Fu Yan hugged him tightly, resting his chin on the top of his head. "The project that Feng Lu and I designed has been adopted by a large company, which says they want to discuss cooperation with me."

“That’s good,” Xiao Xin said, pleased for him. “So when are you going to discuss the collaboration?”

Fu Yan: "They said tomorrow afternoon."

Xiao Xin nodded at his chest. "Okay."

He happens to be going for a job interview tomorrow as well.

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The next day, Xiao Xin ate the loving breakfast prepared by Fu Yan early in the morning and went to the interview location.

The interview went smoothly, and Xiao Xin once again joined the ranks of office workers.

His current job is still related to music. The song he stayed up all night to write was left at his old company. Now that he has resigned, it has nothing to do with him anymore.

Xiao Xin didn't think too much about it and prepared to compose herself and get back to work.

After all, there are still 300 million yuan in breach of contract penalties to be paid.

He sent Fu Yan a message saying he had passed the interview, then turned off his phone and prepared to go home.

Fu Yan received the message and replied, "Congratulations, brother."

A middle-aged man wearing glasses sat opposite him. Seeing Fu Yan staring at the screen and grinning foolishly, he gently tapped the table to remind him: "Mr. Fu, is there anything else you need to add to what I just said?"

Fu Yan put down his phone, his expression turning serious: "I wanted to ask, if the project fails, what risks do I need to bear?"

The conference room door suddenly opened, followed by a soft male voice: "You don't need to take any risks."

Fu Yan looked in the direction of the sound and saw the man closing the door with his back to him.

He inexplicably felt that the figure in the white suit looked familiar from behind.

Jiang Yuqing turned around and found Fu Yan staring at her in a daze.

He walked slowly to Fu Yan and extended a hand to him: "Hello, I am Jiang Yuqing..."