If he can't do it, Han Zhiyuan will still help for Huo Qianli's sake, but the degree of help will naturally be different.
For people like them there are no trials, because trials are everywhere.
Huo Qianli's current status in the eyes of the two elders was also earned bit by bit.
Jiang Qiuyan did not disappoint him. After listening to Han Zhiyuan's words, she did not show any surprise or panic. She followed Han Zhiyuan's previous operations skillfully, took out the cup, took out the tea leaves, filled the water, and then respectfully handed it to Dean Chen.
Seeing that Jiang Qiuyan was so familiar with the Han family, Dean Chen had an idea in his mind. He understood the meaning of Jiang Qiuyan's singing and began to show concern for her studies in a kind manner.
Upon hearing her final grades last year, Dean Chen couldn't help but envy her and said, "Old Han, is there any particular Feng Shui in this room of yours? How come the little Huo who used to come here always gets a scholarship every year? It looks like this person is also getting a scholarship every year!"
Han Zhiyuan smiled and said, "They have done their best. I can guarantee that I didn't give them any special treatment."
After chatting for a few words, the door rang again. This time it was Professor He, an acquaintance of Huo Qianli.
The skinny old man came in and chatted with Han Zhiyuan and Dean Chen for a few words. Then, having received Han Zhiyuan's advance call, he smiled and said to Jiang Qiuyan, "Is everything okay at home? Is your mother feeling better?"
Jiang Qiuyan was not alarmed, she smiled and nodded, "Thank you Uncle He, everything is fine."
Dean Chen's heart trembled slightly, and he paid more attention to Jiang Qiuyan.
At noon, Han Zhiyuan opened a bottle of fine wine from his collection and they drank a few glasses together.
He never mentioned Jiang Qiuyan again during the whole process.
After Jiang Qiuyan ate for a while, Cheng Suqing called her to the room to chat.
After finishing the meal, sending Dean Chen away, and helping Cheng Suqing clean up the kitchen, Jiang Qiuyan bowed solemnly to the two old men sitting on the sofa drinking tea, thanking them for their help.
Han Zhiyuan accepted it calmly, then smiled and motioned for her to sit down. "I called you here today not only to help you talk to Lao Chen, but also to help with an important task."
Jiang Qiuyan nodded quickly, "Please go ahead."
"Answer us some questions."
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Then, Jiang Qiuyan, with a puzzled look on her face, watched Han Zhiyuan and Professor He take out their work notebooks at the same time and started asking them one by one.
"What kind of entertainment activities do the villagers of Hushan Village usually have?"
"What are the geographical conditions of Hushan Village? How much area does the river flow through in the village? How many weirs and ponds are there?"
“Has Hushan Village ever carried out legal education activities?”
“What are the most common crops grown in Hushan Village?”
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Jiang Qiuyan answered while being confused. What was going on? Was Hushan Village going to be set up as a special economic zone?
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