Only Wan Yi saw Mr. Yan's uncontrollable expression and asked, "Mr. Yan, is it Miss Manshu's class teacher calling? Have the college entrance examination results come out?"
Not only was Yan Zhan not unhappy, he also disliked the special assistant for being nosy.
He pretended to be casual and said: "Well, Manshu scored 742 points in the exam and is the provincial liberal arts champion this year."
The meeting room was filled with astonishment!
I don’t know who it was, but I took the lead in applauding.
"Miss Manshu's score is the highest in history, right?"
"Not really. I'm afraid you have forgotten that Mr. Yan's score in the college entrance examination was higher than this."
"That's different. Mr. Yan is a science major, and Miss Manshu is a liberal arts major. The points deducted for liberal arts students are all kinds of weird."
"That's pretty impressive. The Yan family is really unique in their studies."
Some people said mysteriously: "That's not true. I heard that Mr. Yan and the second Mr. Yan used to be able to study well."
Not only Manshu's father and second uncle, but also Yan Ruyu, aren't they also top students?
"Isn't the eldest lady's maternal family also engaged in academics?"
What is this called?
It runs in the family!
The good results passed down from your ancestors are not something others can envy.
But people in the conference room still praised Manshu in various ways, even in front of Yan Zhan.
Assistant Wan Te asked, why did Mr. Yan not shy away from it?
Don’t you just want to show off in front of everyone?
Unexpectedly, Mr. Yan has learned how to show off his children at such a young age!
But those of them in their thirties and forties are lagging behind.
Fifty or sixty?
It doesn’t matter what we show off to our children, but our grandchildren are worth looking forward to!
"Mr. Yan, are there going to be a banquet for the number one scholar? Can we go and celebrate? The main reason is that my child will take the college entrance examination next year and I want him to study hard with Miss Manshu!"
One vice president said with a shy face.
He is a veteran of the company, so he is not afraid that Yan Zhan will not agree.
Even if Mr. Yan disagrees, the old man will always post.
"Yeah, okay."
Yan Zhan did not disagree, but he stopped everyone from flattering him and allowed the meeting to continue.
Then he told everyone to concentrate on finishing their work in the morning and take half a day off in the afternoon.
So, as soon as the meeting ended, everyone in the company knew that Manshu had won the provincial liberal arts exam, and all employees in the company also got a half-day holiday.
Although it was only half a day, it was still satisfying for a social animal.
After all, it was picked up for free.
Someone posted on the chat software: I also want to take half a day off like Yan's employees, but unfortunately our boss's child has grown up.
Some bosses also said: What does it mean to give Yan a half-day off? My son, let alone the top scorer in the college entrance examination, can get into university, so I will give him a day off! I will also give each employee two red eggs!
Obviously, the boss's son is not very good at studying.
Manshu didn't know her college entrance examination results yet. Her mobile phone had received all kinds of messages and calls, and it had run out of power and shut down.
Until, Yan Zhan knocked on her office door.
Only then did Manshu look up from the pile of drawings.
"Third uncle?"
Seeing Yan Zhan come in, Manshu was still a little confused.
"Your homeroom teacher just called me."
Perhaps it was because I did not receive enthusiastic feedback from Mr. Yan when I announced the good news, and I lacked a sense of accomplishment.
The head teacher hung up the phone and dialed Mr. Yan directly.
Although I usually go to Yan Zhan for anything, there is also a contact number for the Yan family’s old residence.
The housekeeper answered the phone. As soon as he heard that it was Miss Manshu's class teacher, he quickly called the old man.