched another project from Director Su's side last week, and now everyone in Director Su's faction is on edge."

Lin Yuan furrowed his brows slightly; it seemed that Sun Licheng's and Su Monong's factional struggle had become increasingly intense.

Since Sun Weiwei and her father openly contested Su Monong for control of the company, such open and covert struggles have become the norm.

Many in Su Monong's faction have repeatedly faced suppression—either being reassigned or having their projects suspended—making their situation increasingly difficult.

Fortunately, Su Monong has Lin Yuan as a strong aide; this double agent helps her.

Lin Yuan had just sat down in his office when he received a WeChat from Su Monong, calling him to the Chairman's Office.

Lin Yuan then got up and hurried to the Chairman's Office.

Su Monong was sitting behind her desk, a stack of documents spread before her, her pretty face cold.

Seeing Lin Yuan enter, she softened slightly and pushed the documents over: "Have the evidences you provided been verified clearly?"

The documents were detailed materials on the Group's Wind Control Department Deputy Supervisor, Zhu Chunfeng, suspected of embezzlement—

From falsified reimbursement invoices, to bank statements of secret dealings with partners, to copies of contracts using his position to benefit affiliated companies, each item was clearly marked.

The entire Wind Control Department consisted of Sun Licheng's faction's personnel, and this Zhu Chunfeng was also an important lackey of Sun Licheng's faction.

Meanwhile, Lin Yuan recently, leveraging his covert alliance with Sun Licheng, has been secretly investigating the weaknesses of the Sun family faction.

Lin Yuan secretly gathered and obtained evidence of the Wind Control Department Deputy Supervisor…… Zhu Chunfeng's embezzlement and bribery, and promptly handed it over to Su Monong.

"They've all been verified; the bank checked the flow, and internal personnel from the partners are willing to testify." Lin Yuan said calmly.

"Zhu Chunfeng exploited his approval authority in the Wind Control Department to tamper with three projects, embezzling roughly over two million."

Su Monong picked up the documents, her fingertips tightening, her deep eyes gazing, "Heh, Sun Weiwei thinks that by suppressing my people she can secure victory, but she forgot she still has you, this double agent, by her side. Notify everyone: an emergency executive meeting will be held in ten minutes, and all Wind Control Department staff must attend."

……

Ten minutes later, Su Group senior executive meeting.

Wind Control Department Deputy Supervisor Zhu Chunfeng was also summoned to the scene.

Su Monong directly threw out his embezzlement and bribery evidence.

Zhu Chunfeng, upon seeing this evidence, was completely stunned……

Zhu Chunfeng still wanted to explain, but the wail of sirens had already sounded from downstairs.

Su Monong had already called the police……

Zhu Chunfeng didn't even have time to explain before being taken away by the police!

Suspected of embezzling and bribing company assets—this is a serious crime!

As Zhu Chunfeng was taken away, this day the Sun Licheng faction suffered heavy losses!

Everyone understood that the Wind Control Department Deputy Supervisor position, which controls the lifeline of fund auditing, had become a crucial battleground that both Su Monong's and Sun Weiwei's factions vied for.

Sun Licheng and his daughter, having lost key members, suffered heavy losses and urgently needed to retake the crucial position to steady their footing;

While Su Monong sought to capitalize on the situation to consolidate her advantage, aiming to bring the entire Wind Control Department under her control.

Therefore, in the ensuing factional struggles, both Su Monong and Sun Licheng focused on the Wind Control Department Deputy Supervisor position, launching a contest for it!

They both wanted to insert their own faction's personnel into this key position.

……

In the evening, just as Lin Yuan finished his work, he suddenly received a WeChat from Sun Weiwei, calling him to the rooftop.

Lin Yuan was puzzled, secretly went up to the company rooftop.

The wind on the rooftop made it a bit chilly; Sun Weiwei leaned against the railing, the breeze fluttering her long hair, her graceful figure somewhat sexy and alluring.

She twirled her sunglasses in her hand; seeing Lin Yuan approach, she went straight to the point: "Lin Yuan, the Wind Control Deputy Director position is open; I want you to take it."

Swish! Hearing that, Lin Yuan was stunned?!