Back at the company, Zhang Jingdong chatted idly with Lin Xirui and others before heading downstairs.
He sat in his car and thought for a moment, then sent a message to Lin Xiran: Do you have classes this afternoon? If not, I will come over now and give you two extra tutoring sessions.
Soon Lin Xiran replied: Just the first class, and it's about to end now.
Zhang Jingdong: Are you tired now? Can you still handle the tutoring?
Lin Xiran: Of course, I'm not tired. Mr. Zhang's classes are now my favorite, I am willing to attend as many as possible!
Zhang Jingdong: Seeing your eagerness to learn, I'm coming over now.
Lin Xiran: Okay, I'll wait for you near the academic building.
Zhang Jingdong felt a stir in his heart, swiftly started the car, and quickly disappeared from view.
Twenty minutes later, a blue Bugatti Veyron slowly parked in the parking lot in front of the Art College's academic building.
