586 Mr. Qin’s Another Identity
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The next morning, Qin Lu dropped Nan Yan off at the school gate.
Nan Yan waved to him and turned to enter the campus of Imperial University.
After Nan Yan disappeared from his sight, Qin Lu took out his phone and dialed a number: "I’ll attend today’s meeting."
The secretary on the other end of the line was a bit surprised, "What’s going on today? President Qin, you’ve decided to attend in person?"
In the past, they had often sent invitations to the president, asking him to preside over academic conferences, but every time they received the same reply.
Why the exception this year?
This couldn’t help but surprise him.
Qin Lu’s voice was cold, "If I want to go, I’ll go. Do I need to report my reasons to you?"
"I dare not, I dare not. So, are you going to preside over today’s meeting?"
"No need, I won’t go to the conference room. I’ll just watch the live broadcast in the adjacent room. The meeting arrangements remain unchanged, just like before."
The secretary: "..."
Then what’s the significance of him attending this meeting?
It’s no different from usual!
It’s probably just to add a bit more pressure on him as an informed person...
The secretary sighed and rubbed his forehead helplessly. There was nothing he could do about his boss.
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Zong Jinqi was already waiting for her in his office.
The agreed time was 8 o’clock, but Nan Yan arrived an hour early, so it was now 7 o’clock.
When she entered, Zong Jinqi was having breakfast in his office.
Two tea eggs and a bowl of porridge.
Seeing Nan Yan, Zong Jinqi quickly grabbed some documents from the table to cover up and asked, "Have you had breakfast, Yanyan?"
After all, having breakfast in the office was a bit improper.
"I already ate." Nan Yan pulled out a chair, sat across from him, propped her chin casually, and smiled, "Don’t cover up, just eat while it’s hot."
"In that case, I’ll continue." Zong Jinqi chuckled, set aside the documents in his hand, and picked up a tea egg to eat.
As the Dean of Imperial University, Zong Jinqi’s breakfast was so simple, with one tea egg and three pieces of porridge.
Ordinary people’s breakfast would be more sumptuous than his.
Nan Yan actually admired people like him.
Returning to simplicity, that’s what people like Dean Zong represent.
In any case, she felt that she was not as indifferent to fame and fortune as Dean Zong.