Chapter 8
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Chapter 8: Hold On Tight
The random questions and actions last night turned into temptations by accident. If you understand how the world works, you should understand that this means clear boundaries. Work is **, WeChat is also **, and all their interactions are just superficial.
Originally, Qi Yan didn't intend to ask, knowing that asking would be embarrassing, but when she met her early in the morning, she was standing in front of her, how could she hold back. In addition, there is still a hint of luck, maybe the other party didn't read WeChat.
Lu Zhiqiao turned her head and glanced at her, her slender eyelashes drooped down, her lips squirmed, and she hesitated to speak.
At this time, the elevator stopped slowly, and the number showed the fifth floor. With a "ding", the door opened.
Two middle-aged uncles who looked like workers were carrying a bed entered. When they saw someone, they yelled: "Hey, please let us through."
Lu Zhiqiao was about to back up, when suddenly Qi Yan grabbed her wrist and she was taken to the left, her body was thrown on Qi Yan thanks to inertia, and before she could react, two arms wrapped around her back, and she was tightly bound.
The uncles carefully carried the bed boards in. Four people were squeezed into the already small space, and the two big bed boards made it even more cramped.
The elevator continued to descend in silence.
Because of the unstable center of gravity, Lu Zhiqiao supported her weight by holding on to the elevator railings with both hands, her cheeks were almost buried in Qi Yan's neck. Burning sensation everywhere.
The two of them were close together, and each could clearly feel the turbulence in front of the other. Qi Yan was afraid that she would bump into the corner of the bed, so she stretched out both hands, protecting her back while pressing into her arms.
It's very soft, judging from the last touch it's C* at least.
*if you know, you know
Lu Zhiqiao was so stiff that she didn't dare to move, but her face was getting hotter and hotter. This posture was very similar to that night when she was forced to sit on Qi Yan's lap... and the hand on the back was the culprit. She floated up and down again and again.
The gaze above her head couldn't go away, she had to bury her face in Qi Yan's hair, as if she was taking the initiative to throw herself into her arms, sniffing the light scent of shampoo in this woman's hair, her heart rate increased steadily.
Finally, the elevator stopped and the door opened. The uncles carried the bed and slowly moved out. She quickly broke free from the shackles, stepped back, and quickly walked out of the elevator.
"Aren't you going to the parking lot?" Qi Yan asked softly, pressing the door for her.
Lu Zhiqiao paused, then realized that she went off on the first floor, turned back, and pressed the basement floor button.
There were only the two of them left in the elevator, and even if she didn't want to answer any more, she couldn't be too rude considering that Qi Yan is her daughter's teacher, so she thought about it: "If Teacher Qi has anything to say, you can call or send a text message. You should know my cell phone number."
She saw the message last night, the first time, reason told her it was a crime, the second time, she was a little shaken, the third time, she began to hesitate, her thumb hung on the screen for a long time, but in the end still didn't press down.
If Qi Yan had sent a request the fourth time, she might not be able to help but agree.
She didn't know what was driving her, and she didn't know what she thought about this woman, as if everything happened so naturally, and it came unexpectedly.
A sliver of luck was shattered.
Qi Yan's expression darkened, but she didn't make a sound, and she didn't refute.
Soon the elevator door opened again, and the outside was a rough gray cement wall with dim lights.
Lu Zhiqiao didn't move, feeling that she had done something wrong, she glanced sideways at Qi Yan, then quickly looked away, feeling even more guilty.
"Go." Qi Yan smiled, "You shouldn't be late."
"..."
On Sunday afternoon, Qi Yan received a call from her mother asking her to go home for dinner.
The house is located in the villa compound of Ninghu District in the southernmost part of Jiangcheng, where rich people gather. It is adjacent to Ninghu Wetland Forest Park.
Qi Yan often jokes that she is the daughter of a nouveau riche, even though she is an absolutely low-key rich second generation in the eyes of her friends.
Qi's father started a business in his early years, dabbled in all kinds of industries, earned a little money, and became a small entepreneur. Later he opened a factory to do OEM. Just in 2001 when the country joined the WTO, the foreign trade industry was booming, large and small import and export companies sprung up like mushrooms after the spring rain, the demand for supply increased, and the business in the factory became more and more prosperous. Eventually became a tycoon.
Up to now, Qi's factories can form a group, the largest of which specializes in the processing of electronic product parts, and the partners are all large companies.
Even so, their family still claims to be a "nouveau riche family".
Qi Yan drove her car into the gate of the yard. There were three people in this family, and one of the three parking spaces is empty. She got out of the car and went into the house. She glanced at the floor mat and knew that her father was not there, so she went straight up to the third floor.
"Mom, I'm back."
The balcony is well lit, and a middle-aged beautiful woman is leaning on the chaise longue, with a fat orange cat lying in her arms, her eyes are fixed on the phone screen without blinking, and she is concentrated on it. The old lady didn't even notice when she approached.
"Meow—" the orange cat called out, stretching out a paw.
Qi Yan gently held the paw, turned to look at her mother, Ms. Lin, and said helplessly, "Looking at Xiao Xianrou* again, someone will be jealous later."
*translated as "little fresh meat" meaning handsome young men usually used to refer to rising male celebrities.
Her parents started from scratch when they were young, and they supported each other all the way. They have been close to thirty years, and their relationship has always been very good. After half a century, they have money and leisure, and they live a very comfortable life. However, in recent years, Ms. Lin has become obsessed with the little fresh meat in the TV series, and she shouted for three days to find a young boyfriend. Although she was joking, Dad Qi was not less jealous.
Ms. Lin frowned, raised her hand to grab her arm, and murmured: "It's terrible... Yanyan, look at this." She turned the phone around.
The screen is not Xiao Xianrou, but a Weibo news: In a key middle school somewhere a second-year junior high school student was criticized by the teacher for failing to hand in his homework. Fourteen years of age does not need to bear criminal responsibility.
"Students nowadays are terrible. A word of criticism and they will kill people. This is still a key middle school. Yan Yan, being a teacher is so dangerous, you still..." Ms. Lin's face paled, and she muttered, Her arms trembled involuntarily, and the orange cat Tuanzi* in her arms almost fell off.
*cat name means dumplings
"Mom—" Qi Yan interrupted her with a smile, and reached out to pick up Tuanzi, "It's not that bad, it's just an isolated case."
Ms. Lin frowned: "You aren't afraid of 1 in 10,000 cases. But if it happens to you, it's still a hundred percent."
"You're telling me like, not to drive at all since, so many people die in car accidents every year."
"..."
"..."
Qi Yan sat down with the Tuanzi in her arms, gently stroking the soft orange hair on its back with her palm, Tuanzi squinted his eyes in comfort, his fluffy tail dangled leisurely, looking like a grandpa.
"Yanyan, Mom is worried about you. Being a teacher is not as good as it used to be. When you were a child, the teacher had a high status, they could beat students, scold and reprimand them at will if they made a mistake. Now? After dealing with unreasonable parents today, I have to worry about whether you will be stabbed to death by a student tomorrow, not to mention other messy things..."
Ms. Lin couldn't stop her chatterbox, she babbled endlessly.
The daughter is not interested in inheriting the family business and wants to do what she likes, but as a parent, she is always reluctant to let her child be wronged.
Qi Yan listened in her ears, but just pretended not to understand, and silently patted master Tuanzi. When it was happy, it stretched its legs on its back and turned its belly, hugged her hand with its two paws, and meowed.
"Mom."
"Huh?" Ms. Lin finally stopped.
"There are more good people in this world."
"But—"
"Everything has its pros and cons. Although I was once pissed off by some students, I feel relieved when I think about how innocent and lovely most of the children are. There is no need to worry about work, as the boss still has to pay wages, I will weigh and consider these things myself, you can chase after your little fresh meat with peace of mind." Qi Yan smiled and comforted her, and leaned towards her cheek to kiss.
The corner of Ms. Lin's mouth twitched, she shook her head and sighed: "Hey, I'm just telling you, that's all."
The mother and daughter chatted for a while, and in the evening, the nanny aunt bought vegetables and came back to cook, and Papa Qi also came back.
He usually stays at home with his wife on weekends, but today he went to the factory for temporary business. He was reluctant when he left in the morning. Now he entered the house with a smile on his face, his face was wrinkled, and he didn't ask any questions. As if by magic, he took out the presents he had bought for the mother and daughter.
After the whole family sat down at the dinner table, he said solemnly, "Xinbei wants to cooperate with us."
"Which Xinbei?" "
"Xinbei Group."
"Hey—" Ms. Lin sneered, "What goes around, comes 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, but they didn't like our scale. We were too small like a workshop, so I regretted it temporarily, probably when you were in high school.”
“Later, 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 be 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.*
*basically mean not anyone can do business with them now
"I have a friend who works at the headquarters of the Xinbei Group. Do you want me to find her some other day?" Qi Yan pondered, "She doesn't know about my family situation."
The couple stared blankly at each other, and Dad Qi took a sip of the table wine after drinking wine, he asked, "What position?"
"The project supervisor of the foreign trade branch should be 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 "Leave it to me."
A new week is coming, and the final exam is 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 unconsciously, so as to leave some time for students to review.
On Tuesday morning, Qi Yan got up late, and when she got down to the parking lot, she remembered that she had a license plate ban for today and couldn't drive.
After a few minutes of delay, a taxi at this point would be blocked. In desperation, she squeezed her way to 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 "Qiao".
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Chapter 8: Hold On Tight
The random questions and actions last night turned into temptations by accident. If you understand how the world works, you should understand that this means clear boundaries. Work is **, WeChat is also **, and all their interactions are just superficial.
Originally, Qi Yan didn't intend to ask, knowing that asking would be embarrassing, but when she met her early in the morning, she was standing in front of her, how could she hold back. In addition, there is still a hint of luck, maybe the other party didn't read WeChat.
Lu Zhiqiao turned her head and glanced at her, her slender eyelashes drooped down, her lips squirmed, and she hesitated to speak.
At this time, the elevator stopped slowly, and the number showed the fifth floor. With a "ding", the door opened.
Two middle-aged uncles who looked like workers were carrying a bed entered. When they saw someone, they yelled: "Hey, please let us through."
Lu Zhiqiao was about to back up, when suddenly Qi Yan grabbed her wrist and she was taken to the left, her body was thrown on Qi Yan thanks to inertia, and before she could react, two arms wrapped around her back, and she was tightly bound.
The uncles carefully carried the bed boards in. Four people were squeezed into the already small space, and the two big bed boards made it even more cramped.
The elevator continued to descend in silence.
Because of the unstable center of gravity, Lu Zhiqiao supported her weight by holding on to the elevator railings with both hands, her cheeks were almost buried in Qi Yan's neck. Burning sensation everywhere.
The two of them were close together, and each could clearly feel the turbulence in front of the other. Qi Yan was afraid that she would bump into the corner of the bed, so she stretched out both hands, protecting her back while pressing into her arms.
It's very soft, judging from the last touch it's C* at least.
*if you know, you know
Lu Zhiqiao was so stiff that she didn't dare to move, but her face was getting hotter and hotter. This posture was very similar to that night when she was forced to sit on Qi Yan's lap... and the hand on the back was the culprit. She floated up and down again and again.
The gaze above her head couldn't go away, she had to bury her face in Qi Yan's hair, as if she was taking the initiative to throw herself into her arms, sniffing the light scent of shampoo in this woman's hair, her heart rate increased steadily.
Finally, the elevator stopped and the door opened. The uncles carried the bed and slowly moved out. She quickly broke free from the shackles, stepped back, and quickly walked out of the elevator.
"Aren't you going to the parking lot?" Qi Yan asked softly, pressing the door for her.
Lu Zhiqiao paused, then realized that she went off on the first floor, turned back, and pressed the basement floor button.
There were only the two of them left in the elevator, and even if she didn't want to answer any more, she couldn't be too rude considering that Qi Yan is her daughter's teacher, so she thought about it: "If Teacher Qi has anything to say, you can call or send a text message. You should know my cell phone number."
She saw the message last night, the first time, reason told her it was a crime, the second time, she was a little shaken, the third time, she began to hesitate, her thumb hung on the screen for a long time, but in the end still didn't press down.
If Qi Yan had sent a request the fourth time, she might not be able to help but agree.
She didn't know what was driving her, and she didn't know what she thought about this woman, as if everything happened so naturally, and it came unexpectedly.
A sliver of luck was shattered.
Qi Yan's expression darkened, but she didn't make a sound, and she didn't refute.
Soon the elevator door opened again, and the outside was a rough gray cement wall with dim lights.
Lu Zhiqiao didn't move, feeling that she had done something wrong, she glanced sideways at Qi Yan, then quickly looked away, feeling even more guilty.
"Go." Qi Yan smiled, "You shouldn't be late."
"..."
On Sunday afternoon, Qi Yan received a call from her mother asking her to go home for dinner.
The house is located in the villa compound of Ninghu District in the southernmost part of Jiangcheng, where rich people gather. It is adjacent to Ninghu Wetland Forest Park.
Qi Yan often jokes that she is the daughter of a nouveau riche, even though she is an absolutely low-key rich second generation in the eyes of her friends.
Qi's father started a business in his early years, dabbled in all kinds of industries, earned a little money, and became a small entepreneur. Later he opened a factory to do OEM. Just in 2001 when the country joined the WTO, the foreign trade industry was booming, large and small import and export companies sprung up like mushrooms after the spring rain, the demand for supply increased, and the business in the factory became more and more prosperous. Eventually became a tycoon.
Up to now, Qi's factories can form a group, the largest of which specializes in the processing of electronic product parts, and the partners are all large companies.
Even so, their family still claims to be a "nouveau riche family".
Qi Yan drove her car into the gate of the yard. There were three people in this family, and one of the three parking spaces is empty. She got out of the car and went into the house. She glanced at the floor mat and knew that her father was not there, so she went straight up to the third floor.
"Mom, I'm back."
The balcony is well lit, and a middle-aged beautiful woman is leaning on the chaise longue, with a fat orange cat lying in her arms, her eyes are fixed on the phone screen without blinking, and she is concentrated on it. The old lady didn't even notice when she approached.
"Meow—" the orange cat called out, stretching out a paw.
Qi Yan gently held the paw, turned to look at her mother, Ms. Lin, and said helplessly, "Looking at Xiao Xianrou* again, someone will be jealous later."
*translated as "little fresh meat" meaning handsome young men usually used to refer to rising male celebrities.
Her parents started from scratch when they were young, and they supported each other all the way. They have been close to thirty years, and their relationship has always been very good. After half a century, they have money and leisure, and they live a very comfortable life. However, in recent years, Ms. Lin has become obsessed with the little fresh meat in the TV series, and she shouted for three days to find a young boyfriend. Although she was joking, Dad Qi was not less jealous.
Ms. Lin frowned, raised her hand to grab her arm, and murmured: "It's terrible... Yanyan, look at this." She turned the phone around.
The screen is not Xiao Xianrou, but a Weibo news: In a key middle school somewhere a second-year junior high school student was criticized by the teacher for failing to hand in his homework. Fourteen years of age does not need to bear criminal responsibility.
"Students nowadays are terrible. A word of criticism and they will kill people. This is still a key middle school. Yan Yan, being a teacher is so dangerous, you still..." Ms. Lin's face paled, and she muttered, Her arms trembled involuntarily, and the orange cat Tuanzi* in her arms almost fell off.
*cat name means dumplings
"Mom—" Qi Yan interrupted her with a smile, and reached out to pick up Tuanzi, "It's not that bad, it's just an isolated case."
Ms. Lin frowned: "You aren't afraid of 1 in 10,000 cases. But if it happens to you, it's still a hundred percent."
"You're telling me like, not to drive at all since, so many people die in car accidents every year."
"..."
"..."
Qi Yan sat down with the Tuanzi in her arms, gently stroking the soft orange hair on its back with her palm, Tuanzi squinted his eyes in comfort, his fluffy tail dangled leisurely, looking like a grandpa.
"Yanyan, Mom is worried about you. Being a teacher is not as good as it used to be. When you were a child, the teacher had a high status, they could beat students, scold and reprimand them at will if they made a mistake. Now? After dealing with unreasonable parents today, I have to worry about whether you will be stabbed to death by a student tomorrow, not to mention other messy things..."
Ms. Lin couldn't stop her chatterbox, she babbled endlessly.
The daughter is not interested in inheriting the family business and wants to do what she likes, but as a parent, she is always reluctant to let her child be wronged.
Qi Yan listened in her ears, but just pretended not to understand, and silently patted master Tuanzi. When it was happy, it stretched its legs on its back and turned its belly, hugged her hand with its two paws, and meowed.
"Mom."
"Huh?" Ms. Lin finally stopped.
"There are more good people in this world."
"But—"
"Everything has its pros and cons. Although I was once pissed off by some students, I feel relieved when I think about how innocent and lovely most of the children are. There is no need to worry about work, as the boss still has to pay wages, I will weigh and consider these things myself, you can chase after your little fresh meat with peace of mind." Qi Yan smiled and comforted her, and leaned towards her cheek to kiss.
The corner of Ms. Lin's mouth twitched, she shook her head and sighed: "Hey, I'm just telling you, that's all."
The mother and daughter chatted for a while, and in the evening, the nanny aunt bought vegetables and came back to cook, and Papa Qi also came back.
He usually stays at home with his wife on weekends, but today he went to the factory for temporary business. He was reluctant when he left in the morning. Now he entered the house with a smile on his face, his face was wrinkled, and he didn't ask any questions. As if by magic, he took out the presents he had bought for the mother and daughter.
After the whole family sat down at the dinner table, he said solemnly, "Xinbei wants to cooperate with us."
"Which Xinbei?" "
"Xinbei Group."
"Hey—" Ms. Lin sneered, "What goes around, comes 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, but they didn't like our scale. We were too small like a workshop, so I regretted it temporarily, probably when you were in high school.”
“Later, 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 be 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.*
*basically mean not anyone can do business with them now
"I have a friend who works at the headquarters of the Xinbei Group. Do you want me to find her some other day?" Qi Yan pondered, "She doesn't know about my family situation."
The couple stared blankly at each other, and Dad Qi took a sip of the table wine after drinking wine, he asked, "What position?"
"The project supervisor of the foreign trade branch should be 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 "Leave it to me."
A new week is coming, and the final exam is 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 unconsciously, so as to leave some time for students to review.
On Tuesday morning, Qi Yan got up late, and when she got down to the parking lot, she remembered that she had a license plate ban for today and couldn't drive.
After a few minutes of delay, a taxi at this point would be blocked. In desperation, she squeezed her way to 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 "Qiao".
Chapter 8: Hold On TightThe random questions and actions last night turned into temptations by accident. If you understand how the world works, you should understand that this means clear boundaries. Work is **, WeChat is also **, and all their interactions are just superficial.Originally, Qi Yan didn't intend to ask, knowing that asking would be embarrassing, but when she met her early in the morning, she was standing in front of her, how could she hold back. In addition, there is still a hint of luck, maybe the other party didn't read WeChat.Lu Zhiqiao turned her head and glanced at her, her slender eyelashes drooped down, her lips squirmed, and she hesitated to speak.At this time, the elevator stopped slowly, and the number showed the fifth floor. With a "ding", the door opened.Two middle-aged uncles who looked like workers were carrying a bed entered. When they saw someone, they yelled: "Hey, please let us through."Lu Zhiqiao was about to back up, when suddenly Qi Yan grabbed her wrist and she was taken to the left, her body was thrown on Qi Yan thanks to inertia, and before she could react, two arms wrapped around her back, and she was tightly bound.The uncles carefully carried the bed boards in. Four people were squeezed into the already small space, and the two big bed boards made it even more cramped.The elevator continued to descend in silence.Because of the unstable center of gravity, Lu Zhiqiao supported her weight by holding on to the elevator railings with both hands, her cheeks were almost buried in Qi Yan's neck. Burning sensation everywhere.The two of them were close together, and each could clearly feel the turbulence in front of the other. Qi Yan was afraid that she would bump into the corner of the bed, so she stretched out both hands, protecting her back while pressing into her arms.It's very soft, judging from the last touch it's C* at least.*if you know, you knowLu Zhiqiao was so stiff that she didn't dare to move, but her face was getting hotter and hotter. This posture was very similar to that night when she was forced to sit on Qi Yan's lap... and the hand on the back was the culprit. She floated up and down again and again.The gaze above her head couldn't go away, she had to bury her face in Qi Yan's hair, as if she was taking the initiative to throw herself into her arms, sniffing the light scent of shampoo in this woman's hair, her heart rate increased steadily.Finally, the elevator stopped and the door opened. The uncles carried the bed and slowly moved out. She quickly broke free from the shackles, stepped back, and quickly walked out of the elevator."Aren't you going to the parking lot?" Qi Yan asked softly, pressing the door for her.Lu Zhiqiao paused, then realized that she went off on the first floor, turned back, and pressed the basement floor button.There were only the two of them left in the elevator, and even if she didn't want to answer any more, she couldn't be too rude considering that Qi Yan is her daughter's teacher, so she thought about it: "If Teacher Qi has anything to say, you can call or send a text message. You should know my cell phone number."She saw the message last night, the first time, reason told her it was a crime, the second time, she was a little shaken, the third time, she began to hesitate, her thumb hung on the screen for a long time, but in the end still didn't press down.If Qi Yan had sent a request the fourth time, she might not be able to help but agree.She didn't know what was driving her, and she didn't know what she thought about this woman, as if everything happened so naturally, and it came unexpectedly.A sliver of luck was shattered.Qi Yan's expression darkened, but she didn't make a sound, and she didn't refute.Soon the elevator door opened again, and the outside was a rough gray cement wall with dim lights.Lu Zhiqiao didn't move, feeling that she had done something wrong, she glanced sideways at Qi Yan, then quickly looked away, feeling even more guilty."Go." Qi Yan smiled, "You shouldn't be late.""..."On Sunday afternoon, Qi Yan received a call from her mother asking her to go home for dinner.The house is located in the villa compound of Ninghu District in the southernmost part of Jiangcheng, where rich people gather. It is adjacent to Ninghu Wetland Forest Park.Qi Yan often jokes that she is the daughter of a nouveau riche, even though she is an absolutely low-key rich second generation in the eyes of her friends.Qi's father started a business in his early years, dabbled in all kinds of industries, earned a little money, and became a small entepreneur. Later he opened a factory to do OEM. Just in 2001 when the country joined the WTO, the foreign trade industry was booming, large and small import and export companies sprung up like mushrooms after the spring rain, the demand for supply increased, and the business in the factory became more and more prosperous. Eventually became a tycoon.Up to now, Qi's factories can form a group, the largest of which specializes in the processing of electronic product parts, and the partners are all large companies.Even so, their family still claims to be a "nouveau riche family".Qi Yan drove her car into the gate of the yard. There were three people in this family, and one of the three parking spaces is empty. She got out of the car and went into the house. She glanced at the floor mat and knew that her father was not there, so she went straight up to the third floor."Mom, I'm back."The balcony is well lit, and a middle-aged beautiful woman is leaning on the chaise longue, with a fat orange cat lying in her arms, her eyes are fixed on the phone screen without blinking, and she is concentrated on it. The old lady didn't even notice when she approached."Meow" the orange cat called out, stretching out a paw.Qi Yan gently held the paw, turned to look at her mother, Ms. Lin, and said helplessly, "Looking at Xiao Xianrou* again, someone will be jealous later."*translated as "little fresh meat" meaning handsome young men usually used to refer to rising male celebrities.Her parents started from scratch when they were young, and they supported each other all the way. They have been close to thirty years, and their relationship has always been very good. After half a century, they have money and leisure, and they live a very comfortable life. However, in recent years, Ms. Lin has become obsessed with the little fresh meat in the TV series, and she shouted for three days to find a young boyfriend. Although she was joking, Dad Qi was not less jealous.Ms. Lin frowned, raised her hand to grab her arm, and murmured: "It's terrible... Yanyan, look at this." She turned the phone around.The screen is not Xiao Xianrou, but a Weibo news: In a key middle school somewhere a second-year junior high school student was criticized by the teacher for failing to hand in his homework. Fourteen years of age does not need to bear criminal responsibility."Students nowadays are terrible. A word of criticism and they will kill people. This is still a key middle school. Yan Yan, being a teacher is so dangerous, you still..." Ms. Lin's face paled, and she muttered, Her arms trembled involuntarily, and the orange cat Tuanzi* in her arms almost fell off.*cat name means dumplings"Mom" Qi Yan interrupted her with a smile, and reached out to pick up Tuanzi, "It's not that bad, it's just an isolated case."Ms. Lin frowned: "You aren't afraid of 1 in 10,000 cases. But if it happens to you, it's still a hundred percent.""You're telling me like, not to drive at all since, so many people die in car accidents every year.""...""..."Qi Yan sat down with the Tuanzi in her arms, gently stroking the soft orange hair on its back with her palm, Tuanzi squinted his eyes in comfort, his fluffy tail dangled leisurely, looking like a grandpa."Yanyan, Mom is worried about you. Being a teacher is not as good as it used to be. When you were a child, the teacher had a high status, they could beat students, scold and reprimand them at will if they made a mistake. Now? After dealing with unreasonable parents today, I have to worry about whether you will be stabbed to death by a student tomorrow, not to mention other messy things..."Ms. Lin couldn't stop her chatterbox, she babbled endlessly.The daughter is not interested in inheriting the family business and wants to do what she likes, but as a parent, she is always reluctant to let her child be wronged.Qi Yan listened in her ears, but just pretended not to understand, and silently patted master Tuanzi. When it was happy, it stretched its legs on its back and turned its belly, hugged her hand with its two paws, and meowed."Mom.""Huh?" Ms. Lin finally stopped."There are more good people in this world.""But""Everything has its pros and cons. Although I was once pissed off by some students, I feel relieved when I think about how innocent and lovely most of the children are. There is no need to worry about work, as the boss still has to pay wages, I will weigh and consider these things myself, you can chase after your little fresh meat with peace of mind." Qi Yan smiled and comforted her, and leaned towards her cheek to kiss.The corner of Ms. Lin's mouth twitched, she shook her head and sighed: "Hey, I'm just telling you, that's all."The mother and daughter chatted for a while, and in the evening, the nanny aunt bought vegetables and came back to cook, and Papa Qi also came back.He usually stays at home with his wife on weekends, but today he went to the factory for temporary business. He was reluctant when he left in the morning. Now he entered the house with a smile on his face, his face was wrinkled, and he didn't ask any questions. As if by magic, he took out the presents he had bought for the mother and daughter.After the whole family sat down at the dinner table, he said solemnly, "Xinbei wants to cooperate with us.""Which Xinbei?" ""Xinbei Group.""Hey" Ms. Lin sneered, "What goes around, comes 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, but they didn't like our scale. We were too small like a workshop, so I regretted it temporarily, probably when you were in high school.Later, 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 be 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.**basically mean not anyone can do business with them now"I have a friend who works at the headquarters of the Xinbei Group. Do you want me to find her some other day?" Qi Yan pondered, "She doesn't know about my family situation."The couple stared blankly at each other, and Dad Qi took a sip of the table wine after drinking wine, he asked, "What position?""The project supervisor of the foreign trade branch should be 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 "Leave it to me."A new week is coming, and the final exam is 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 unconsciously, so as to leave some time for students to review.On Tuesday morning, Qi Yan got up late, and when she got down to the parking lot, she remembered that she had a license plate ban for today and couldn't drive.After a few minutes of delay, a taxi at this point would be blocked. In desperation, she squeezed her way to 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 "Qiao".
