Going home for the Chinese New Year with a year-end bonus of 100 million

Yang Fan took it and carefully flipped through it.

The office was quiet, with only the sound of papers turning and the faint sound of campus broadcasts coming from outside the window.

Lin Qingyue didn't disturb him, but quietly drank her tea, her gaze occasionally falling on his focused profile.

The man was very focused when he looked at the document; his brows were slightly furrowed, and his fingers lightly traced the pages.

That focused expression was completely different from his usual gentle and smiling demeanor, possessing a unique charm.

"The budget is here..." Yang Fan suddenly spoke, pointing to a line on the document.

"Is the judging fee too low? If we were to invite seasoned investors from the industry, this price might not be enough."

Lin Qingyue leaned closer to look: "I've also considered this issue. But the school's funding is limited..."

"I'll fix it," Yang Fan said.

"I will cover any excess in the judges' fees from the fund."

"If you're going to invite someone, invite the best. It's a sign of respect for the students participating in the competition."

Lin Qingyue looked at him, a hint of appreciation in her eyes: "You've thought this through very well."

"If you're going to do it, do it to the best of your ability." Yang Fan closed the folder.

"The overall plan is fine. When do we start the promotion?"

"Next week," Lin Qingyue said.

"I will announce this at a university-wide assembly, and simultaneously push it out on the school's official website, WeChat official account, and class groups of each college. The registration period is one month, ending at the end of May."

"Okay." Yang Fan nodded. "Do you need my help with the publicity?"

"If it's convenient for you, you can record a video."

Lin Qingyue thought for a moment,

"As an investor, share your views on college student entrepreneurship and your expectations for this competition. That would be more convincing."

"Okay. You can arrange the time, I'm available anytime."

After the business was over, the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Lin Qingyue glanced at the time: "It's almost four o'clock. How about we go try that coffee place I mentioned?"

Yang Fan laughed: "Didn't you say I could go if I wasn't in a hurry? I'm not in a hurry today."

"Let's go then." Lin Qingyue stood up and naturally picked up her coat.

"My treat, thank you for supporting the school's work."

"It should be my treat," Yang Fan said, standing up as well. "You treated me to tea last time, this time it's my turn."

Lin Qingyue didn't refuse and smiled, "Okay, then it's your treat this time."

The two walked out of the office side by side. Several teachers passed by in the corridor and cast curious glances at Yang Fan next to Lin Qingyue.

Lin Qingyue greeted them naturally without specifically introducing Yang Fan, but the way they walked side by side spoke volumes.

……

The coffee shop is located opposite the west gate of the school. It's not a big shop, but the decor is very stylish.

At this time of day, the store is quiet with few people.

Lin Qingyue was clearly a regular customer; the owner greeted her warmly as she entered.

"Principal Lin is here! The usual spot?"

"Okay." Lin Qingyue nodded and led Yang Fan to the innermost booth.

"It's quieter here."

The two sat down, and the owner handed them the menu:

"Today's hand-drip beans are Yirgacheffe, very fresh."

"Then it'll be Yiljacephal," Lin Qingyue said, looking at Yang Fan. "And you?"

"Just like you."

"Two Yirgacheffe glasses." Lin Qingyue handed the menu back to the owner. "Thank you."

After the boss left, Lin Qingyue looked at Yang Fan and said, "You don't seem to know much about coffee?"

"I don't really know much about it," Yang Fan admitted frankly. "I usually drink tea a lot."

"Then I'll give you a little lesson today." Lin Qingyue smiled, a smile tinged with a hint of smugness that made her look several years younger than usual.

"Yirgacheffe is an Ethiopian bean with a very pronounced floral and fruity aroma. It has a refreshing taste with a touch of acidity, but it is very smooth."

"You sound very professional."

"I wouldn't call myself a professional, I just like it," Lin Qingyue said.

"Sometimes when I'm too tired from work, I come here to sit for a while, have a cup of coffee, and read a book. It really helps me relax."

"Do you usually experience a lot of stress?" Yang Fan asked.

"The principal's position may look glamorous, but it's actually quite tiring."

Lin Qingyue sighed softly.

"I have to manage teaching, administration, deal with all kinds of inspections, and also consider the school's development..."

"Sometimes I really feel that it would be simpler to go back to the lab and do research."

"But you chose to stay."

"Yes." Lin Qingyue looked out the window.

"Maybe, like you said, I have a special feeling for education."

"The sense of accomplishment I get from seeing my students grow is something that no other job can give me."

The coffee arrived quickly, its rich aroma filling the air.

Lin Qingyue demonstrated by first smelling it and then taking a small sip:

"Hmm, this tastes good today."

Yang Fan followed her example and took a bite. It did indeed have the floral and fruity aroma she described, and the acidity was very mild and easy to accept.

"How was it?" Lin Qingyue looked at him expectantly.

"It's delicious." Yang Fan nodded. "You made the right recommendation."

Lin Qingyue smiled, her eyes curving into crescent moons:

"Next time you come, I'll treat you to other bean drinks."

"This shop changes its beans frequently, so there's always a surprise."

"Okay." Yang Fan felt a softening in his heart when he saw how happy she was.

The two chatted casually, from coffee to tea, from school to their respective experiences.

Lin Qingyue spoke very seriously and listened attentively, and Yang Fan felt very comfortable with that sense of being valued.

Before I knew it, the sky outside the window was getting dark.

Lin Qingyue glanced at the time:

"Oh dear, it's almost six o'clock. I have a meeting tonight."

"I'll take you back." Yang Fan stood up.

"No need, I drove here." Lin Qingyue also stood up.

"Thank you for chatting with me for so long today."

"I should be thanking you," Yang Fan said. "The coffee was delicious, and the chat was very pleasant."

The two walked out of the coffee shop, and the evening breeze carried the warmth of early summer.

"So... is Wednesday's matter settled then?" Lin Qingyue asked.

"I'll have my secretary contact you about the video recording time."

"Okay." Yang Fan nodded. "Anytime is fine."

Lin Qingyue looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke:

"Yang Fan, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."

"you say."

"I appreciate your investment in student programs. But..."

She paused for a moment, then said, "Investing involves risks, especially for college students starting businesses, where the failure rate is very high."

"Don't blindly support me just because of me."

"Those that need to be screened should still be screened, and those that need to be rejected should also be rejected."

These words were spoken sincerely, and were for his sake.

Yang Fan felt a warmth in his heart: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. My investment isn't just to support the school, it's also to make money."

I won't do a deal that loses money.

"That's good." Lin Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief. "Then I'll be going now."

"Be careful on the road."

Lin Qingyue turned and walked towards the parking lot. After taking a few steps, she turned back again.

"By the way, next time if you just want to drink coffee... you can also send me a message."

After saying that, a faint blush appeared on her face, and she quickly left.

Yang Fan stood there, watching her figure disappear into the traffic, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

This woman is becoming more and more interesting.

Just then, Zhou Jin called:

"Brother Fan, the e-sports hotel is almost ready. Do you want to come and take a look?"