I became financially independent right after entering college.

Chapter 129 Unexpected Farce
Bai Chou immediately laughed and said, "Save me money, you asked for 100,000 right off the bat. You're such a spendthrift, but you only asked for 100,000."

"I started this business just for fun, and I'm not short of money," Bai Chou waved his hand, indicating that he was currently in a state of limbo.

If you say he's not short of money, there are many things he wants to do but can't. If you say he's short of money, he can easily pull out 500,000 yuan to spend on his girlfriend.

"Are you sure you don't need it?" Li Xue gripped the bank card tightly. She genuinely wanted to save Bai Chou money, and she also really wanted the 500,000 yuan.

Although she bought some things during her last shopping trip, she essentially just freeloaded. The staged photos she posted on her WeChat Moments showed that she was actually quite guilty.

If she really had 500,000 yuan to spend as she pleased and buy clothes however she wanted, that would be a completely different story.

"We don't lack any."

"Thank you, darling." After confirming that Bai Chou really didn't need the 500,000, Li Xue happily put away the bank card, jumped up and hung on Bai Chou, giving him a big kiss.

When saying thank you, you can't just say thank you.

Did you rinse your mouth after eating snacks before kissing me?

"Just kiss me, just kiss me."

Li Xue clung affectionately to Bai Chou, then used a move called "Thousand-Pound Drop" to fall backward onto the bed, holding Bai Chou tightly and passionately kissing him...

Compared to doing *that* kind of thing, Li Xue enjoyed kissing the boy she liked more. After exchanging saliva for a while, Bai Chou carried Li Xue, who was clinging to him, downstairs to eat.

After lunch, the two were affectionate for a while. As time passed, Li Xue finally noticed something was wrong: "Honey, why aren't you in class?"

"I have some things to do this afternoon, so I'm taking the day off."

The afternoon class was on radio audio production. Bai Chou was really close to that Mediterranean professor; the professor had even given Bai Chou a "friend's business card."

Bai Chou had just contacted the Mediterranean professor's friend this morning. The friend was in the audio equipment business, dealing in recording equipment, audio equipment, and basically everything else.

In the morning, Bai Chou had just transferred several hundred thousand yuan as a deposit to the other party to order a set of recording and listening equipment. After the other party finished assembling the equipment, the renovation could begin in a few days.

Bai Chou estimated that the Mediterranean professor would receive at least tens of thousands of yuan in referral fees for this order, and he might even have shares in his "friend's" company.

More than half an hour after placing the order, Bai Chou contacted the Mediterranean professor and said that he had something to do in the afternoon and wanted to ask for leave. Naturally, the request was approved instantly.

Bai Chou tossed the Lamborghini keys to Li Xue and told her to drive to Deji Plaza. He then drove his GT3RS, which he hadn't touched for several days, back to school to deal with matters related to the headphone company.

The film and television company's progress has stalled; the actors are undecided and there's no script yet. Even a skilled cook can't make a meal without ingredients, so they can only temporarily shift their focus to the headphone company.

The only good thing is that the on-campus office space I applied for with Tan Xuan yesterday has already been approved by the school today. They said the school has approved two vacant warehouses for him, and we can go take a look together when we have time.

Coincidentally, Bai Chou happens to have some free time right now.

Bai Chou parked his sports car outside Tan Xuan's office building. He took out his phone to call Tan Xuan, but when he looked up, he saw his counselor Tan Xuan and a woman in her thirties arguing in front of the office building.

"You little bitch, so that's why he's been running to Jiangning University Town every few days. Turns out he's here to have an affair with you, you shameless slut..."

The middle-aged woman was cursing aggressively, grabbing Tan Xuan's wrist with one hand and pulling at Tan Xuan's hair with the other, tearing at Tan Xuan's shirt.

Tan Xuan was dressed the same as yesterday: a white stand-up collar short-sleeved shirt paired with a black pencil skirt, her long, slender legs tightly wrapped in flesh-colored stockings.

A typical urban professional woman's attire. In the past, Tan Xuan always managed to outshine others with this kind of professional outfit and her more mature and charming temperament.

At this moment, however, Tan Xuan could no longer maintain her composure.

His normally long, flowing hair was now a tangled mess, resembling a pile of straw, thanks to the middle-aged woman. He looked disheveled and quite pathetic, and in the struggle between the two, he was at a significant disadvantage.

The other person was clearly prepared this time, wearing a T-shirt, trousers, and flat shoes, with a windbreaker over them. Unlike Tan Xuan, whose sophisticated urban attire put her at a disadvantage in the confrontation.

Aside from the disadvantage in equipment, Tan Xuan's combat strength and fighting spirit were also significantly weaker than her opponent's.

"How many times have I told you? Do you even understand human language? I didn't seduce your husband. He tried to take advantage of me. I'm the victim..."

The usually gentle Tan Xuan could only protect her vital parts with one hand and push the middle-aged woman away with the other, pleading and explaining in a low voice.

Middle-aged women naturally know what kind of men they have, but as the saying goes, it's better to blame others than to reflect on oneself.

"Flies don't land on eggs without cracks, and it takes two to tango. With so many female employees in your company, why does he only harass you and not others?"
It's all because you're such a slut, you little bitch. Look at yourself, what kind of clothes are you dressed like? Are you a counselor at a university now? And you're still dressed so provocatively.

You slut, you're just trying to seduce men on purpose..."

The middle-aged woman cursed Tan Xuan incessantly, but then stopped pulling Tan Xuan's hair and instead started tearing at Tan Xuan's shirt and grabbing her skirt.

"Ahhhhh~"

Tan Xuan clutched her clothes and screamed in panic, feeling utterly devastated.

"It takes two to tango," "Why bully others but not you"... Tan Xuan had heard similar statements many times when she was in school, and she also disliked such remarks.

What can I do if others just want to bully me, are mean, and have no reason to be malicious towards me?

After becoming a counselor, Tan Xuan has always been conscious of controlling how she handles students' daily disputes and conflicts, so as not to become the kind of teacher she hated most when she was a child.

But Tan Xuan never expected that someone would use such words to attack her.

What's more troublesome is that the middle-aged woman is becoming increasingly erratic, and has started tearing at her clothes and pushing her around.

If the two of them were to get into a physical fight, or fall to the ground and wrestle, Tan Xuan would definitely be the one who suffers more, as her clothes would be more likely to expose her.

Besides, she's younger and prettier.

Like a drowning person desperately grasping at a straw, a panicked Tan Xuan instinctively looked around, only to realize, unfortunately, that it was class time.

Near the office building, only a few passersby stood by, watching the drama unfold, while heads popped out of the windows of the office building behind them, eager to see what was happening...

If it were during break time, there would be more students nearby, and some young people would definitely stand up for Tan Xuan.

As for whether being watched by more people will tarnish her reputation... Hasn't Tan Xuan's reputation already been tarnished? Those heads sticking out of the office building behind her are watching the live broadcast.

That's terrible, absolutely terrible.

Her reputation was ruined, and no one would protect her when she was bullied... Just as Tan Xuan was panicking and didn't know what to do, a figure suddenly rushed over from the side, grabbed the middle-aged woman's hair, and pulled her back sharply.

Tan Xuan looked closely and recognized Bai Chou, who had visited her just yesterday.

Caught off guard by the sudden pain, the middle-aged woman instinctively released her grip on Tan Xuan's hand and staggered around to see who had attacked her.

Without any hesitation, Bai Chou swiftly and decisively kicked the middle-aged woman in the stomach. The woman, writhing in pain, contorted her features and collapsed to the ground, clutching her abdomen and curling up like a shrimp.

A swift and decisive use of violence to combat violence; simple and brutal.

"Are you alright, Sister Xuan?" After kicking the middle-aged woman over, Bai Chou turned around to look at Tan Xuan.

The once clean and tidy white shirt was now wrinkled and crumpled, the top two buttons popping off as the two pulled on each other. Beneath her long, loose hair, her beautiful features were filled with grievance, and her eyes were brimming with tears...

She was truly pitiful to behold.

"I am fine."

How could nothing be wrong? She's been bullied like this, but Tan Xuan couldn't possibly say, "Something's wrong with me."

Tan Xuan quickly tidied herself up, covering her collar, and looked down at the middle-aged woman who was still curled up on the ground clutching her lower abdomen. She asked with concern, "Is she alright? How much force did you use?"

The human body is very fragile and sensitive. Often, just twisting your ankle and falling to the ground can cause sudden nausea, weakness, dizziness, and even shock, and it can take a long time to recover.

A real ankle sprain, especially in the first ten minutes or so after the sprain, is ten times more painful than what is described in novels.

If a sprained ankle is this bad, then the soft abdomen, which contains many organs, is even worse when suddenly kicked. If you can speak within 5 minutes, you'll be considered to have a strong will.

"It's okay, I can't die."

Bai Chou waved his hand and said, "Besides, what I did was an act of bravery. It's not even considered excessive self-defense. She'll recover in about ten minutes."

Tan Xuan, being knowledgeable about life and law, knew that Bai Chou was absolutely right. Her worries lessened slightly, and she said softly, "Thank you."

"What I really want to know is what happened."

Bai Chou joked, "Seriously, the idea of ​​the wife tearing apart the mistress is really appealing to me. If I hadn't realized that you were the one being torn apart, I might have just stood by and watched the show."

Everyone loves a good show, and Bai Chou is no exception.

It's unlikely that Bai Chou would completely stand idly by and not intervene, but if the person being bullied wasn't someone he knew, Bai Chou might not actually help.

Respect the fate of others and let go of helping others.

"I'm not a mistress, I never wanted to be one. It was her husband who kept harassing me..." Tan Xuan explained anxiously, covering her collar.

Bai Chou's expression instantly turned strange.

He understood why Tan Xuan needed to explain. At least a dozen people had witnessed this sudden farce today, and regardless of whether Tan Xuan was a mistress or not, her reputation would be affected.

Bad people don't write "bad person" on their faces, and mistresses don't write "I am mistress" on their faces when interacting with others.

Everyone in this society has an identity, a mask, which is jointly created by themselves and the people they come into contact with.

A mistress who destroys other people's relationships is clearly not a mask that allows one to thrive in interpersonal relationships. Regardless of whether Tan Xuan was a mistress or not, she would not want to wear such a mask in her interactions with others.

If you don't want to wear such a mask, you have to explain with words and prove with actions to wipe away the mud that was suddenly splashed on you.

Tan Xuan is just explaining things to herself here... making it seem like she and Tan Xuan are boyfriend and girlfriend, and she caught Tan Xuan cheating or discovered Tan Xuan's dark history.

"We'll talk about whether you're a mistress or not later."

Bai Chou raised his hand to stop Tan Xuan, who was anxiously explaining, and then glanced at the middle-aged woman lying on the ground like a shrimp: "The problem now is, how to deal with her."

Should I just leave, call the police, or wait until she's more recovered before trying to reason with her?

These are three completely different choices. If you just walk away, the problem is unlikely to be solved. Who knows what kind of trouble this woman will cause at school once she recovers?

Calling the police will most likely not resolve the issue. Uncle Hat usually only tries to smooth things over in these kinds of civil disputes, unless you have money, power, and connections.

For Tan Xuan, the best solution was to have a serious talk with this middle-aged woman. Whether it was presenting the facts and reasoning, or resorting to threats and inducements…

In short, you have to win over this woman to solve the problem.

"Wouldn't this be too much trouble for you?" Tan Xuan didn't answer Bai Chou's question. Instead, after thinking for a moment, she asked Bai Chou hesitantly.

Bai Chou knew immediately that Tan Xuan wanted to have a serious talk with this woman.

Whether you leave or call the police, there's no need to worry about Baichou. The only thing that requires "reasoning" with this woman is Baichou: you have to explain the physics first before you can explain the logic.

Without Bai Chou's physical intimidation, this middle-aged woman would most likely have taken advantage of her greater strength and brute force to start a fight with Tan Xuan.

"It's no trouble at all, just a small matter. If you really feel bad about it, then try to help me out in any way you can." Bai Chou smiled casually.

"Thank you."

Seeing that Bai Chou wasn't entirely without expectation of reward, Tan Xuan felt much relieved. She believed she still had the ability to repay Bai Chou. She might not be able to help with big things, but she could certainly help with small things.

As the two were talking, the middle-aged woman, who had been curled up on the ground, seemed to have recovered a little and suddenly reached out to grab Tan Xuan's slender calf and ankle.

"what!"

Seemingly traumatized, Tan Xuan retreated in a panic despite not being a very strong middle-aged woman.

have to.

Bai Chou sighed slightly. Given Tan Xuan's condition, it would be difficult to reason with this middle-aged woman. All the woman needed to do was keep pressing her, and she would eventually infuriate Tan Xuan.

Anyone who has watched a debate knows that it's not about who is more reasonable or who is more objectively justified. What a debate is really about is who can better express their subjective viewpoint, who can speak louder, and who can occupy the moral high ground and relentlessly attack the opponent's logical flaws.

A "tearing apart" is, in a sense, an unregulated and pointless debate where both sides, in addition to presenting their subjective viewpoints, may resort to bullying, force, and other means...

(End of this chapter)