She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Only Wan Yi, seeing the smile on Mr. Yan's face, asked, "Mr. Yan, is it Miss Manshu's homeroom teacher calling? Are the college entrance examination results out?"

Far from being unhappy, Yan Zhan disliked his special assistant for meddling in his affairs.

He pretended to be casual and said, "Well, Manshu scored 742 points, making him the top scorer in the liberal arts in the province this year."

There was a burst of amazement in the conference room!

I don't know who started the applause.

"Ms. Manshu, this score is the highest in history, right?"

"Not really. Maybe you have forgotten that when Mr. Yan took the college entrance examination, his score was even higher than this."

"That's different. Mr. Yan is a science student, and Miss Manshu is a liberal arts student. There are all kinds of reasons why liberal arts students get deducted points."

"That's amazing too. The Yan family is really blessed with academics."

Someone said mysteriously: "That's not true. I heard that the eldest and second sons of Yan were good at studying."

Not only Manshu's father and second uncle, but even Yan Ruyu, isn't she also a top student?

"Isn't the eldest lady's maternal family also an academic family?"

What is this called?

It’s a family inheritance!

The good grades inherited from ancestors are something that others cannot envy.

But the people in the conference room still praised Manshu in various ways, praising him in front of Yan Zhan.

Assistant Wan asked, why is Mr. Yan not so shy about it?

Isn't it just to show off in front of everyone?

I didn’t expect that Mr. Yan has learned to show off his children at such a young age!

It is those people in their thirties and forties who are lagging behind.

In your fifties or sixties?

What are we showing off for? It doesn’t matter whether our children are ambitious or not, but at least our grandchildren are worth looking forward to!

"Boss Yan, are you going to hold a banquet for the top scorer? Can we go and share in the good fortune? Mainly, my child will take the college entrance examination next year, and I want him to study hard with Miss Manshu!"

One of the vice presidents said with a shameless face.

He is a veteran of the company and is not afraid that Yan Zhan will not agree.

Even if Mr. Yan disagrees, the old man will always post it.

"Well, yes."

Yan Zhan did not disagree, but he stopped everyone from flattering him and let the meeting continue.

Then he asked everyone to finish their work in the morning and have half a day off in the afternoon.

So, as soon as the meeting was over, everyone in the company knew that Manshu had won the provincial top scorer in liberal arts, and all employees in the company were given a half-day holiday.

Although it was only half a day, for a corporate slave, it was still satisfying.

After all, it was free.

Someone posted on a chat app: I also want to take half a day off like Yan’s employees, but unfortunately our boss’s children are already adults.

Some bosses also said: "What's the big deal about Yanshi taking half a day off? My son, let alone the top scorer in the college entrance examination, I will take a day off if he can get into college! I also gave each employee two red eggs!"

It is obvious that the boss's son is not very good at studying.

Manshu didn't know her college entrance examination results yet. Her mobile phone had received various messages and calls and had run out of battery and turned off.

Until Yan Zhan knocked on her office door.

Only then did Manshu raise his head from the pile of drawings.

"Third uncle?"

When Manshu saw Yan Zhan coming in, he was still a little confused.

"Your homeroom teacher just called me."

Perhaps it was because I didn’t receive any enthusiastic feedback after reporting the good news to Mr. Yan, and I felt a little less sense of accomplishment.

After the head teacher hung up the phone, he called Mr. Yan directly.

Although I usually go to Yan Zhan for help, I also have the contact number of the Yan family’s old house.

The butler answered the phone, and when he heard that it was Miss Manshu's class teacher, he quickly called the old man over.