Chapter 224 Planning a Company
After two classes of evening math tutoring, Zhou Jing went to the office. Yang Wenwen, who was reading a book, looked up and saw that there were other teachers in the office. Neither of them spoke.

After washing his hands, Zhou Jing asked Yang Wenwen how to get the teacher evaluation form, and took the opportunity to get a little closer to Yang Wenwen.

"This form must be issued to every student. Fill in the code of the corresponding teacher in the first line of each column, and then give the score below. Put a check mark behind the corresponding item score."

Yang Wenwen explained carefully.

“Do student ratings have a big impact on teachers?”

Zhou Jing put one hand on Yang Wenwen's leg and glanced at the grading form, which was quite complicated. Students were required to rate each teacher. The grading items included teaching attitude, blackboard writing, teaching methods, behavior, etc.

"It will be used as a reference, but the main consideration is still the students' grades. For example, if the math grades of your class are very good, it doesn't matter if all the students give you bad reviews. If the grades of your class are not good, it doesn't matter how high the students' scores are."

In order to prevent the boy from moving his hands, Yang Wenwen put her left leg on top of her right leg.

“That’s fair.”

Zhou Jing nodded. The end of every school year is when teachers are most stressed. The school will assess the teachers based on their substitute teaching performance and student scores, which is an important reference for evaluating professional titles.

After Yang Wenwen finished explaining the details of how students should grade teachers, there were only two people left in the office. Yang Wenwen pinched the back of the boy's hand. Although she was nervous, the tense feeling of having other teachers in the office made Yang Wenwen nervous but also a little excited.

During the third evening self-study class, Zhou Jing walked around the classroom and returned to the office. He did not see Yang Wenwen and was about to go to the dormitory to look for her. When he passed by the playground, he saw Gu Jia jogging. He wanted to run with Gu Jia, but was worried that Yang Wenwen might pass by and see him, so he went back to his dormitory.

After finishing running on the playground, Gu Jia passed by Zhou Jing's apartment building and saw that the lights on both sides of Zhou Jing's dormitory were dim, so she went to Zhou Jing's dormitory.

"Are the people on both sides away or are they taking a break?"

When they arrived outside Zhou Jing's door, Gu Jia whispered to the boy who opened the door.

"No, they are all senior high school teachers."

After the senior year graduated, the teachers who taught the senior year had their summer vacation early. Although the senior year teachers had a hard time, they had a great summer vacation.

There was no one next door, so Gu Jia relaxed a little and walked into Zhou Jing's dormitory with confidence.

"Master, you must be tired from running. Let me give you a massage."

Zhou Jing's eyes lingered on Gu Jia.

At this moment, Gu Jia was wearing a white short-sleeved top and black sports shorts. The sports shorts wrapped her toned buttocks, making them look quite round. She seemed to be emitting a refreshing heat as she had just finished running, which was very attractive.

"Forget about your hard work. If you want to write a novel, just write it. Don't worry about me."

Gu Jia saw the boy was halfway through writing a novel on his computer.

"No need to rush for novels. If you don't massage your legs after running, they will become thicker."

Zhou Jing looked at Gu Jia's curvaceous figure in a slim short-sleeved shirt and sports shorts and swallowed secretly. He pushed Gu Jia to the edge of the bed and asked her to lie down.

“Have my legs gotten thicker than last year?”

Gu Jia knew that running would easily make legs thicker, so she was very careful when exercising.

"Let me measure it."

Zhou Jing smiled and held Gu Jia's thighs with both hands. The soft and elastic feeling made Zhou Jing's heart beat fast.

"Is it thick?"

Gu Jia didn't mind and touched the boy's head.

"See? It's more elastic now. Lie down and I'll give you a massage."

Zhou Jing still kept his hands on Gu Jia's legs, massaging them like kneading dough.

Gu Jia was already a little tired after running, and the boy rubbing her legs made her body even weaker, so she lay down on the pillow.

Zhou Jing took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed, massaging Gu Jia's shoulders and moving down in sequence.

The boy's fingers applied just the right amount of force, not too light or too heavy, and he pinched Gu Jia's bones so hard that they seemed to fuse together and she didn't want to move.

"Take off the Master's shoes and put them on his feet."

Zhou Jing untied the laces of Gu Jia's sneakers. Gu Jia still didn't move, so Zhou Jing took off her shoes. Gu Jia was wearing light pink socks on her feet, which still emitted moist heat. Zhou Jing held her feet and kneaded her soles.

"Don't you mind my feet smelling?"

Gu Jia pulled her feet back unnaturally. "It doesn't stink."

Instead of being disgusted, Zhou Jing lifted it up and sniffed it.

Gu Jia stopped talking and lay on the pillow looking at her phone.

"Master, will you go back tonight?"

After massaging for a while, Zhou Jing lay down next to Gu Jia and said.

"It doesn't matter whether you go back or not, what's the matter?"

Gu Jia wondered if the boy wanted to continue spending the night with her.

"It's okay. Are you afraid of being alone tonight?"

Zhou Jing held one of Gu Jia's hands and placed it on his face, wanting to hug Gu Jia, worried that Yang Wenwen might appear at any time.

Gu Jia smiled and said, "I'll look for you when I'm scared next time."

"You can come to me when you are not afraid."

Zhou Jing pinched Gu Jia's face and said.

There were footsteps outside in the corridor. Gu Jia hesitated to speak, and waited until the footsteps passed before saying, "Then I won't leave tonight."

As he said this, he pulled the quilt over him and wrapped it around him.

After lying in bed for a while, Zhou Jing got up to write a novel. It was too dangerous to have sex in the school dormitory.

Gu Jia didn’t get a good rest last night, so she decided not to go back to her rented house today. She stayed in Zhou Jing’s dormitory until the get out of class was almost over and then went back to her own dormitory to rest.

Zhou Jing felt relieved after Gu Jia left. The closer it was to summer vacation, the more impulsive he became.

After the bell rang, Zhou Jing turned off the computer, sent a message to Yang Wenwen, went out, took the car and left the school. On the way, he stopped the car when he saw Yang Wenwen. After sending Yang Wenwen home, Zhou Jing returned to his own residence.

The more impulsive Zhou Jing was, the more he felt that something bad was going to happen, so he had to stay calm.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming? What if I live in school?"

When Zhou Jing arrived at the door of the house, he saw Bai Xiyao sitting on the stairs.

"Then I'll go find you at school!" Bai Xiyao stood up, picked up the information bag under her buttocks, walked into the room and said straight to the point: "The store's performance in the first half of the year was outstanding, and I was selected as a representative by the district manager. I will go to the Shenzhen headquarters to attend a meeting at the end of July. Will you go with me then?"

"no problem."

Zhou Jing was not surprised. Under Bai Xiyao's management, the store business was already very good. In addition, the equipment for decorating the two Internet cafes were purchased through the store, so the sales volume can be imagined.

Zhou Jing must have resigned by the end of July, so he and Bai Xiyao can work freely.

Bai Xiyao came with one more thing. As she gained more and more experience in small and medium-sized projects, she planned to set up Bowei Network Technology Co., Ltd. in advance. She would go to the Shenzhen headquarters at the end of the month to attend a meeting to see if a direct supply channel could be opened up. If a direct supply channel could be established with the headquarters, then reducing the number of middlemen in the district could increase profits significantly.

“How much registered capital is required?”

After listening to Bai Xiyao's plan, Zhou Jing spoke directly and clearly.

"The registered capital is one million yuan, how about paying 200,000 yuan first?"

Bai Xiyao opened the refrigerator herself, took out a can of beer and started drinking.

"It's whatever you say. Won't your parents be worried if you don't go home at night?"

Seeing that Bai Xiyao didn't plan to leave that night, Zhou Jing tidied up the second bedroom.

"What's there to worry about? I told my family that everything that should and shouldn't have happened between us happened after we drank together in college. It doesn't matter now."

Bai Xiyao talked nonsense in a serious manner.

"Fuck, will your dad break my legs when we meet next time?"

Zhou Jing was speechless.

"You'd better be careful. My dad was very angry when he heard it."

(End of this chapter)