Wen Qiao's words were more humane than Zhao Qingzhou's, and Feng Yan was somewhat moved by them.
But it was only a fleeting attraction.
She promised her husband that she wanted to spend a peaceful life with him and their daughter.
Therefore, he had no choice but to decline Wen Qiao's offer.
Of course, Wen Qiao didn't insist on continuing the conversation. After a brief chat with Feng Yan, Wen Qiao said she was leaving.
Feng Yan didn't try to stop her, but for Feng Yan, Wen Qiao's visit felt more like an affirmation of her friendship.
As she walked into the courtyard, Wen Qiao called out to Zhao Qingzhou, "Director Zhao."
Zhao Qingzhou turned around and quickly put out his cigarette.
"Have you finished talking?"
Wen Qiao nodded and said with a light laugh, "Then let's go back first."
As clever as Zhao Qingzhou was, he naturally understood what Wen Qiao meant. He nodded and said, "Okay."
Judging from this situation, Zhao Qingzhou doesn't seem like a leader at all; on the contrary, Wen Qiao seems to be his leader.
Feng Yan escorted them to the door and watched them drive away.
In the car, Wen Qiao took the initiative to say to Zhao Qingzhou:
"Feng Yan doesn't want to go abroad now; she wants to live a peaceful life with her husband and children. If you still want to find her, you can try asking her husband."
"However, I heard that her husband switched from being an engineer to a teacher at a school."
After Wen Qiao finished speaking, she added, "Do we really have to find Feng Yan?"
In fact, as a woman herself, Wen Qiao can better understand a woman's desire to live a peaceful life with her husband and children.
But Zhao Qingzhou is a man, and Wen Qiao is afraid he won't understand.
Zhao Qingzhou said, "It's not that we absolutely have to have her, but the Information Department needs people, especially some experienced comrades who have worked abroad."
“I’ll come back to find her, or like you said, I’ll go ask her husband.”
Wen Qiao hummed in agreement.
She had no other choice. Feng Yan was indeed quite capable, but if she was unwilling, she couldn't force her.
But in Zhao Qingzhou's eyes, I need talent, and Feng Yan is indeed a useful talent.
She is fluent in foreign languages and understands foreign policies, so she can integrate into the work better after arriving, with almost no adjustment period.
Furthermore, Feng Yan had worked as a secret agent, so she knew how to transmit confidential information.
Wen Qiao understood that Zhao Qingzhou wanted to understand Feng Yan's thoughts, but she also respected Feng Yan's choice.
When Wen Qiao got home after get off work, she told Shen Jichuan about it.
"I didn't expect you to help Feng Yan. Why? Did you know her before?"
Upon hearing Wen Qiao mention Feng Yan, Shen Jichuan thought for a moment before realizing who she was.
He only remembered the name, but Shen Jichuan could not recall what Feng Yan looked like at all.
"If I remember correctly, Feng Yan is the one who helped me deliver the letter to you back then. It was her boss who contacted me. Her boss was involved in some things, and Feng Yan was probably implicated as well."
"What connection?" Wen Qiao asked subconsciously.
Shen Jichuan deliberately smiled and asked, "Why are you suddenly so interested in a secret agent? What kind of classified information do you want to get from me?"
Wen Qiao pursed her lips, turned around and left.
"Who cares to ask you? I was just curious. You can tell me if you want, or not if you don't. And you suspect I'm stealing secrets from you?"
"Shen Jichuan, I am your wife."
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