Liu Yang paused for two seconds before reacting: "Is it...that venture capital boss?"

The name of the company was a bit hard to pronounce, and Liu Yang couldn't remember it for a while.

Jiang Qian: "Mei Qing venture capital, time tired."

"Nice to meet you." Liu Yang understood: "You are going to the lecture hall, do you need me to take you there?"

Jiang frowned: "We can just walk there by ourselves. You can do your work."

Liu Yang had a good relationship with Lin Mu when they were in school. They wanted to ask him about his current situation several times, but because Shi Yan was nearby, he didn't speak and watched them leave.

Returning to campus, every step I take seems to bring back memories of the past.

It's just a pity that when Jiang Qian tried hard to think about it, he could only think of too few memories about himself and Shi Yan.

The communication between them was pitiful.

Jiang Qian sighed softly.

Shi Yan held her hand and said, "That's the library, do you want to go in and have a look?"

Jiang Qian followed his gaze.

If they had to find some intersection from their college days, it would probably be the library and the cafeteria.

"good."

Jiang Qian's favorite place to go is the third floor.

There are many rest areas on the first floor and there are many people there.

There is an electronic reading room on the second floor, where there are many students coming and going.

The third and fourth floors are the quietest.

The window on the third floor faces Wutong Avenue. You can enjoy the most beautiful road in the school while reading in autumn.

Shi Yan sat in Jiang Qian's favorite seat back then.

Jiang Qian walked to the nearest bookshelf, her library card turned yellow, and she could still find her name. It felt so long and unreal.

Her shiny fingertips slowly slid over the date on it, and she also saw Shi Yan's name on it.

They borrowed the same book.

Jiang Qian paused slightly, then opened the book. In the books she had read back then, she would always write a line of her feelings in the last blank space... c

Wherever the fingertips passed, a pair of hands suddenly appeared.

"I borrowed most of the books you have read," he said, "during my junior year."

Two months after he decided to go abroad.

Jiang Qian raised his eyes and saw an extra line of words under the font that belonged to him. He wrote: eyebrows with dark eyebrows and green eyebrows.

This sword has not yet lost its current tenacity, but it has already begun to show its sharpness. Jiang Qian felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

She read: "My eyebrows are dark and my eyebrows are green..."

The dark eyebrows and green frown seem to come from some poetry.

The next moment, Jiang Qian's peripheral vision glanced at the bookshelf of traditional literature and saw "The Romance of the West Chamber".

"Mei Daiqing..." Jiang Qian raised his head and asked him in a low voice: "Why do you use the name of your company..."

Her eyebrows are dark and green, her lotus face is full of spring, and she has a face that will captivate a country and a city, the face of Xizi Taizhen.

In the reading room on the third floor, students come and go occasionally.

The sunshine outside the window is gentle and shines into the room.

Jiang Qian raised his head and met Shi's tired eyes. For a moment, he was speechless and mute. That incompatible company name...

"Is it me?" She asked softly, her eyelashes fluttering.

Shi Yan: "Yes."

A smile appeared on Jiang's lips, as if the haze was dispelling.

Her voice was soft: "Such a strange company name."

Shi Yan looked at her: "I think it's pretty good."

On the way to the lecture hall, Jiang Qian asked him: "What else have you done?"

Shi Yan: "Forgot."

Without the triggering of memory points, there are so many things about her past that are too much to be remembered.

In the lecture hall, several leaders were sitting in the first row.

And Jiang Qian sat quietly in the middle of the second row.

The manuscript was written by Jiang Qian, but in fact Shi Yan was in a semi-unscripted state. It was not that her writing skills were poor, but that she had a beginning. No one knew the hardships of starting a business abroad better than him.

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Words without embellishment often have the power to touch people's hearts.

He said that when he was abroad, he initially devoted himself to his studies and helping people. Later, he raised funds, but was ignored. In order to submit a personal project proposal, he waited for a day and a night on the streets of a foreign country filled with heavy snow, but ended up without any success.

This paragraph was his improvisation and was not included in the information Zhao Chuan gave Jiang Qian.

She looked at such a calm and resolute man on the stage, and all his experiences finally turned into a joke after he became successful and famous.

The applause from the audience was warm and grand.

A student asked: "Senior Shi, in the early days of your business, what made you determined to continue? Was it your family?"

Jiang Qian paused: Shi Yan had never received any help from either the Shi family or Lu Ping.

Shi Yan smiled: "We are family now."

A girl asked: "She's my girlfriend?!"

Shi Yan replied: "I was my lover, and now I am... my wife."

After saying that, he seemed a little annoyed and sighed: "Students, you seem to have... ruined my final thank you session."

The man has a low voice and deep eyes. His already three-dimensional facial features are even more outstanding under the lighting on the stage.

Laughter, applause, and cheers rang out from the audience.

Mr. Shi ended his speech with a magnetic and deep voice. He leaned closer to the microphone and said: "Thank you to my wife for writing this speech. It can be seen that everyone is very satisfied.

Thanks."

A few meters away, Jiang Qian looked at the man on the stage, but it seemed as if he was lying next to her ear, whispering at midnight.

When Shiyan stepped down from the stage, the students craned their necks to see more clearly.

The school leaders shook hands with him and showed their kind words.

The lights surround him, the conversation revolves around him, and he is the focus of everyone.

Jiang Qian sat quietly and waited for him. After he answered the students' questions, Shi tired of looking for her among the crowds of people and waved to her. He shouted: "Qianqi, come here."

Jiang Frow blinked his eyelashes lightly and smiled, but did not move.

She thought that the time-weariness at this moment was due to praise, from the praises from her elementary school friends, elementary school students and her alma mater.

But when she didn't come, he came to find her.

He held Jiang Qian's hand and introduced everyone: "Jiang Qian, my wife."

Almost everyone believed that Shi Yan's special thanks, Shi Yan's wife, who helped him go through the most difficult years, were a couple who had gone through hardships with him and experienced hardships together.

But Jiang Qian regretfully told them: "I only enjoyed success with him."

The schoolmates were dumbfounded.

This is obviously far from what everyone expected.

What about starting a business together, sharing poverty, and sharing wealth?

Jiang Yan looked at Shi Yan helplessly: "It seems like they think you have suffered a loss."

Probably this is the voice of all students at this moment.

Shi Yan trimmed her hair and whispered, "Then you should tell them in advance that I have had a crush on you for a long time."

Juniors and juniors: "..."

Otherwise, how about killing me to help you with your dog abuse activities?

Their eyes met, Jiang Zhen's face was reddish, and his fingers tugged at the corners of his clothes: enough is enough, always.

These are all a group of students.

But Shi Yan clearly felt that the atmosphere was getting thicker, and amidst the screams and cheers, he kissed the corner of her lips.
Chapter completed!