Chapter 419: Chapter 419

Is this the real world or another parallel world?

Shen You’an slid the photo into the book *In Search of Schrödinger’s Cat*, picked up a mathematics test paper, and handed it to Gao Yuyue. "It’s still early. Why not work on some problems?"

"I didn’t come to you to do test papers. Don’t you think this is a bit much?"

Gao Yuyue obediently took the paper, but the first question stumped her right away...

Shen You’an pulled over a chair and began teaching her the problems.

Shen You’an’s teaching pace was quick, so quick that Gao Yuyue didn’t dare let her mind wander. She devoted her full attention to the process, to the point where she completely forgot why she had come to Shen You’an in the first place.

But she had to admit, Shen You’an was an excellent tutor. In just two short hours, she gained a lot from the session.

The aftermath of overexerting her brain? The moment Gao Yuyue’s head hit the pillow, she fell asleep without a single thought.

Deep into the night, the world lay silent. In the dim room, only a solitary lamp glowed.

A young girl sat alone under the light, quietly flipping through a thick English book. Holding a pen in hand, she pondered deeply while taking notes.

To live life, one must have a goal.

The paths to achieving those goals lie concealed within the boundless ocean of knowledge. Day after day, year after year, she was like a lone boat adrift on the vast sea, uncertain of the road ahead. But one day, she would part the mist, reach her ideal shore, and in the flourishing springtime, see the person she had dreamed of and longed for at the water’s edge.

The spring sun was bright and warm.

Xiao Bei stretched lazily as he walked out of the lounge. Halfway through a yawn, his mouth abruptly formed an "O" shape, stuck wide open and unable to close.

A woman dressed in a crisp police uniform strode in with long, confident steps.

Last night, he had seen Xiang Chenyu in casual clothes, looking like a rock musician—cool and aloof.

Today, in her uniform, Xiang Chenyu exuded a heroic and dashing energy, with a commanding aura that rivaled any man. The authority emanating from her furrowed brows surpassed even Li Minglai’s. Hard to believe she was not yet thirty.

While Xiao Bei stood there dazed, Xiang Chenyu marched in, her cold gaze sweeping across the room. "Slacking off —what kind of standard is this?"

As her words fell, it felt like a clap of thunder.

Xiao Bei turned pale with fright. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by NoveI★Fire.net

"D-Director Xiang... why are you here so early?"

Even Li Minglai usually only showed up right at nine o’clock, and yet it was barely seven now.

Xiang Chenyu snorted coldly. "Do you take me for some idle figure like Li Minglai? The leader sets the example for the team—it’s absolutely true."

The others who had been sleeping quickly stood at attention, standing properly to receive their reprimand.

Turns out, her gentle demeanor from last night had been an illusion. The stern woman before them now, issuing commands without needing to raise her voice, was the real Xiang Chenyu.

This was far more "intense" than Li Minglai ever was.

"At 7:30 a.m., assemble on the spot. Anyone who’s late—ten laps around the training field."

With that, she strode directly to her office.

Xiao Bei and the others exchanged glances, scrambling to pull out their phones to message the team.

"Demoness alert. We’ve got a demoness here. Looks like life’s about to become sheer ’torture.’"

—— "Captain Wen’s doomed. The demoness is making us assemble at 7:30 sharp. Latecomers have to run ten laps. No negotiating—this is brutal."

Wen Zhou usually arrived early, but this morning happened to get delayed by a car accident on the road. When he finally entered the main hall, he was just on the dot.

Seeing the scene in the lobby, Wen Zhou instinctively furrowed his brow.

Xiang Chenyu glanced down at her watch and said coldly, "In my book, barely making it on time counts as being late. Captain Wen, I trust you’d like to set an example for everyone? Ten laps around the track. No objections, right?"

Everyone glared at Xiang Chenyu indignantly. Making Captain Wen run laps—what kind of humiliation was this?

Who did she think she was, a newcomer coasting on her connections, coming in and targeting Captain Wen right away? Absolutely despicable.

Wen Zhou said nothing, giving a slight nod before turning towards the training field.

Xiang Chenyu clasped her hands behind her back, her icy gaze sweeping through the room. Wherever her eyes landed, no one could meet them. Heads bowed one after another.

"I don’t know how Li Minglai ran things here, but under me, everything will be governed by discipline. We have plenty of time ahead, and you’ll come to understand my style. If you can’t adapt, transfer to logistics as soon as possible."

Everyone felt angry but dared not speak up.

"Wrap up the cases on your desks. In ten minutes, meet in the conference room."

As she finished speaking, Xiang Chenyu waved her hand dismissively. No one moved.

Raising her eyebrows, Xiang Chenyu added, "What? Still have questions?"

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

Returning to her office, Xiang Chenyu had just taken her seat when there was a knock at the door.

Looking up, she saw a round-faced young man standing at the doorway. "Director Xiang, I’m your assistant, Song Shi."