Gold Medal Mediator [Quick Transmigration] 31p1

Chapter 31: Being the Boss’s Woman (5-1)

A corner of the cafeteria.

Hua Baihe sat in her chair, looking with satisfaction at the tomato and scrambled eggs on her plate. Compared to the abundant golden yellow, the amount of tomato was pitifully small. Though it had debuted as a co-star with the egg, it was now relegated to a supporting role.

Across from her, Yun Yeman had only ordered a portion of rice and a portion of boiled cabbage, which she was slowly eating. She had held no hope of having a peaceful lunch today but had unexpectedly witnessed another round of this new deskmate’s outrageous antics.

The glittering president’s badge was now casually placed by her on the dining table, with no intention of being worn.

Even Yun Yeman, who was usually unconcerned with others, couldn’t help but study Hua Baihe now.

—What was she trying to do? Was she simply displeased with the student council’s way of doing things? Or did she really want to stand up for these ordinary students?

“The Child of Destiny’s affection level for you is now 0. Host, please be mindful of your actions.”

Hearing this annoying voice and sensing her gaze, Hua Baihe lazily lifted her eyelids and glanced over. “What, suddenly filled with admiration for me and want to be my underling? Keep your thoughts to yourself. My standards for underlings are very high.”

Yun Yeman: “…”

She felt she must have been starving and hallucinating to have found this person’s appearance on the stage just now rather pleasing to the eye.

Yun Yeman lowered her head and went back to her meal, swearing not to look at her again. But then, Hua Baihe suddenly said, “Give me your payment code. I haven’t paid you for lunch yet.”

“No need,” Yun Yeman replied coolly without even looking up.

The prices in the Yun Ding cafeteria were very reasonable, adhering to the principle of serving the students. The high annual tuition was not for nothing. The meat and vegetable dishes here were unbelievably cheap. Even Hua Baihe’s bowl of tomato and scrambled egg with rice was only three yuan and fifty cents.

If this person could really achieve the goal she had just announced on stage, Yun Yeman thought, then it wouldn’t be a big deal for her to reluctantly treat her to a meal.

But to her surprise, Hua Baihe didn’t let it go. “Still say you don’t want to ride my coattails? You want me to owe you a favor, so I’ll always remember this, and from now on, I won’t be able to forget you—”

Yun Yeman took out her phone with a blank expression. If she didn’t feel she couldn’t win a fight, she would have shoved the payment code into that chattering mouth.

How can there be such an annoying person in the world, Yun Yeman thought to herself.

Apart from completing the mission, Hua Baihe really had no intention of having any further interaction with her. She transferred fifty yuan to her and went back to her meal.

Yun Yeman looked at her phone and replied, “It’s too much.”

Hua Baihe was busy scooping up the eggs. Hearing this, she gave her a big, toothy grin. “It’s a reward for you. I can afford to pay a little extra for the trouble of getting my lunch.”

Yun Yeman’s breath caught. She felt as if she had been humiliated by a few stinking coins of capitalism.

“The Child of Destiny’s affection level for you is now -30.”

Hua Baihe raised an eyebrow at the System. “See? Coaxing a little brat is just that simple.”

The System, hearing the fluctuating affection levels, reminded her, “Be careful. Don’t flip the car.”

Hua Baihe was unconcerned and very confident. “Flipping the car is impossible. After all, your dad is always your dad.”

As she spoke, she heard a ding. It was the sound of the other person transferring the remaining forty-six yuan and fifty cents back to her.

Hua Baihe couldn’t be bothered to argue with her and casually commented to the System that this little brat was really stubborn.

Just then, there was a clang beside Hua Baihe. A buffet tray was set down. Zhao Hanlin, in his snow-white school uniform, had for once not gone to the private room upstairs but had condescended to squeeze into a four-person table in the first-floor restaurant.

Chen Geng sat down next to Yun Yeman.

As for herself, she was tapped on the head by the girl who had poured the seaweed and egg drop soup on Song Zhen’s head. “Hey, do you have eyes or not? Can’t you see the student council is having a meeting here? What are you still sitting here for?”

Yun Yeman pursed her lips and gave the person a cold glance from the corner of her eye.

Hua Baihe’s voice picked up just then. “What? Is there a rule at Yun Ding that the president doesn’t know about?”

“You’re not allowed to sit on a chair while eating—are you supposed to sit on her lap?”

The girl was speechless for a moment, then glared at her fiercely. “…You!”

Zhao Hanlin pushed up his glasses and called out gently, “Yu Lin.”

The girl immediately fell silent but remained standing behind Yun Yeman, glaring at Hua Baihe.

Even though it was a critical moment to contend with the former student council members, Hua Baihe showed no signs of nervousness. In fact, she even clapped her hands leisurely.

“The former president is very good at training dogs. I should learn from you. If you go abroad to study veterinary medicine in the future, you should be able to make a lot of money.”

Yu Lin, suddenly being insulted in such a roundabout way, her anger, which had just been suppressed by Zhao Hanlin, bounced back with even greater force. She raised her hand to flip Yun Yeman’s tray and dump it on Hua Baihe’s face—

But Hua Baihe was prepared.

She moved faster than her, slamming her entire iron tray onto her face. The tray, along with the unfinished food inside, hit her pretty face with a thud.

Yu Lin let out a cry and fell back a good distance. Her pure white school uniform was stained with red and yellow juices. Gone was her previous arrogant air; she now looked like a defeated rooster.

She sat on the ground, stunned, unable to believe that someone would dare to treat her like this. She was about to get up and charge at Hua Baihe when she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and was sent flying backward.

“Since you like to be a dog, be grateful for the leftovers and eat them. If you bite people again—I’ll pull out all your teeth.”

Hua Baihe retracted her leg and threw out the words condescendingly. Then, without even looking at the wailing girl on the ground, she turned her gaze back to Zhao Hanlin, signaling that he could speak.

Zhao Hanlin had been the darling of heaven since birth. His family also lived in Si Hai Garden. He was used to giving an order and having those around him follow it.

Now, suddenly encountering someone as strong-willed as him, and who also had a roguish air, his usual pressure tactics were useless, and he couldn’t beat her in a fight. He could only say to Hua Baihe meaningfully:

“Yu Lin’s father is a major local real estate developer. I wonder if you have heard of Yu Yang Real Estate?”

Hua Baihe pondered for a few seconds and replied, “I’ve heard of it. But—my dad told me since I was young, if anyone dares to hit me, I have to hit them back. Otherwise, he’ll beat me up when I get home. Do you think for me, not being able to buy her family’s houses is more serious than my dad beating me up?”

As she said this, Yin Xiao, who was still at the construction site, suddenly let out a massive sneeze.

Zhao Hanlin: “…”

He was speechless.

But Yu Lin, on the ground, was clearly not willing to have her scene cut short. The president had nothing to say, so she began to cry out and steal the show.

“Ah… did she kick my stomach? My intestines hurt, my stomach hurts… Am I going to die…”

“Quick, call the police and have her arrested…”

Hua Baihe found her noisy and didn’t want to get close to such a filthy person. She looked around and could only order Yun Yeman, “Go and make her shut up.”

Yun Yeman had been sitting there quietly, like a high-quality audience member in a VIP seat at a theater, just watching and not speaking, pretending she didn’t exist.

Now, suddenly being ordered around by Hua Baihe, her first reaction was not to move. Instead, she looked up from her seat and met Hua Baihe’s gaze, the meaning in her eyes clear:

Why should I listen to you?

Hua Baihe, as the leader who was going to lead everyone to build a civilized campus, would not actively threaten others with violence. She only said to her pleasantly:

“You just took my errand fee. What are you looking at—returning it doesn’t mean you didn’t take it.”

Yun Yeman stood up calmly.

The price of listening to her was that Hua Baihe received another prompt from the System. “The Child of Destiny’s affection level for you is now -50.”

Then, Yun Yeman stood in front of the wailing and unattended Yu Lin and threw out a sentence with a blank expression, “Yin Zhi said, if you make two more sounds, she’ll have you sunk in the Blackwater River this afternoon.”

The Blackwater River was a large river in Jiao City. It did not pass through the city, but through remote, economically underdeveloped areas. Although the water was clear, when the weather was bad and foggy, boats would mysteriously capsize in it.

The locals all said it was because too many people had died in it decades ago, and their resentful souls were locked inside, waiting to find a living person to take their place.

And in his early years, when Yin Xiao had made a name for himself in the south, it was said that those who dared to provoke him all ended up disappearing in the Blackwater River.

This legend was still being used by the little gangsters in society to brag.

Hearing Yun Yeman’s words, Yu Lin violently swallowed back her wails, as if she had only just remembered how terrifying Hua Baihe’s background was.

Hua Baihe: “…”

She stared at Yun Yeman’s back with a faint smile, crossed her arms, and replied lazily, “Don’t talk nonsense. I’m a good student who follows the five virtues and four beauties. My awards are still on the wall at home. If you don’t believe me, I’ll bring them to you tomorrow.”

The two of them, in this random back-and-forth, had inexplicably scared the few student council members who had wanted to get their own back.

The group had sat down in front of her with great fanfare, but they were all intimidated by her clean, neat, and clearly experienced fighting style. They sat in their seats, looking rather dejected.

Zhao Hanlin lowered his head to his meal, pretending he was just here to share a table. Chen Geng and the other student council members looked at him, then at Hua Baihe, and already understood who the leader was now.

Chen Geng opened his mouth to speak, but Hua Baihe cut him off.

“By the way, have someone send the new school uniform to me by this afternoon at the latest. The size was already filled in when I registered—two sets for summer, two sets for winter. Otherwise, I’ll be written up for a violation when I enter the school gate tomorrow.”

This bossy attitude naturally shut Chen Geng up.

He nodded with a complicated expression.

He thought to himself: You’re the student council president now. Which blind person would dare to write down your name?

But after ordering him, Hua Baihe didn’t stop. She then said to the other officials who hadn’t had a chance to act and were now also intimidated:

“Your positions will not be changed for now. Whether you can continue to work depends on your performance. As outstanding members of the student council, you should set a good example. If you catch anyone using violence on campus, you should stop it in time. If I find you slacking off, please refer to the person on the ground for the consequences.”

“Any problems?”

With that, Hua Baihe looked at them with an expression of ‘don’t tell me you can’t do such a simple thing.’

The remaining few exchanged a look, knowing that Zhao Hanlin was now a spent force, and the high school division of Yun Ding Noble Academy would from now on be completely subordinate to this Yin Zhi.

Hua Baihe thought for a moment and added, “As for the vacant positions, I remember the school has monthly exams. At that time, you can see which other students have excellent grades and consider recruiting them.”

“In addition, the usual school rules can be referred to the student council of No. 1 Middle School. Do you have any problems?”

These students actually had some ability. After all, children raised in a good family environment would not be lacking in other skills besides studying. They were the well-rounded type. If they weren’t good at management, they wouldn’t have been able to establish such a distorted little kingdom before Hua Baihe came.

Now that they had been set straight by Hua Baihe’s strong medicine, it was natural to let them continue to use their abilities in the right things.

The others all shook their heads after listening, indicating that there were no problems for the time being.

Hua Baihe waved a hand, signaling that they could leave. “Then start implementing the new rules after lunch. If you run into anything you’re not sure about, you can come and ask me.”

But those few actually left obediently. Only one boy, seeing how pitiful Yu Lin on the ground was, cautiously asked her if he could help her to the school infirmary—Hua Baihe knew the power of her kick. Although it felt very painful, there was actually nothing wrong with her.

But seeing Yu Lin’s expression of impending death, she still nodded speechlessly, a look of disgust on her face. After all, she had never intended to do anything to this person.

Seeing that everyone had almost left, Hua Baihe looked at Zhao Hanlin, who was pretending to eat with his head down.

“I almost forgot about you—”

She said, “Didn’t you say before that the position of secretary of the secretariat was vacant? I think this is very suitable for you. Work hard, young man.”

Zhao Hanlin, demoted in one fell swoop: “…”

He was full of dissatisfaction in his heart, but now that he was in a weaker position, he could only bow his head.

Hua Baihe had no interest in exploring the inner world of a high school student. After being interrupted like this, she had no desire to continue her lunch and walked towards the classroom on her own.

Yun Yeman, after her harsh words to Yu Lin, had now sat back down at the table and finished her already half-cold boiled cabbage and rice before leaving the cafeteria.

**

2 PM.

“Warning! Warning! Failure to activate the Child of Destiny’s emotional line!”

Hua Baihe was woken up by the blaring alarm in her mind. She sat up from her desk, her eyes sleepy. The students in Class 1’s classroom still hadn’t recovered from the shock of the cafeteria at noon. Now that they saw her wake up, there were always people who would secretly pretend to turn around and talk to the person behind them, and then keep glancing at her from the corner of their eyes.

But Hua Baihe paid them no mind, only glancing at the empty seat beside her with some displeasure.

That weed had run off somewhere. The warning bell for the first class in the afternoon had already rung, and she still hadn’t come in. And this was Zuo Qinrong’s class.

And what did ‘failure to activate the emotional line’ mean?

She thought for a moment and earnestly negotiated with the supervision mode. “Early love is not a good thing. Although we are only concerned with their emotional lives, we should also guide them in a positive direction, don’t you think?”

The supervision mode had probably never heard such a reason for slacking off, but interstellar law did have protections for minors in this regard—

So for a moment, it really couldn’t find a reason to electrocute Hua Baihe.

Hua Baihe was quite surprised to find that it had really quieted down. She yawned, a little water welling up in her eyes, and remarked to the System in her heart:

“This kid has grown up. She’s even learned to skip class, tsk.”

The System had been sweating for Hua Baihe when it heard the alarm just now. After all, it couldn’t apply to its superiors to view the world development authority without a special situation. So, with only Hua Baihe’s perspective to gather information, it had no idea what the Child of Destiny was going through.

But now: “…”

It found that it had really been overthinking things.

The System had a strange premonition that perhaps this supervision mode would be broken by Hua Baihe before it was.

At this moment, the sound of Zuo Qinrong’s high heels was already heard outside Class 1’s classroom. At the same time she entered the front door of the classroom, Yun Yeman’s figure turned into the back door, walked quickly to her seat, pulled out her chair, and sat down.

Hua Baihe saw a line of water droplets on the shoulder of her school uniform, the color darkened in a diagonal line, and couldn’t help but ask:

“Did you just go to the washroom?”

Yun Yeman glanced at her, only hummed in agreement, and had no interest in telling her what had happened—

Even though the rule had been newly established by Hua Baihe at noon, as long as she herself was not there, it was easy for others to have the mentality of ‘it’s fine as long as I bully her where the big boss can’t see.’ A few girls who already disliked her had cornered her in the toilet.

Because she had been locked in the washroom and had to wait for the cleaning lady to rescue her before, which had caused her to be late for several classes and be scolded by her homeroom teacher in the office, Yun Yeman had learned to be careful when she went to the toilet. She found the janitor’s closet where the cleaning tools were stored.

The teachers and students at Yun Ding were all well-off and would basically not steal tools, so the cleaning ladies would not lock the utility room, usually just leaving it ajar.

Although it was difficult to get a footing inside with all the mops and clutter, it was convenient for Yun Yeman today.

When those few girls stood on the toilet next to her, wanting to pour water on her, she picked up the mop handle next to her and poked it up—

The water bucket immediately tilted in the opposite direction.

Accompanied by a scream from next door.

At the same time, her door was kicked from the outside. Yun Yeman unhurriedly pulled up her pants, stepped on the flush pedal, and then listened to the sound of the toilet door in front of her about to be kicked open.

She squatted down and, in the same way, aimed the mop handle at the ankle in the white pantyhose and just swept it casually.

The solid wood mop handle only made a dull thud, but it made the arrogant girl outside fall to the ground, clutching her ankle and howling.

So much so that when she opened the door of the women’s washroom with the mop handle in her hand, she came face to face with a boy who was passing by.

The boy was perhaps intimidated by her ‘uprooting the mop handle’ aura and actually took a step back instinctively. After she had left, he saw through the crack of the automatically closing washroom door the several girls inside in a miserable state.

That boy was Meng Qitian, the one who, in the original world, should have kindly taken off his own jacket and lent it to Yun Yeman when she was being bullied.

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