An Chan was not in a good mood.
Last night, she bumped her car into an electric bike and compensated the owner with 800 yuan.
The front of her car was also dented.
It was a BMW Series 3 her father bought for her, a luxury car with high repair costs, restoring it would cost at least a few thousand yuan.
It seemed like a hint from fate, suggesting her choice was wrong, and thinking of this cast a shadow over An Chan's heart.
However, as a young teacher with outstanding abilities, An Chan still perked up to face her new career.
In the corridor, Gao Heshuai from the same office greeted her with the kindest smile, "Hello, Teacher An!"
Teacher An was quite beautiful, very much fitting the two-dimensional image Gao Heshuai liked most, he felt like he'd seen the light this time.
"Hello." An Chan politely responded.
Gao Heshuai rolled up his sleeves, looking like a helpful person: "If you encounter any trouble, just give me a shout!"
