The one who spoke was a girl with her hair tied in a bun. She wore a smart black suit and carried a bulging white paper bag. For some reason, she looked a bit like an insurance salesperson.
Song He turned around and glanced behind him, only to find no one there.
"I'm not talking to anyone else. I mean you." The girl with the bun smiled faintly and stepped closer.
Song He froze for a moment before realizing it. She's talking to me?
No one had called him "classmate" in years. He was more used to honorifics like "Professor Song" and "Boss." The only non-honorific address he usually heard was "brat," and only Xiang Xiaotong occasionally used that.
The downside of becoming successful at such a young age was that even after becoming a professor, he could still be addressed as "classmate" by an unfamiliar junior student.
"Hello. What is it?" Song He asked.
"The Business Club is recruiting! Join the club and receive a Hot Spring Experience Voucher worth 188!" The girl with the bun rummaged through her bag, pulled out a voucher, and waved it enticingly.
The motion was a bit like dangling a meaty bone in front of a dog, certain that the dog would get excited.
"The Business Club?" Song He smiled. "Sorry, I'm not interested."
"Don't reject us so quickly, classmate. You might not know how great our Business Club is. Give me two minutes, and I guarantee I can convince you to join!" The girl with the bun became serious.
Song He happened to be tired from reading. He glanced down at his watch, then looked up at her with a faint smile. "Then I'll give you two minutes."
"Our Business Club is one of Former University of Science and Technology's oldest clubs.