Chapter 292: It's also an invitation

Once Jie La was led out of the classroom, Zhou Ming immediately felt the stares coming from all directions. It was obvious that these people were all jealous of the special attention he was receiving from his tutor Jie La. But honestly, Zhou Ming definitely had never seen this pretty teacher before today. He was also confused as to why she had called him out alone, and he had no idea what was going on.

'Teacher, I'm sure you're innocent. That Jie La doesn't seem like a good person, and this is America. Just now, something like that happened at the door, so you have to be careful!'

Ye Ning, who was standing next to him, firmly told Zhou Ming. Zhou Ming was a little unable to laugh at this, and he patted Ye Ning's little hand and said to her, 'Don't worry, it's not that easy to make something out of nothing. Millard has already proven this to us very well. Don't think about it so much. I'll go take a look.'

After saying this, Zhou Ming got up and went out. At the door, Teacher Jie La was waiting. She tilted her head and looked at Zhou Ming meaningfully and said, 'You're so slow to come out, do you have a lot to explain? Or are you afraid I'll eat you?'

Jie La didn't intend for Zhou Ming to answer, so as soon as he finished, he waved his hand and said, 'Okay, you don't need to say anything more. I'm not interested in your Chinese affairs. You come with me over here, don't distract the other students from studying.'

'I don't mind,' Zhou Ming shrugged unnecessarily.

Jie La then led Zhou Ming to a secluded corner, but she didn't rush to speak, instead carefully looking him up and down for a while.

It was still quite nice to be looked at by a beautiful woman, but considering her status as a teacher, Zhou Ming didn't want to keep her waiting, so out of respect, he had to touch his nose and speak first, 'Jie La, are you saying that I'm very handsome? You have to look at me like this.'

Jelala burst out laughing. She was curious and asked Zhou Ming, 'Don't you want to know why I took you out alone?'

'Of course I do, but I believe that if you wanted to tell me, you would have told me. You specifically sought me out and brought me to such a remote place. Zhou Ming paused for a moment and then said, 'Or unless you, Mentor Jie La, have some special intentions for me, and want to stage something with me that is more taboo and violates school rules and the law, but if you really plan to do so, I don't think I would mind calling the police.'

Jie La looked up and down at Zhou Ming a few times, her eyes a little strange, and said, 'In my impression, aren't Chinese people supposed to be very humble and shy? How dare you even talk nonsense like this? Is it because of me?'

'You are partly to blame, but I also want to fit in,' Zhou Ming said.

'Okay, let's get back to business. I saw what happened at the department entrance. You rejected the invitations from the Student Union, Harvard United Society and Ivy League Association? Even though the leaders of these associations personally came to invite you?'

Zhou Ming was embarrassed and scratched his head, saying, 'Although I'm embarrassed, I have to say that's the case, because I have already joined the Chinese Students Association, so it's not good to join other associations.'

Jelal nodded silently and then suddenly asked, 'I see, so do you know why these associations are so persistent in looking for you?'

This question made Zhou Ming's heart tremble. In fact, from just now when he entered the Department of Economics and even after finally sitting in the classroom, Zhou Ming had been thinking about this question the whole time, because both the Student Union and the Harvard United Society had been a bit too grand in their invitations. At first, Zhou Ming thought it might be because he had given a speech as the freshman representative at the opening ceremony.

That seemed plausible, but on second thought, there was still something wrong. Now that Jie La had said it like that, there was definitely no doubt that there were other reasons.

'You're not surprised?' Jela asked.

Zhou Ming shrugged, "I should be, but I'm sorry, I really can't be surprised right now.'

'Then I'm afraid what I'm about to say will surprise you," Jela said. 'They're looking for you because you went to Lexington before and met someone nicknamed tiger.'

Zhou Ming frowned: 'tiger? How come everyone knows this name?'

Jie La was surprised instead: "All? How come many people have asked you this name? This name is very important, because he is not any celebrity or political figure. If it is not someone of a certain status, no one else is likely to know this name!'

'Only people of a certain status know?" Zhou Ming keenly captured the key point in Jie La's words and asked.

In fact, Zhou Ming's previous sentence was just said casually, because in fact, apart from Hoover, who took him to Lexington, Zhou Ming had only heard this name from Li Cheng. In fact, since Hoover and himself communicated in Chinese, he had actually only heard it from Li Cheng. Although this is related to the fact that Zhou Ming's circle of contacts is too small, an even more important point is that this Mr. Tiger is indeed a figure who is not easy to get in touch with.

Jie La lost in Zhou Ming's interrogation and she told Zhou Ming, 'Harvard University, as the world's top university, its students are the target of development for all consortia. So these consortia infiltrate the university and establish associations of their own. On the one hand, they want to get first-hand information about the students, and on the other hand, they want to get the talent they need most under their control.'

'So this school, which is bathed in the light of God, is actually very dirty inside.'

Jie La commented on Harvard and then said, 'What I want to tell you is that these associations, which have a lot of influence in the school, all have the power of the consortium behind them. They are just looking for you to convey the invitation of the power behind them. So what makes you think you can get an invitation from those consortia?'

'Because Mr Tiger approached me,' Zhou Ming guessed. 'Since Mr Tiger still has a lot of influence in high society, when other forces find out that he approached me, they will want to know why he approached me and what he said to me after he found me.'

Jie La shook her head: 'If that's all, then it's pretty superficial. These forces don't really care what Mr. Tiger will say to you. Their focus is only on why Mr. Tiger would approach you, and what exactly is so attractive about you. They are reaching out to you, and they are indeed opening the door to welcome you to join.'

'What about you, Mentor Jie La?' Zhou Ming suddenly asked.

This question caught Jie La unprepared. Jie La was stunned for the first time, and then she gave Zhou Ming a flirtatious look before answering, 'My purpose is of course no exception.'

Saying this, Jie La extended her hand to Zhou Ming: 'Let's get acquainted. My name is Jie La. The doctoral supervisor I am following at the Harvard Foundation Institute is Nordleman. I believe you know him. I was sent by him to invite you to join the Harvard Foundation Institute.'

Zhou Ming smiled and shook Jie La's delicate little hand. 'Of course I know Mr Nordleman. He has been to China and I have had the honour of meeting him twice.'

'So what's your answer?' Jie La asked.

'Think about it,' Zhou Ming replied.

'My Chinese baby, do you think it's because I'm not sincere enough, or because I'm not pretty enough?' Jie La asked, flirtatiously tossing her hair and deliberately leaning in Zhou Ming's ear.

As Jie La got closer, the faint fragrance from her body also reached Zhou Ming's nose, and even along her not-very-tight collar, Zhou Ming could still see a white patch of breasts and a deep ravine, which all made people itch.

Damn, is this American slut seducing me?

Zhou Ming thought to himself, then took a deep breath and said, 'Of course not, Mentor Jela, you are very sincere, and you are also very beautiful, you make me feel so good, my American baby.'

Zhou Ming blew hot air into Jela's ear and finally gave it a little nibble.

Zhou Ming had only intended to tease her a little as payback, but before his lips even touched her earlobe, Jie La screamed in sensitivity and immediately jumped away.

Facing this situation, Zhou Ming was very surprised: 'I didn't realize that my American baby is quite sensitive. I feel very sorry, but if you don't have anything else to do, I'll go back to class first, because I still want to graduate from Harvard and don't want to lose any credits.'

Zhou Ming finished by giving Jie La a flying kiss before turning and leaving, while Jie La leaned against the wall, a little dazed.

This damned Chinese man, why is he so bold as to dare kiss her here?

Jie La touched her ear and thought about the situation just now: Could it be that her ear is some kind of sensitive erogenous zone? Why did he kiss her and she reacted so strongly?

Jie La also thought about the last kiss that Zhou Ming gave her before leaving, and her body actually shivered. She rubbed her long, straight legs together, and suddenly she felt something. She whispered angrily, 'This Chinese bastard,' and then hurriedly ran towards the toilet.

As for Zhou Ming, who had left, he didn't go back to the classroom right away, but wandered in the hallway for a while.

It was clear that what had happened to him today was related to his meeting with Uncle Hu. Although Zhou Ming believed that if someone was determined to find out, and Uncle Hu was also a big shot, the news could not be covered up, the news had now spread a little too quickly. In addition, from the principal Lawrence temporarily asking him to replace the freshman representative and speak on stage, to the many clubs that had actively invited him to join since the start of the semester, and from what Jie La had just said, it was not known what kind of power was behind these clubs, and the influence was too great.

Since Tiger is such a big shot that so many people are paying attention to him, there is no reason for him not to have thought of all this. So if he has thought of all this, and still asked to meet with him in person instead of sending someone to deliver a message, does that mean he really doesn't care, or is this actually his plan? Then what exactly was his plan when he asked him to establish a very influential consortium in Brighton before graduation?

These one after another puzzles are all baffling. Zhou Ming frowned for a while, then sighed and took out his mobile phone and his own little notebook.

Zhou Ming flipped open the pages to find Hoover's number. This was the guy who had taken him to find Tiger, and he had also said that he could go to him for anything.