I was reborn without dreams

Chapter 166 Coach Zhang's Forehand Teaching of Pimples
Zhang Da'an's terrible singing came from the bathroom while he was taking a shower. Wang Douyan covered her head with a blanket, curled up on the bed, and talked to Shi Yelu on the phone.

"Lulu, I've finished my shower and I'm in bed now."

"Oh? You're done washing up? Where's the boss?"

"The boss is taking a shower..."

"Didn't you shower with him? You could have gone and scrubbed his back."

"I...I dare not..."

"You...you're driving me crazy!"

"Lulu, what should I do? I'm a little scared."

"Don't be afraid, don't worry."

The nanny was full of confidence, as if everything was under control.

"Go and give the boss a back rub, and he won't be so nervous in a little while."

"I...I really don't dare..."

Are you wearing clothes right now?

"No, I'm wrapped in a blanket."

"Oh, it's okay, you'll get used to it. Hey? Is the boss singing?"

"Hmm." She guessed right! Wang Douyan was certain that her direct supervisor knew the boss very well! Back in her hometown in Shazhou, "Little Xi Shi" was so excited when she heard Zhang Da'an's singing that she rolled around on her bed.

Holding her phone in one hand and the TV remote in the other, she gave important instructions to her close subordinate, Wang Douyan: "Dou Dou, if you're really nervous, just ignore everything, close your eyes and lie down."

"Won't the boss find it boring?"

"It will get interesting once you get the hang of it."

"really?"

Why would I lie to you? This is how I got here.

As she spoke, Shi Yelu even lifted her toes to carefully examine the manicure. It was flawless, really nice. It was a pity it was just a sticker, not a real manicure; she was just indulging herself when she had nothing else to do.

"Hey, DouDou, did you see any pretty women in the capital?"

"I saw it, so many of them, I wish my eyes could grow claws and slam them onto the boss."

"No one succeeded, right?"

“No, the boss said they were all ‘smooth-talking and flirtatious,’ and he wasn’t interested in promiscuous women…” Wang Douyan said with some doubt, “Actually, I think several of them have such a great presence, an inexplicable air about them, that you can tell at a glance they’re important people.”

"We don't need to worry about any of that, we don't need to be on guard against it. What we really need to be on guard against are those who are just as unfortunate as us. Those are the ones we need to be wary of!"

Makes sense!
Those with good fortune wouldn't risk everything; it has to be those with bad fortune. That's what it means to be in the same industry, to engage in naked, vicious competition.

It's not easy for a nanny to avoid the cutthroat competition.

In particular, they don't have any marketable survival skills, and even their basic housekeeping skills are not as good as those of the cleaning ladies at the school.

In ancient times, in a place known for its brothels and swamps, she would only be a lowly maidservant who emptied the chamber pots for the top courtesans; she wouldn't even be considered a lady.

A real lady.

In the legends of talented scholars and beautiful women, there is certainly no place for them. One didn't finish high school, and the other couldn't even get into a nursing school. They helped the talented scholar grind ink... The talented scholar was afraid of being infected with the "failure virus".

It has to be that your own boss isn't picky about food!

Therefore, as the leader of the nanny team, Shi Yelu repeatedly emphasized the key work priorities of her department.

These are all based on the team leader's experience.

It's all knowledge!!
Despite the detailed guidance from her leader Shi Yelu, Wang Douyan was still nervous, unable to lie down or sit comfortably.

The place she lives in now was originally prepared by Shazhou City to facilitate her trip to Beijing to recite the poem "Linjiangxian". However, with the demise of the "Beijing Liaison Office", the place was never used after the renovation was completed. It is usually just cleaned up and is like a material warehouse.

In order to facilitate Comrade Zhang An's trip to Beijing to curry favor... I mean, to express his views on the "Science and Education Revitalizing the Nation Strategy," under the supervision of the province, Comrade Zhang An purchased this property, which originally belonged to Shazhou City, at market price.

It's not very big, but it's more than enough to run a small hotel or something.

As a northerner, Wang Douyan really likes this kind of spacious and airy house with heating. It can't compare to a big villa or a large apartment, but it's almost the same, because it's just a complete small building.

"DouDou, just imagine yourself as a rag doll. You lie there and play 'house' with the boss. You'll be gone in the blink of an eye. Oh, I forgot to ask you, what are some good places to eat and fun things to do in Beijing?"

"Yes, yes, I was just about to tell you, Lulu. My boss took me to a tea restaurant today. I thought it was just a place to eat, but the upstairs and downstairs were completely different. It was like a museum. There was even a whole area that sold clothes, like a huge department store..."

Wang Douyan quickly explained that the "supermarket" was indeed huge, and the prices of the items it sold were higher than she had imagined.

It's a little more expensive than the prices at the Dongda Street Small Commodities Wholesale Market in my hometown.

A suit costs over 100,000... francs.

"What kind of clothes cost over 100,000?!"

While admiring her manicure, "Little Xi Shi" suddenly sat up, and her breasts immediately swayed from side to side and rose and fell.

She was so excited she was almost frantic. Until now, her boss hadn't taken her shopping for any nice clothes!

Just hearing Wang Douyan's description, she was already so envious of "Butterfly" that she turned purple. Normally, "Butterfly" has pink wings, but being given such a shock by her best friend and subordinate made her blush with envy.

"I don't know either. I was completely stunned, and it looked like it was worn by a man..."

"Whether it's worn by men or women, even if it's worn by the dead, it's still worth over 100,000."

"It seems the price is in francs. How much is one franc approximately?"

In fact, the exchange rate between the French franc and the RMB is almost the same. Although the euro has been adopted, many places still use the French franc for settlement, especially in former French colonies. Few transactions are denominated in US dollars or euros; the franc or gold franc is the true "legal tender".

As for why "tea restaurants" can charge in francs, it's simply because some of their business partners are from Africa. If these people have large projects, they will first go to Hong Kong and then to Bao'an, and then go to Beijing with "Master Jing".

The "masters of Beijing" here are all super capital giants, far beyond the reach of "small players" like Zhang Da'an with a net worth of 2 billion.

After all, state-owned capital is still capital.

But Zhang Da'an was able to "make his way" because of his 2 billion yuan net worth, which is of very high value. With a hundredfold leverage, it would directly become 200 billion yuan.

Others wouldn't dare use 100x leverage, but the "Beijing bigwigs" in Bao'an are the kind of people who could illegally list on the Hong Kong Stock Exchange along with "Fantasy" company. Even if the King of Heaven himself came, they'd start with 100x leverage.

As for those private entrepreneurs who own home appliance chains and want to do something similar, then the prison food will have to be improved by them. Zhang Da'an not going public isn't really a big problem, whether domestically or internationally. He can't possibly be sanctioned for doing business abroad, can he?

Therefore, the best way is to ask Zhang Da'an to do them a favor and give them face so that they can also get a share of the profits.

As for trying to bring down the "three-time champion," that's as irrational as not having an Olympic champion endorse a star sport and letting them rely on luck.

Literature and art are inseparable; both should flourish, and both should be considered for their "united front value."

Zhang Da'an is now far better than the "ignorant girl left behind in the countryside." If he grits his teeth and turns "Zhang Da'an Hope Primary School" into a celebrity charity project, he might not be able to get a national flag to cover it up, but it wouldn't be a problem to have an "obituary series" on the editorial board.

His 1.5-second appearance on "Xinwen Lianbo" in Beijing this time is enough to keep him entertained for 10 or 20 years.

Whether one can continue to get a few more shots or even a role depends not only on personal effort but also on historical opportunities.

If you seize the opportunity, you'll get more screen time.

However, Coach Zhang wasn't interested in the opportunity. He took a shower and warmed up so that he could be in the best condition for a one-on-one duel with player Wang Douyan.

Upon entering the room, I saw Wang Douyan covered by a blanket, muttering something to herself.

"DouDou, who are you talking to on the phone? Lulu?"

"Well, it's her."

Zhang Da'an's voice startled him so much that he almost froze.

Wang Douyan, peeking out with her big eyes, whispered, "I'm chatting with her."

"Are you chatting on your phone? Phone calls are expensive, it's a waste of money. Hang up quickly and let her go to sleep. If you want to chat, I'll chat with you."

"........."

After sitting on the edge of the bed to relax for a while, I heard "Little Xi Shi's" coquettish voice coming from my phone, "Hmph, boss~~ Did you buy Lulu new clothes today?"

"None of your business. You have no say because you're small."

"laugh!"

Holding her phone, Wang Douyan couldn't help but laugh again.

She had always known that Shi Yelu cared a lot about this.

"Boss~~"

As he pulled Wang Douyan into his arms, he heard the aggrieved cry of "Little Xi Shi" coming from his phone.

"Alright, alright, I'll get you a card when we get back. You can use it as you please when you go shopping in Xinjiekou, okay?"

"Boss, you're the best! Mua~~"

Shi Yelu's thoughts immediately flew to Jiangning, and she encouraged her best friend and subordinate, Wang Douyan, saying, "Go Doudou, bye-bye~~"

Before Wang Douyan could reply, she had already hung up the phone.

Wang Douyan, clutching her phone, fell silent, unsure of what to do.

I was at a loss, and even a little confused about where to put my phone.

"Old, boss..."

"nervous?"

"kind of."

"Should I turn off the light?"

"Um……"

I reached out and touched the bedside table; even the ambient lighting in the room was turned off.

In an instant, everything went dark. Wang Douyan tried to open her eyes wide, but she still couldn't see anything around her.

Only when I feel the warm breath brushing against my forehead, cheeks, and earlobes can I be sure that this is not a night spent alone.

She was so nervous that she clamped her legs together, not daring to move at all. Her fingers were so hard that her fingernails scratched the phone case, making a squeaking sound.

I felt a rough, strong hand on my waist, and I trembled. My phone slipped out of my hand and I don’t know where it went, maybe under the pillow or in the gap by the headboard.

She wanted to say something, but this was a training match that required no words and was extremely intense.

She caught her breath and wanted to rest for a while, but unfortunately, she couldn't call a timeout. The more she wanted to rest, the less the coach would let her. In the end, she was so exhausted that she cried.

I'm crying, but we still have to fight!
It was only then that Wang Douyan realized how difficult it was for Team Leader Shi. Before, she thought that the team leader was exaggerating and talking nonsense, but now Wang Douyan understood that it was impossible to defend Coach Zhang one-on-one; the only option was zone defense.

"Old, boss..."

"what happened?"

"boss……"

Wang Douyan's eyes were filled with tears as she stared blankly at the darkness, where a faint light flickered, seemingly Zhang Da'an's eyes. She didn't know how humiliating her expression should be. She wanted to beg for mercy, but her stubborn personality prevented her from saying it, because it was just too shameful.

How am I supposed to know what you're up to if you don't speak?

"........."

Biting her lip, Wang Douyan knew the other person was toying with her, but what could she do? She was so weak, powerless, and helpless.

She felt as if she had encountered a "white blizzard," completely helpless.

"Boss, please..."

Hey.

"what!!!!"

The room lights suddenly came on, and looking up, Wang Douyan could see Zhang Da'an's smug smile. She covered her face and screamed, then babbled incoherently, "Turn off the lights! Turn off the lights! Don't look at me, don't look at me—"

"Hahahaha... Little lady, tonight you're completely helpless, crying out to heaven and earth. Keep crying, keep crying, even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to your aid. Hahahaha..."

"........."

Unable to hide, Wang Douyan could only cover her face...

(End of this chapter)