Chapter 23: A Raise in Pay?
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Unbeknownst to Jack, the video of his encounter with the president of Houston University, which was recorded by a female student, had been uploaded to the Houston University website and forum.
The topic immediately piqued the interest of both new and returning students at Houston University.
In just one day and night, there were as many as three thousand replies to the thread.
The thread was titled—
'Significant Changes in the Annual Freshman Hazing Rules in the School of Traditional Studies, Video of the New Student's Battle with Smith!'
"Genius appears in every generation!"
"This junior is so impressive, his skills are really good, and Smith is notoriously tough. It's really been years since anyone lasted more than a few rounds against him; how did this student manage that?"
"Does anyone know his online handle?"
"What are you planning to do?"
"I want to flirt with him!"
"I want to flirt with him, too!"
"Flirt with him, just flirt with him!"
"Men who can fight make you feel safe!"
"The i***t upstairs doesn't get it, a man who fights doesn't necessarily make you feel safe. It's the man with stamina who does, you know what I mean!"
"Sisters, let’s all call out this i***t!"
"Let’s slam him!"
The response rate on the forum skyrocketed.
In addition to students from Houston University, many from other schools also joined in the discussion.
Jack had no idea, as he was sleeping, that there were so many people discussing him on the Houston University forum.
Everyone knew that the foundation of the School of Traditional Studies was to promote Chinese traditional scholarship. In addition to this, it focused on physical health. After all, promoting violence was prohibited on any university campus. Nevertheless, many people were interested in learning some of the traditional practices.
Not to mention, picking up a few skills could also be beneficial when trying to impress girls.
...
The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and Jack got up early. Funnily enough, after the disruption from Diana the previous night, he woke up feeling quite spirited.
That woman was awful, disturbing his sleep in the middle of the night.
She may not sleep, but he needed his sleep.
After freshening up and stepping outside, Anita’s car was already waiting for him.
"Hey handsome, get in!" Anita said with a slight smile.
Jack got into the car.
He just remembered that he had forgotten to turn his phone back on.
He couldn’t help but smile bitterly. In a half-awake state the night before, he had removed his phone's battery and failed to add Diana's QQ number.
A series of notifications.
As soon as Jack turned on his phone, he was taken aback.
“This, this…”
Jack looked at his phone — there were a staggering thirteen missed calls.
Besides these missed calls, there were also two text messages.
"Handsome boy, dare to play this game with your sister?"
"The consequences of offending a woman are not fun! Sister is giving you one last chance, come to Greenstone Jewelry tonight, I'll be waiting for you in the top floor office, if you don’t come—”
Jack's scalp tingled. Truthfully, he had no idea how this woman would get back at him, but her demands seemed a bit too much. Asking him to wake up at three in the morning to add her QQ number was excessive; who does that?
Diana was the first he'd encountered like this.
Seems like he would have to meet with this woman tonight.
“How do you feel about university life?" Anita asked as she drove.
Jack looked out at the scenery and said, “Not too fond of it, too many people!”
“Too many people?” Anita asked in surprise.
“Too many people can make one feel unsafe,” Jack said with a smile.
Many people might feel that being in a crowd was reassuring.
But he didn’t think so.
In a world where good mixed with bad, it was hard to imagine what kind of people were out there.
“By the way, how was your observation of the geographical situation at Houston University yesterday?” Anita asked seriously.
Jack remembered this and frowned, “Not good!”
“Not good? What was it like?”
Jack took a deep breath and said, “Can we not send the young lady to Houston University?”
Thinking back to his first day as Lucy’s bodyguard and the incidents that occurred made him worry. It was one thing if it were somewhere else, but Houston University was a complexity of good and bad, and with so many high points, it would be effortless for someone to assassinate Lucy!
He didn’t want to set himself such a difficult task!
“I don’t have the final say in this," Anita shook her head.
Jack said helplessly, “To be honest, in a university, to make someone disappear... it’s too easy. The tall buildings provide perfect spots to position a sniper, who could set up a silent shot with a suppressor… The consequences are unimaginable, I can guarantee to catch the sniper after the young lady’s death, but I absolutely can't ensure to find him before he pulls the trigger!”
“Pfft!”
Anita suddenly laughed.
“What are you laughing at? I’m being serious here,” Jack said, feeling that Anita was diverting the topic.
Anita responded, “You don’t need to worry about those. Every potential sniper spot at Houston University will be covered by our security team members, so it’s impossible for a sniper to set up there. You just need to be careful of other potential dangers that could harm the young miss! That means, any place that could pose a risk to her safety can’t be overlooked.”
She did not ponder whether this was Jack’s specialty because she knew he would understand.
And indeed, Jack did.
He had learned far too much from that vile old man.
“Details—”
Jack murmured to himself.
If he committed to something, he would strive to perfect it. From his first day as Lucy's personal bodyguard, he had always prioritized her safety. But how could he ensure her safety if he wasn’t always by her side?
“The young miss will be starting at Houston University in a few days!” Anita said.
“Oh!” Jack nodded.
He couldn’t quite imagine it.
The stunningly beautiful woman setting foot in Houston University would undoubtedly create waves.
“But that’s not the most important thing. The most important thing is that you won’t be able to go home tonight!” Anita said.
“What’s going on?” Jack couldn’t help but wonder.
“Tonight, the young miss needs to step out for a bit, and your job is to protect her all night!” Anita explained.
Jack’s eyes widened.
This was bad.
That woman, Diana, asked him to meet her tonight, but now Lucy needed him to protect her all night—
“By the way, does this come with a raise?” Jack suddenly asked.
Forget everything else; this question was priority.
A raise was most important.
Anita’s driving hand seemed to stiffen for a moment.
The next second, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Hey, focus on driving!”
“Beep, beep, beep, beep!”
Anita was amused by Jack’s money-loving nature.
Jack also touched his nose.
Ever since his first day as Lucy’s personal bodyguard, he had only one dream: to ensure his beautiful sister lived well.
“This counts as overtime!” Anita straightened up, slightly smiling.
“So, how much more will I get?” Jack asked expectantly.
“Three thousand!”
Anita said.
Jack’s spirits lifted in an instant.
Three thousand was a sizeable amount indeed.
“By the way—” Jack ventured cautiously, “When will the salary that miss docked be reimbursed?”
“That, I don’t know!”
...
Soon after, Anita dropped Jack off at Houston University and left.
Jack entered the campus of Houston University.
It had to be said.
The scenery of Houston University was quite beautiful.
Walking here, the air seemed fresher than outside.
Houston University—
A dream place for countless people.
Yet he had come here rather unwittingly.
“Hm?”
Just then, Jack frowned suddenly.
His senses were very sharp.
He felt that, along the way today, many people were looking at him.
Yesterday, when he arrived at Houston University, he was just another face in the crowd. But today, at first glance, it seemed like people recognized him, and then they took a second look.
Quite a few people seemed to be eyeing him on his way.
It was like he was a celebrity.
But that wasn't right.
If it was about fame, there should be screams and cheers.
“Ah!”
Just as he thought this, a scream sounded in Jack's ear, perfectly matching his train of thought.
It came from a rather plain-looking, somewhat overweight female student, whose eyes lit up along with a few other girls at the first sight of Jack. After several more looks, they seemed to be confirming whether he really was who they thought he was.
“You're Jack!”
“I—”
Jack felt an urge to whip out a mirror and take a look at himself.
Was he famous?
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