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After the family sat down at the dinner table, he said solemnly, "Xinbei wants to cooperate with us."

"Which Xinbei?"

"New Taipei Group."

"Hey—" Ms. Lin sneered, "Feng Shui turns around."

Papa Qi also laughed, both sarcastic and proud.

Qi Yan didn't know what kind of riddles her parents were playing, but she felt confused. Ms. Lin picked up a chopstick dish for her and explained: "This company is very proud. We talked about a cooperation earlier, and we didn't like our scale. It’s too small like a workshop, so I regretted it temporarily, probably when you were in high school.”

"Afterwards, I found a foreign-funded factory, but it closed down this year due to policy issues, and the supply of goods could not be supplied." Qi's father continued.

At this point, Qi Yan roughly understood.

To put it in a vulgar saying: Today you ignore me, but tomorrow I will make you unattainable.

The Qi family is very cautious in selecting partners now, and the assessment process is also cumbersome and complicated. After all, they have a great reputation, and they must cherish their feathers. Not all cats and dogs can fall in love with them.

"I have a friend who works at the headquarters of the Xinbei Group. Shall I ask her some other day?" Qi Yan pondered, "She doesn't know about my family situation."

The couple stared blankly at each other, and Qi's father took a sip of the table wine and asked, "What position?"

"The project supervisor of the foreign trade branch should be the middle management?" Qi Yan was a little uncertain. After staying in school for a long time, she was not familiar with the job levels in private companies.

"It's useless, at least you have to be at the director level to know some specific inside information." Father Qi shook his head.

"That's not necessarily true." Ms. Lin looked at her daughter, "Yanyan, find an excuse to visit your friend at the Xinbei headquarters some other day, treat him to a meal, and talk face-to-face..."

Qi Yan made an OK gesture: "Wrap it on me."

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A new week is here and the final exams are getting closer.The Spring Festival will come early next year, which means that the holiday will also be early. Teachers of all subjects are speeding up the progress intentionally or unintentionally, so as to leave some time for students to review.

On Tuesday morning, Qi Yan got up late, and when he got down to the parking lot, he remembered that he had a license plate for today and couldn't drive.

After a few minutes of delay, a taxi at this point would be blocked. In desperation, she squeezed the subway for the first time since work, and arrived at the office before class.There are two classes in the morning, class three and class two, respectively the first and second quarters.

In the middle of the second class, her mobile phone on the podium suddenly vibrated.

Caller ID "Joe".

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At the beginning of the school term in September, the phone numbers of all the parents of the students in the class were registered. Qi Yan made them into a form file and stored them in the computer and mobile phone at the same time.And after the parents' meeting that day, she went back and took out Lu Zhiqiao's number and saved it in the address book.

Note "Joe".

It lay quietly in the address book list, never rang, nor was it searched, even if it was accidentally seen by others, it would be impossible to guess who it was.

The classroom was very quiet, and the vibration sounded abrupt. Qi Yan never answered the phone in class, but the moment he saw the note, his heart felt as if it was being gently scratched by a cat's paw.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she was stunned on the podium for a few seconds, countless thoughts and conjectures flashed through her mind, and she finally pressed the reject button.

The call didn't come back, and the second half of the class became extraordinarily long.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Qi Yan grabbed his mobile phone and walked out of the classroom quickly. As if the soles of his feet were blown by wind, he dug out the call records and called back.

"I was in class just now, so it's inconvenient to answer the phone." As soon as the call was connected, she didn't wait for the other party to speak, she explained first, and then asked eagerly: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Qi, I'm sorry to disturb you." From the other end came Lu Zhiqiao's warm and clear voice, as polite and apologetic as always.

"When I parked the car just now, I accidentally hit your car. When will you come back, let's negotiate compensation."

At that moment, Qi Yan suddenly felt her whole body being thrown high and then fell down heavily. She took a light breath and asked an irrelevant question: "Aren't you going to work today?"

Lu Zhiqiao was stunned, and it took him a long time to reply: "Come back from a business trip."

"Oh."

The broadcast of eye exercises was a bit loud, overshadowing Qi Yan's non-painful response. She leaned her elbows on the corridor railing, her eyes narrowed slightly in the slanting sunlight, and her brows were wrinkled.

"Teacher Qi?"

"I still have class in the afternoon, and I'll be back around three o'clock. You take a photo of the place you hit and send it to my WeChat. I'll talk about the rest when I get back." Qi Yan said lightly, and his slightly frowned brows gradually loosened , flattened, and then the corners of the mouth had a slight curvature.