59. Hate? Say thanks

Fang Kai secretly slowed down, intending to carry out the work in the corner of the listening wall to the end. Among his peers, he rarely sees Fan Sirui obediently listen to anyone, including Zhou Yuanyuan, who has played with Fan Sirui to grow up, Fan Sirui likes to bully each other more.

The woman who can control Fan Sirui is worth digging into, not to explore this, he will not agree to come to the team. Coming to the team will take up his rest time, and he can only squeeze the strengthening training given to him by Teacher Huang Zidi into the rest time.

He walked to the door and covered himself with the door, leaving a slit.

The hard work paid off, and I heard Yang Yuran's tired questioning.

"Do you think that's funny?"

Yin Tianzhao's answer is even more intriguing: "Yuran hates me? ”

I don't know how the beautiful agent felt after hearing it, Fang Kai felt that his buddy was hurt deeply when he heard Yin Tianzhao's low voice.

The crush definitely didn't run, as for whether it was a two-way crush, for some reason it couldn't be publicly together, and it was to be further eavesdropped.

The plot is so emotional......

Keeping the right ear in the gap, the left ear was screwed violently.

The other party had expected him to shout, so he covered his mouth with his hand, and then let go of the hand that twisted his ear and gently closed the door.

"Are you going to die?"

Fan Sirui grabbed Fang Kai's wrist and led him out of the danger zone near 404.

Fang Kai didn't care at all, he didn't have a sense of crisis, and his interest in tracking down the truth deepened. followed Fan Sirui with unsteady steps, and sarcastically mocked the other party with words that he thought could arouse men's possessiveness.

"Master Fan, Yin Tianzhao is a beautiful agent who likes you. You have such a belly, you dare to leave him alone, I have to tell Uncle Fan, and let him arrange for your chef to fry more green leafy vegetables for you in the near future. ”

Fan Sirui dragged Fang Kai into the elevator, glanced at an employee who was already in it, and then threw a warning look at Fang Kai, meaning that there were outsiders and kept his mouth shut.

Fang Kai winked back with understanding, a thoughtful look that he would hurt the face of a person.

Fan Sirui endured it without having a seizure, waited for the elevator to reach the training room on the ninth floor, and kicked Fang Kai twice in the ass. In the subsequent training, Fan Sirui took special care of Fang Kai, Fang Kai didn't keep up with the rhythm a little, and immediately received a sharp reprimand from the captain.

In the 404 office, the degree of depression is no less than that of the body training room.

Looking at Yin Tianzhao's eyes full of pain, Yang Yuran was silent for a long time, and said slightly: "Senior, I'm sorry, let me be alone for a while." ”

"Hmm."

Yin Tianzhao agreed in a deep voice.

Looking at the man's disappointed back gradually moving away, Yang Yuran felt an indescribable heart stopper.

Ask yourself, does she hate Yin Tianzhao?

I don't hate it, and I'm even very grateful to Yin Tianzhao.

In the first year of graduate school, you need to publish two papers in a well-known journal in order to get the qualification to enter the excellent mentor group. The magazine informed her that the paper passed the first batch of review, but the publication required more than 5,000 US dollars per paper, and the total of the three papers was almost 20,000 US dollars.

Before Bai Yan entered the door, 20,000 US dollars was a drizzle for Yang Yuran, and Yang's father was afraid that she would be inferior abroad every month, and her living expenses would be very sufficient.

At the time of the first meeting, her living expenses had already dropped to far less than that of ordinary family students. She was sincere to Li Shuo, and she was afraid that Li Shuo would look down on her and didn't mention the matter of financial constraints.

When she returned home during the holidays, she took two part-time jobs in Connecticut, tutoring Chinese private lessons and a waiter at a fast food restaurant. Foreign waiters get an hourly wage, and they can earn about 200 US dollars during the day, plus the money for private classes at night, and they earn about 400 all day long, which is quite considerable.

At the end of the holiday, she earned fifteen thousand, which was just enough to make ends meet.

But when she went to pay the money, the magazine informed her that it was overtime, and the quota was allocated to someone else.

She didn't feel sad and uncomfortable when she got up early all day and felt dark, but the notice from the magazine was like the last straw she clung to.

If she can't get into an excellent team, even if she successfully advances to the second year of graduate school and finishes it, it is tantamount to getting an empty diploma in a mess.

locked herself in the house and refused all social interactions, and it was Zhou Yuanyuan who repeatedly called to help her build up the courage to face problems.

"Yuran, I asked for you, that magazine company has Chinese shares, it's the Yin family." The young master of the Yin family's parents died in a car accident early, and the old lady Yin loved his only grandson very much. His grandson also studied in Connecticut, but not Stanford, but Yale. I'm going to go to his WeChat and phone, I applied to him and he didn't pass, you try it. ”

"Okay."

Yang Yuran added Yin Tianzhao's WeChat with the last hope, and waited for three days without any response.

With less than a week left before the deadline for submitting qualifications, Yang Yuran risked being scolded for her neuropathy and called Yin Tianzhao.

Yin Tianzhao's tone was very indifferent after connecting: "Hey? Please speak. ”

didn't ask her who she was, just let her cut to the chase and talk about things. The tougher attitude shows two things, this person has been in a high position for a long time, and secondly, he resents that time is occupied by meaningless things.

Yang Yuran didn't dare to ink, and expressed his demands in a horrible way.

For fear that the other party would hang up the phone first, explain the truth of the matter clearly, and say the ultimate in his efforts in the last breath.

"I'm not here to ask you through the back door, I just want to be treated fairly. I see that your WeChat is a QQ number, I sent my paper to your QQ mailbox, please take a look. If you feel that my paper is qualified to be published in a journal hosted by your company, I hope you will give me back the opportunity. Thank you for not bothering you with time. ”

Yang Yuran hurriedly hung up the phone, put his hand in front of his chest that was pounding suddenly, and his mind was in a mess.

I didn't sleep well all night, and I picked up my phone in the morning and saw no reply. While annoying that he was not polite yesterday, at least waiting for someone to reply before hanging up the phone, he was depressed and persuaded himself to accept the facts.

Just on the deadline for applying for a place, her phone blew up. The assistant mentor first called to inform her that she had been qualified to join the group, and then the impersonal editor took the initiative to call last time, praised her, and found a reason for himself, explaining that his subordinates wanted to make extra money to make oolong, and there would be no similar things in the future.

Yang Yuran suddenly became a lucky darling, she was not overly complacent, and edited a thank you message of more than 50 words to Yin Tianzhao.

Don't look at the small number of words, it's all the essence of her deletion and reduction many times, and I'm afraid that it will be abrupt to someone's house, and it was very rude to hang up the phone last time.

With the psychological construction of not receiving a reply, I re-engaged in the busyness of my studies.

I never thought that I would receive a reply from Yin Tianzhao half a month later: Through your incident, I found out the moths in the company, and we just reaped a win-win situation, so there is no need to be polite, let alone have a psychological burden. For the sake of impartiality, I asked the sociology editor of the journal in New York to review your paper, and he gave you a high evaluation, and your strength deserves the results.