She Lives without Regret in This Life

Chapter 1711: Chapter 1788: Shen Jianguo Returns

This news came a bit out of the blue. Although she did want to move behind the scenes and do something a little easier, she had never once thought about taking over Teacher Qiu Bai’s position.

It was simply unbelievable.

"Teacher, why are you leaving?" The reason she was willing to come back to the General Union Dance Troupe was that she had too many beautiful memories and good friends here. If Teacher Qiu Bai was being transferred, she definitely couldn’t bear it.

"She’s being promoted." Yang Wenyin said sourly, "Our little temple can’t hold such a big Buddha." After she finished, she seemed to think of something, glanced at Sheng Ning, and said, "Don’t tell me you’re a big Buddha too? What, you look down on your teacher’s professional title for not being gold-plated enough?"

Sheng Ning didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She hadn’t said anything yet! To her this felt like a dream—how could she possibly look down on it.

In her previous life she didn’t even dare dream of this.

"Chief, could you stop making fun of me? I don’t even dare think about it."

"From what you’re saying, do you think you’re capable of taking over Qiu Bai’s position?" Yang Wenyin’s tone was quite sharp. Probably because Qiu Bai was about to be transferred, she was in a bad mood and wanted to jab at whoever she saw.

Sheng Ning hesitated for a moment, thought of all her hard work and how she had read and studied extensively back when she was writing Lady Linglong, then nodded firmly.

"I think I can."

Yang Wenyin was quite surprised. She hadn’t expected someone with Sheng Ning’s personality to say something like this. Sure enough, after taking a trip abroad and coming back, she was much more confident than before.

Qiu Bai was very gratified and, for once, let a proud expression slip. "Well? Didn’t I say she could do it?" She thought of how, when she herself had just come back from abroad, others had also questioned whether she could handle it, whether she was qualified for such a high professional title. And back then, how had she replied?

"I think I can." It was the exact same answer as Sheng Ning’s, and she was very pleased with that. Since you like it and have the ability, why beat around the bush, why pretend to be modest.

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By the Heihe River, Shen Feihu was so cold he kept pacing back and forth, and the ground was littered with cigarette butts.

"How come you’re the one who came back first?" he said discontentedly. "Was I out there saving people or what?" With his son coming back first, he felt he’d lost a lot of face.

Shen Jianguo’s face was expressionless, and in his heart that illusion that he wasn’t really his biological son surfaced once again.

"The chief’s orders. You think everyone is like you?" He finally squeezed out a sentence. Standing on the riverbank with the cold wind cutting to the bone, he was already thinking about heading back.

"I’m leaving."

"Where the hell are you going? Did your old man say you could go?" Shen Feihu’s temper flared and his eyes bulged. "Your task isn’t finished yet."

The ten-man squad that had come with Shen Jianguo all stared wide-eyed in fright. Because he was usually very low-key and was transferred to the Special Rescue Team later on, very few people knew he was Shen Feihu’s son. Now seeing him dare talk to the President like that, they were all scared out of their wits.

"Captain, Captain, take it easy, this one’s not someone we can afford to offend." A small, skinny man edged over to Shen Jianguo and whispered, "We’ve all heard—he’s our chief’s old leader, with a hell of a temper. Even Chairman Meng gives him some leeway."

"Oh!" Shen Jianguo responded calmly, but in fact he hadn’t really taken it in. The way he and his father had interacted all these years was already set, and he didn’t take it to heart.

Anyway, when the two of them couldn’t convince each other, they’d just go into a cold war. Once the cold war dragged on, his father, who had a bad memory and a quick temper that came and went fast, would eventually forget about it on his own.