Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

“It is that no one should be told why I am here, what I am doing, or what position I hold while I am studying. Can you do that?” Chu Molin mainly didn’t want those people to know.

There were some things he would go and find out the answers to himself, but before that, he didn’t want anyone to disturb their peaceful lives.

“Why?” The principal was somewhat puzzled, as most people wanted others to know about their background, right?

“It’s bothersome.” Chu Molin’s voice was cold, different from when he was talking about his wife and children earlier.

“I can do that.” The principal looked at Chu Molin and thought that this should be his true nature; otherwise, how could he make such a “capricious” decision just because he was bothered?

His main purpose should be to observe the character of these people. After all, some of them would also be working with him in the future.

It was indeed a good thing to get to know these people in advance. The principal nodded, thinking that Chu Molin indeed had a long-term vision, which was why his superiors appreciated him so much.

After all, it was extremely difficult to become a deputy director in the Imperial Capital, a position that many people pursued their entire lives without success, let alone someone as young as Chu Molin.

“Thank you, Principal. If there’s nothing else, I’ll go back now.” Chu Molin’s thoughts were guessed by the principal, but only halfway.

Because he did think like that; he didn’t know many people in the Imperial Capital, and most were strangers. If he didn’t take advantage of this opportunity to learn more about them, it would be difficult for him to carry out his work in the future.

“Okay, go back and take care of your family matters, then return to school. You have a heavy study load ahead, so I hope you won’t be distracted.” The principal advised Chu Molin earnestly.

“I understand, Principal. I’ll go back now. If you need me, you can send someone to find me at x Street, x Number.” Chu Molin was only going to stay at home for one night and would come back to school the next day, so it should be impossible for anyone to find him. However, he did have a day off every week, so telling the principal where he lived would make it easier to contact him.

“Alright, I know. Go back and come early tomorrow for registration and class.” The principal waved his hand, reminding Chu Molin not to be late the next morning.

“Okay, I understand, Principal.” Chu Molin stood up, saluted, and left.

Looking at Chu Molin’s file, the principal laughed, finding him quite interesting, especially the family member section.

No one had ever kept their enrollment information as confidential as Chu Molin’s.

In Chu Molin’s file, all family members except for his wife, Qin Xue, were blank.

To be able to do this, it either meant that Chu Molin’s ability was very great, and no one beneath his superiors was eligible to know his identity, or it meant that Chu Molin’s parents were people the country needed to protect, so their enemies wouldn’t know who they were and target them in retaliation, thus threatening Chu Molin himself. Either way, the principal became even more interested in Chu Molin.

The principal picked up the phone, dialed a number, spoke a few words, and hung up.

He then put Chu Molin’s file in a safe where there were some other people’s files. Some of them were dead; some were hiding somewhere, waiting for a notification from higher-ups or for the completion of their tasks before they could return.

The principal thought about the heavy responsibility of being a researcher, even tougher for their loved ones looking out for the larger and smaller families.

Once Chu Molin could finally go home, he stepped out of the school gate and strode toward his home, missing his wife and children.