"Teacher Chen Yan, I am Zhou Buqi."

"Oh, hello."

On the phone, Chen Yan's voice was a little cold, and indeed, as Han Yan said, she felt a little out of place.

Zhou Buqi was in a very hot mood and asked: "Teacher Chen, do you have classes in the afternoon?"

"some."

"That's it..."

Zhou Buqi made a long note, his tone deliberately revealing a bit of disappointment.

Let’s test Teacher Chen Yan’s reaction!

Sure enough, he guessed it correctly.

Chen Yan immediately said softly: "It is a self-study class in the afternoon. Just sit in class. There is no need for lectures. You can change it."

Zhou Buqi smiled and said, "That's it. Can you ask for leave?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while.

Then came Teacher Chen Yan's soft voice, "Well, it's okay."

Zhou Buqi felt at ease and asked, "Can you come out? How about we find a place to have a cup of coffee and chat?"

"Where are you going?"

"Should I go to the school to find you?"

"Not near school."

"Where to go?"

"Let's go to Hongqi Street."

"Okay, let's go over now and call him."

Zhou Buqi was very happy.

Hongqi Street...

Han Yan's home is just over Hongqi Street. And she also said that she and Chen Yan go home from get off work every day. From this, we can simply infer that Teacher Chen Yan's home is also over there on Hongqi Street.

There is drama! There is drama! There is drama!

Zhou Buqi sent Sun Wanran away and asked her to go home and see her parents, and not even go back to Northeast China. This can be regarded as the boss's concern for the secretary. Going home to visit relatives during working hours is a paid leave.

Then, accompanied by bodyguards, he went to Hongqi Street alone.

I called and asked, and teacher Chen Yan had already arrived.

At the entrance of Xinhua Bookstore opposite the Provincial People's Hospital.

Zhou Buqi walked over.

He didn't change his clothes and was dressed more formally. Although he wasn't wearing a suit or leather shoes, he was still wearing casual trousers and a white shirt, which was very eye-catching.

Soon, I saw Teacher Chen Yan walking towards me in the distance.

She didn't change her clothes either.

She is still wearing the same red short-sleeved shirt and black trousers that she wore in the morning, and her hair is simply tied into a ponytail. Because she is a teacher, she cannot wear heavy makeup, which gives her a pretty and pleasant feeling.

Zhou Buqi waved, walked a few steps quickly, and said with a smile: "Teacher Chen, are you so fast?"

Chen Yan blushed slightly, pretending to be nonchalant, and said, "Well, I took a taxi." Then, without looking at him, her eyes evaded, and she looked around as if she was looking for something. She frowned slightly and said, "There's nothing good around here.

The cafe…”

Zhou Buqi said casually: "Just find a restaurant, it doesn't have to be too high-end, just Starbucks. It doesn't matter whether the coffee is good or not, we just want to chat."

Chen Yan nodded lightly, "Okay, then go to my house, I go there often."

"Oh? Is your home nearby?"

"Well, it's at the intersection in front of Times Home."

"It's up to you."

Zhou Buqi followed her lead, made a gesture of invitation, and followed her.

Four bodyguards fell not far behind.

Chen Yan looked back, her eyes suspicious.

Zhou Buqi smiled and said, "It's okay, my bodyguard."

Chen Yan looked at him deeply and said, "You are indeed the big boss. Your business is very big, right?"

"It's okay."

"I have also used helo and friends.com. Is your tens of billions of subsidies real?"

"It's true."

"Really 10 billion?"

"Yes." Zhou Buqi smiled, "Mr. Chen, since you have paid attention, you should know that the monthly direction of the tens of billions of subsidies will be disclosed to the whole society."

Chen Yan was very curious, "I know Ziweixing is a big company, and it has donated 100 million to the disaster area. You... what is your position at Ziweixing? A senior executive?"

Zhou Buqi twitched the corner of his mouth, "That's right."

Chen Yanda felt like asking for more information, "Really? What do you mean?"

When a peacock opens its tail, the more colorful it is, the better.

Zhou Buqi did not hide anything and said frankly: "Ziweixing is a company founded by me, and I am the boss of this company."

"Ah?" Chen Yan covered her mouth and exclaimed in disbelief, "You... you are the boss of Ziweixing?"

"right."

"I checked specifically, and it seems that Ziweixing's last round of financing raised more than 3 billion US dollars!"

"Well, it was round B in December last year."

"You...you..."

Teacher Chen Yan was dumbfounded and looked at him blankly, feeling like the world was spinning.

She is mentally prepared.

I knew that the student I taught before was very powerful and very rich. If he could donate 5 million to the school to build a library in one breath, his career would definitely be very successful.

But I didn’t expect that it would reach this level!

Given the size of Ziweixing, he is worth at least tens of billions, right?

hiss!

What an exaggeration!

Zhou Buqi said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, what's that look in your eyes? When money reaches a certain amount, it's just a number, and I don't care about it anymore. More money or less money can't change the teacher-student relationship we had. You're right."

Bar?"

Chen Yan bit her red lips gently, "Yes, yes."

The two went to the coffee shop.

Zhou Buqi ordered a latte, and Chen Yan ordered an American style.

Zhou Buqi was surprised, "Can you get used to drinking American style? Isn't it bitter?"

Chen Yan shook her head gently, "Isn't life just like this? You get used to it."

Zhou Buqi smiled and said, "American style is bitter first and then sweet, so you have to savor it slowly."

Chen Yan looked at Zhou Buqi opposite her with burning eyes, her eyes not evasive at all, "I have never tasted the sweetness. Can you teach me how to taste it?"

Zhou Buqi laughed and said, "I don't have such taste. I just choose expensive ones."

Chen Yan nodded and said: "Yes, that's how society is, money can solve all problems."

Zhou Buqi felt strange. He felt that Teacher Chen Yan's mentality was not right. Maybe he was not worshiping money, but he must have a negative attitude towards life.

"Teacher Chen, are you married?"

"No."

Zhou Buqi asked a little knowingly, "I remember when I was in school, you got along well with a guy, right? He drove a Santana to pick you up after school every day."

Chen Yan was silent for a moment and sighed softly, "Well, I wanted to get married later, but it didn't happen."

"Why?"

"Real Issues."

"Um?"

"His family conditions are not good."
To be continued...