Chapter 1074 Pursuer

Ma Ling is still a student. This year is her last year of college. However, the senior year of American universities, which has a lenient admission and strict graduation policy, is not as carefree as the senior year of domestic universities.

For domestic college students, the focus of their senior year is no longer on study, but on internships and job hunting.

For example, it is almost the end of October now. Who among the senior students whose families have not arranged a job for them has not submitted a resume and participated in an interview at a job fair?

This situation is also recognized by schools and companies. For example, some companies generally start recruiting presentations on campus in October every year.

The last Spring Festival during college is very painful and confusing for senior students who do not plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination, have not found a job, or even have no whereabouts. Those who have experienced it know it.

Sometimes I really feel extremely frustrated and even begin to doubt my life.

My grades are good, my internship unit is good, and my internship performance is good, at least acceptable. However, my classmates who are not as good as me in many aspects have either entered well-known foreign companies or well-known domestic companies, but they still have no place to go and are waiting for someone to take over...

However, American seniors generally do not have this worry. Their senior year is still a heavy academic workload, and it is a critical year. Some people even think that this is the most important year in their college career.

Like us, the undergraduate courses in American universities are also set up to put general education in the first two years of college, while professional courses are arranged in the third and fourth years. The setting of professional courses is closely linked. Only after completing the elementary courses can you be qualified to take higher-level courses.

In the last two years, teachers who teach professional courses will have higher requirements for students. From the writing format of the paper to the professional level of collecting materials, students must always give 100% of their energy and must not be careless. If you don’t want to fail the course and fail to get a degree certificate, you have to go to school obediently.

In terms of actual results, the senior year is indeed a year that can greatly improve professional ability, and students themselves are reluctant to skip classes.

Of course, this does not mean how good the American education system is or how bad the domestic education system is. It can only be said that the national conditions of the two countries are different.

Unlike college students in China, American college students only have internship opportunities in their senior year. Most of them, like Xiao Zhijie and Wang Changning, have used their vacations to participate in internships since the year they entered college, and they are not worried about internship experience.

In short, Ma Ling, who is already a senior, is still very busy. In order to be competent for the next job, in addition to studying political economics, she also took several courses in computer science and psychology.

Of course, another focus of her life is to take care of Vincent who is growing up.

At noon, she also came out of the classroom in a hurry, and then immediately rode the electric bike that Feng Yiping gave her. Georgetown University covers an area six times that of the college where Huang Jingping is currently studying. The distance from the classroom to the parking lot is not short. Of course, there are many similar electric bikes along the way.

Feng Yiping's electric bikes are now quite popular in the United States, even though the price is not low, and most students in top private universities in the United States such as Georgetown University are not short of money.

Although Ma Ling is only in her early twenties, she is already a mother. She combines the purity of a girl and the charm of a young woman. Although she rarely dresses up, she is still radiant and beautiful.

Unfortunately, she never participates in school club activities, which makes many students with ideas have less opportunities to contact her.

From the main players of various school teams to the lead singer of the most famous school band, many of these boys that most girls want to date have invited her, but without exception, all of them returned empty-handed. Not to mention asking her out, no one even got her phone number.

Haha, she is now faintly on the verge of becoming a public enemy of girls.

Of course, she certainly doesn't care about these.

Even so, there are still people who want to show their charm in front of her. This afternoon, she encountered such a case again.

When she was about to put the electric car into the trunk, "I'll do it," a hand reached out and easily helped her put it away.

"No, but thank you anyway,"

"I'm Pace," the man who offered to help was tall and handsome, a bit like Edward Norton when he was young, "Nice to meet you,"

"Ma Ling, thank you," Ma Ling nodded at him, "Sorry, I'm in a hurry,"

Pace quickly stepped aside, and when Ma Ling's car was backed out, he still waved goodbye, his etiquette was absolutely impeccable.

However, his performance was really for the blind, and Ma Ling didn't pay any attention at all.

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Washington is not as warm as Silicon Valley. Vincent, who will be two years old next month, can't play outdoors like his sister whom he has never met. Instead, he lies on the carpet in the toy room specially opened for him, watching two million city train models chasing each other, crossing bridges, tunnels, and mountains one after another.

Hearing the noise, he got up happily, "Mom,"

Ma Ling, who was squatting at the door, took off the scarf around her neck and kissed her son on the face, "Do you miss mom? Were you good this morning?"

"I miss mom very much," Vincent kissed her on the face.

"Oh, so much saliva," Ma Ling pretended to wipe it with her son's clothes. Vincent ran away with a smile, "Mom, come and see, I assembled this myself."

"That's great." Ma Ling picked up his son and sat on the ground. "Beep, beep," imitating the train whistle, "Vincent is so awesome. Who gave this toy to him?"

"dad,"

"What did dad say to you before he left?"

"Dad told me to be good, listen to my mother, and protect her," Vincent said, hugging his mother's neck.

"Wow, you're so good," Ma Ling rubbed her son's little face with her face, "Haha, mom, your hair is so itchy," Vincent kept laughing.

Ma Ling held her son in her arms and rocked him from side to side. "Dad also told you one more thing, remember? You have to eat well. Let's go and wash our hands. You go first, and I will chase you."

"Okay, mom, wait a minute," Vincent got out of Ma Ling's arms, ran out with a "chirp", and even held the door with some scheming, "You little clever guy," Ma Ling laughed.

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However, the meal was not too joyful. Vincent looked at the plate of food in front of him and his face suddenly dropped.

"Vincent, what did you forget?" Ma Ling reminded.

"Thank you Jenny," he finally remembered to thank Jenny for cooking. "But, Mom, I really don't want to eat grass," he said with a bitter look on his face, picking up the spinach on the plate with his fork, "I'll just Can you finish the chicken?"

"It's delicious." Ma Ling picked up the plate of spinach in front of him and took a bite. "It's been processed according to Dad's instructions. You can try it."

"But I just don't want to eat it," even children have a temper.

"Either you eat them all or you don't eat them at all," Ma Ling insisted on this point.

"I don't like you, huh," Vincent took a forkful of spinach with a wave of his head and chewed hard, his eyes a little red.

Seeing that her mother didn't speak, she turned around again, looked at Ma Ling hard, and said seriously, "I don't like you, I like dad, and I miss dad,"

Marlington paused for a moment, and she, who had always disapproved of making deals with her son, took the initiative to bring up a deal, "Vincent, if you keep eating well, if Dad still has trouble next month, Mom will take you to find him. Is he okay?"

Vincent immediately burst into tears and smiled. He no longer hated his mother. He wiped his mouth with a napkin in a decent manner, "Really?"

"real!"

Vincent's birthday is next month, and Ma Ling hopes to spend it with Feng Yiping this time.

Children don’t grow up, and after the meal, Vincent completely forgot about the unpleasantness at the dinner table. He lay on the bed and couldn’t bear to let his mother go, “Sleep well, mother will come back in the evening to cook the veal you like. ,"

Ma Ling kissed her son's forehead gently, "When you get up, remember to make the bed with Jenny,"

"Okay mom,"

As long as he is not forced to eat vegetables, little Vincent is still a very well-behaved child.

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At four o'clock in the afternoon, when Ma Ling opened the trunk door, he took a special look behind him. Sure enough, the man named Pace was actually standing next to him with his hands hanging down and smiling, "Hi, we meet again,"

In just a few hours, this guy changed into another set of clothes. He was no longer wearing the blue suit that looked like a custom-made one in the morning. Instead, he was wearing a windbreaker that was also tailored close to the body. The morning is more casual.

"Hi," Ma Ling only replied lightly, waving her hand to stop his desire to help again, quickly placing the place, nodded, and walked straight to the car.

Pace walked up quickly and said, "Ma Ling, our embassy is having a party this weekend. I can invite my friends to attend. Are you interested?"

When college students in the United States ask a girl out, it won't be to watch a movie or sing karaoke, but to have a meal together or attend a party.

However, the party proposed by Pace was obviously of a higher level and was held at the embassy.

"Sorry, I have plans with my boyfriend over the weekend,"

Ma Ling didn't even bother to ask which embassy it was. For Georgetown University, embassies were nothing new. Because of its unique geographical location, there were too many children of foreign envoys studying here.

"Then you can come with your boyfriend," Pace said, still unhurried and with a gentle smile and gentle eyes.

"Thank you, but we are not interested in such activities, please," she shook the key in her hand.

"Oh, sorry," Pace stepped aside again, "Send my regards to your boyfriend,"

Ma Ling didn't even nod to his words.

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At 7 o'clock in the morning, Feng Yiping received a call from Huang Jingping, who had just finished class in Silicon Valley. "Yiping, have you set a time for your return?"

"At least until the middle of next month," Feng Yiping said, "By the way, I have booked a half-month yacht vacation in the Mediterranean for Sister Jin. Do you want to come with me?"

"I'm not interested and you're not here. I might as well come back to see you. Amanda misses you so much,"

"I miss you too," Feng Yiping looked at the empty house. "Ask her to wait a little longer. No later than the middle to late next month, not only will I be able to go back, but my great-grandfather, grandparents, and grandparents will all come to visit." she,"

At 9 o'clock, he received a call from Ma Ling, "Ping, will you come to the United States next month?"

It was as if he had made an appointment, "Of course I will. I have already planned a birthday celebration for my son. Where is Vincent?"

"Just put him to bed,"

"I miss you so much, wait a moment," Feng Yiping held the phone and said to the door, "Come in,"

"Mr. Feng," Wu Qianna walked in with a package, "You must sign for this,"

"We miss you too, see you next month," Ma Ling kissed Feng Yiping through the phone, "You go to work,"

"What is this?" Feng Yiping looked at the big box.

Wu Qian had already taken out the utility knife and opened it quickly. There was a cloth bag inside. When she opened it again, it was a packaging box that Feng Yiping was very familiar with. When she picked it up, she saw that there was a similar cloth bag underneath.

"There is a letter here," Wu Qian took out an envelope from it, it was pink! "It's okay, I'm going out,"

Pink envelope? Feng Yiping opened it and saw that there was only a thin piece of paper inside, "Hello Mr. Feng, I'm sorry for your reckless behavior in the mall last time. I saw the brand of your suit. I think your shirt is also from this series, but, I chose the right material, but I couldn’t figure out your size, so I ordered two pieces. Although it was urgent, it was the fastest time. I hope you can understand! ”

Below was a signature he was familiar with.

Looking at these two Purple Label shirts from the Ralph Lauren Rhinelander Building flagship store in New York, Feng Yiping shook his head gently. To be honest, he had forgotten about it a long time ago. He didn't expect that person to be so concerned about it.

The suit he wore that day was indeed from the PurpleLabel series, which is Ralph Lauren's tailor-made series. He actually put so much thought into it. What does that mean?

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