The couple chatted, and the Academy was in front of them. Now at eleven o'clock, thinking that Jiang'an would have to worry about lunch later, Feng Lan thought for the first time and asked tentatively, "would you like to have lunch together in our canteen?"
In this way, Jiang's mother doesn't have to come to cook for him.
Jiang Anzhi tilted his head slightly, thought for 0.01 seconds, nodded and said yes.
Therefore, Feng Lanchu's husband visited the Research Institute for the first time.
Feng Lanchu's department is on the top floor of the Research Institute. The elevator on the right side of the building can reach directly. Jiang Anzhi comes to the Department of teacher Xiaofeng so quietly, and doesn't disturb anyone for the time being.
This is the top floor with excellent lighting. The office in fenglanchu is spacious and bright. Although the desks and chairs are old objects n years ago, every desk is as clean as new, which is quite like shooting scenes in 1990s.
Wind haze early took him to the most corner of the room, "this is my position, you have a rest here for a while."
Then, teacher Xiaofeng took his cup to pick up a glass of water and handed it to him: "if you are thirsty, you can drink your own water. The computer is connected to the intranet, and you can't get on the Internet. You can play games on your mobile phone for a while. I'll go and talk to the dean and come back for dinner. "
Fenglan is like an old lady at the beginning, explaining everything in detail. Until Anzhi nods her head again and again, she leaves with the document and leaves with a worried look on her face.
Being cared by teacher Xiaofeng, an Zhi only feels very happy.
He leaned back to count the position of the office, imagining the figure of Feng Lanchu working here.
There are a total of ten places, including teacher Xiaofeng. There are only three tables with things on them. The rest are as clean as new.
There is a coffee machine on the balcony, which is now covered with a bag. It should have been taken away by old coffee loving Uncle Li.
Jiang Anzhi found that although he had never been to fenglanchu's office, he was not unfamiliar with her environment at all.
Is it because teacher Xiaofeng will share everything about her in his ear?
Jiang An's heart is warm, thinking, an uncle came in.
He dragged a little heavy pace, hammered his shoulders, his face tired and uncomfortable in the moment he saw Jiang Anzhi, he looked at the strange man in the office.
Seeing this, Jiang Anzhi politely stood up and said, "Hello, Mr. Qian. My name is Jiang Anzhi. I'm Mr. Xiao Chu."
Old Qian then reflected who this beautiful man was and immediately beamed: "isn't this an Zhi, the male family member of our junior high school? Hello, hello
Lao Qian shook hands happily, his eyes narrowed slightly and looked at Jiang Anzhi carefully: "well, my eyebrows are really handsome. How do you know I'm Lao Qian Shu? Did Xiao Chu tell you about me
Jiang Anzhi nodded obediently: "Xiao Chu often mentioned you and Mr. Zhao, Mr. Sun and Mr. Li."
Old Qian was even more happy to hear Jiang Anzhi say: "can you play chess?"
"Well, not very good." Jiang Anzhi replied honestly that, in fact, his two old fathers occasionally caught him playing chess.
"It's OK. Let's see the next set."
Uncle Qian put the chess on the empty table and called Ann over. They sat face to face and played.
Jiang Anzhi just wanted to have lunch, but he didn't want to meet old uncle Qian. After that, his painting style became a dilemma for his son-in-law.
Looking at old uncle Qian as a young man, I'll test you well. If you pass the test, you'll be able to marry my daughter home. I just feel that my head is black.