CHAPTER 332: CHAPTER 332: I THINK I SHOULD BE A LITTLE BRAVER (PART 2)

Qiao Zi nodded in greeting, and Uncle Shen looked at Tang Yanqi beside Sheng Jianan: "And this is...?"

"My wife, Tang Yanqi."

Sheng Jianan spoke naturally, and Tang Yanqi couldn’t help but glance at him. Uncle Shen had already extended his hand: "Hello, Miss Tang."

Tang Yanqi politely shook his hand back and followed Sheng Jianan’s lead, saying, "Hello, Uncle Shen."

Uncle Shen then introduced the person next to him to Tang Yanqi: "Miss Tang, this is my niece, Shen Yao."

Shen Yao possessed an indescribably graceful and gentle aura, akin to the quaint alleys and gentle streams of Jiangnan, making people feel very comfortable.

However, Shen Yao... the name felt slightly familiar to her.

Once Tang Yanqi collected her thoughts, she realized that this was the person they talked about last night?

The "she" from Sheng Jianan’s "her."

Tang Yanqi couldn’t help but look at Sheng Jianan again, but Sheng Jianan showed no reaction; he was just exchanging pleasantries with Uncle Shen.

Uncle Shen was returning to France, and Shen Yao was there to see him off, staying to work in B City because she had already graduated.

"Uncle, it’s about time you go through security."

Shen Yao timely reminded him, and Uncle Shen exchanged a few more words before heading toward the security checkpoint.

Sheng Jianan then took Tang Yanqi out of the airport, and Qiao Zi called to say that there’s something at the company that needed his attention.

Tang Yanqi checked the time, realizing it was neither early nor late. She was about to say, "I’ll head home first," when she heard Sheng Jianan speak: "I’ll take you somewhere tonight, come with me to the company first."

"Okay."

Sheng Jianan genuinely had something urgent to deal with, and once he brought Tang Yanqi to the office, he disappeared soon after. Not long after, Qiao Zi came in, bringing a laptop for her: "Young Madam, the president needs some time. He’s worried you’ll get impatient, so he asked me to bring this to you."

"Thank you."

Tang Yanqi smiled as she received it; she was someone who was good at finding things to do for herself. She logged into her email and pulled up the draft of her thesis. Some proactive professors had already started asking their students to submit drafts, but her instructor truly was...

Tang Yanqi read through her thesis seriously, making some edits. She was confident in her paper; it should basically be like this, just needing more detail modifications. Her thesis also contained a large portion of market research, which she planned to incorporate after next semester’s internship. After some minor adjustments, it should be fine.

Stretching her neck, Tang Yanqi opened QQ. As soon as she logged in, a dorm group chat popped up, filled with cries and complaints about internships.

She scanned through the messages and furrowed her brows, quickly opening her email again, confirming a newly received email resting there quietly.

The gist was that the school was undergoing reforms this year and would no longer arrange internship placements. The official statement was that it would test students’ social skills, requiring them to submit proof from their chosen internship one week before the semester ends. Those who couldn’t find one would be assigned as teaching assistants at school.

Tang Yanqi rubbed her temples; well, now she had to look for an internship.

Internships are different from part-time jobs; you can’t just find a Western restaurant or tutor and call it a day.

She pressed her lips in thought, unaware of when a handsome face appeared beside her.

Sheng Jianan’s abrupt voice sounded next to her ear: "Internship?"