Chapter 985: People with Bad Luck

Especially Litian, who asked with longing eyes: "Teacher, can't you come back after you get married? Can't you just take leave? Why won't you come back?"

Zichen: "Exactly, you could take a few more days off. Your salary would still be paid during that time; it's written in the labor laws."

The teacher ruffled his hair: "You know quite a bit, don't you? You even know about labor laws? Thank you, Zichen. You are as kind as your mother, but Teacher's parents are getting old, and I must return to their side to fulfill my filial duties."

The children bid a reluctant farewell.

Teacher Xiao Huang left, but before leaving, she gave each child a small gift as a memento.

Shi Youxuan and the children saw her to the door, and he looked back toward the room on the second floor!

That was the location of the Study.

Every day when Sheng Hanyu returned home, he was basically in the Study.

Unfortunately, there was no figure at the window.

In the end, he had overthought it; if there is no love, there is no love. There was no dragging things out, no politeness, and no embarrassment.

At this moment, any bit of reluctance might cause him to have a misconception, so it was better to be decisive.

……

Xiao Huang's issue was resolved.

But the children still needed a tutor.

Sheng Hanyu: "Find a female teacher, and she must have a boyfriend."

Shi Youxuan laughed: "Don't be like a person bitten by a snake who fears a well rope for ten years. Do you really think you are the sun, and that everyone will like you?"

Husband: "I don't care about others; as long as you like me, that's enough. I only want you."

"Aren't you being cheesy? The older you get, the less serious you become." Although it was a reproach, she was still very happy inside.

The Sheng Family was looking for a tutor, and there were many applicants.

Resumes flew in like snowflakes, and Shi Youxuan received over a thousand applicant profiles within a single day.

"There are so many, how am I supposed to look through these?" She muttered to herself, feeling a bit troubled.

Her husband came over, his tone relaxed: "It's easy, why is there anything to worry about?"

After saying this, he clicked the mouse and swiped randomly, circling many to delete!

"Hey, you haven't even looked at these, why did you delete them?"

"Didn't you say you were worried and didn't know how to look through them? If you delete them, you won't have to worry anymore."

Shi Youxuan: ……

She gritted her teeth and glared, saying word by word: "Deleting them means I don't have to worry, but how are we supposed to find a tutor for the children? Tell me, how do we find one?"

"Find one from those remaining; it's easier to choose when there are fewer."

Shi Youxuan: ……

That was true, it was easier to choose when there were fewer, but it was too unfair to those resumes that were deleted for no reason.

She said exactly what she was thinking: "This is unfair."

"You have to realize that those who submitted their resumes probably worked hard to write them, yet they didn't even get a chance to be looked at."

Sheng Hanyu: "You are the Chairman of Tianma, after all. You should know that fairness is a game defined by the strong; there is no such thing as absolute fairness, and luck is also very important."

When it came to educating the children, Sheng Hanyu couldn't win an argument against her.

But when it came to workplace logic, she couldn't win against her husband; he always had a set of "fresh and refined" ideas that sounded like fallacies at first, but made some sense upon closer inspection.

"But how do you know that the ones you deleted weren't good?"

"They were just unlucky."

Shi Youxuan: ……

She completely conceded defeat; she was impressed.

Half of the "unlucky" resumes were deleted, and there were still five or six hundred left.

Selecting a suitable one from these was also a laborious task, quite a heavy workload.

Sheng Hanyu selected them all...

"Hey, hey—"

She immediately pressed her husband's hand to stop him: "You can't delete these anymore; if you delete them, there won't be any left."

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid."

Sheng Hanyu said: "I'm just going to send them to the Secretary and have him and the Assistant work overtime to look through them. Are you really that nervous?"

Only then did she let go.

The next day.

The Secretary sent back about a hundred profiles that met all the family's requirements and could be scheduled for interviews.

The Sheng Family's interviews were a bit different from other families; in other families, the adults talk to the tutors when looking for one for their children.

But the Sheng Family's children talked directly to the teachers who came to apply.

The children found it quite novel and took it seriously, sitting upright and looking quite professional.

The first one was a young female teacher; her appearance wasn't much different from her photo, except that in the photo she had long, straight black hair tied in a ponytail, while for the interview, she had chestnut-colored wavy hair, which made her look very alluring.

This woman also had a very good figure, with curves in all the right places.

She was very clear about her advantages and wore a tight, fiery red suit today, which highlighted her hot figure thoroughly.

It was just that she hadn't judged the Sheng Family's situation correctly; the woman never expected that it would be a few children interviewing her.

"You, where are the adults in your house?"

"Miss Liu, right? Please sit down; you can talk to us."

"Talk to you?"

The woman suddenly raised her voice, as if she had been greatly insulted: "What is there for me to talk about with you few children? This is too bullying. Even if you have money, you can't look down on people like this, right? You want me to talk to children? Can they even understand anything? I'm not doing it, I don't want this job..."

The woman stormed out of the Sheng Family, acting as if this job was a sure thing and that she was the only one for it.

Study.

At this moment, the adults whom the woman had requested to see were sitting in front of a screen, taking in the entire scene in the living room.

Sheng Jiang was very angry: "This woman won't do; she's arrogant and conceited, far too frivolous. We can't hire her."

Wang Yinghao: "Right, let's look at the next one."

The next one was still a female teacher.

She was about twenty years old, wore her hair in a ponytail, and had black-rimmed glasses perched on the bridge of her nose.

She wore a clean white suit skirt, Spring Shoes, and carried a canvas bag.

She looked like a college student, but in fact, she had already graduated.

The girl looked quiet and gentle, and the adults all had a very good impression of her.

But the children did not like her much.

The girl sat down, and Sheng Litian was the first to launch an attack... no, to ask a question.

"Can you swim?"

The girl pushed up the glasses on the bridge of her nose, puzzled: "Aren't you looking for a tutor to teach academic subjects? Why are you asking if I can swim?"

Zichen: "Just tell us if you can or not. Also, how about basketball and cooking skills?"

The girl shook her head: "I can't do any of those."

The four little heads huddled together to discuss for a few moments, and finally, they all shook their heads in unison.

The third candidate was an older male teacher.

Before he could even speak, Sheng Zihan shook his head and said frankly: "You are too old. Seeing you is like seeing my dad, and I don't like it."

Study.

Sheng Hanyu slammed the table and stood up: "You little brat, what do you mean you don't like it because he looks like your dad? I'll have to ask you about that clearly in a moment."

The fourth person interviewed was another female teacher, and the four children shook their heads in unison.

The fifth, the sixth, the seventh...

After watching dozens of them in a row, not one of the children was satisfied, and they were still finding all sorts of faults.

Shi Youxuan instructed the housekeeper: "Tell the rest of them to go back for now and wait for notification before coming again."

She had figured it out; the children were being hypercritical, and they were completely looking for someone based on Xiao Huang's standards!

The children were biased and only liked that type of teacher, and the teachers who came for interviews today just happened not to be that type.

Shi Youxuan went downstairs to communicate with the children, and upon asking, it really was the case.

Sheng Zichen said to his mother: "Mom, let Brother Qingxiang be our tutor; we like him."

Shi Youxuan was alert: "When did you see him? Why have I never heard you mention it?"