Chapter 18 Graduation is coming
There was a commotion ahead, and the motorcycle lost balance at the turn, and the two thieves fell to the ground.
They got up and tried to run, but were forced into a dead end by Shi Yanchen.
"Package." Shi Yanchen said coldly.
The two thieves were frightened by his aura and handed the bag over tremblingly.
Shi Yanchen took the bag, turned around and left.
The thief felt relieved, but he added in Italian: "Next time I see you..."
The two thieves nodded repeatedly in fear.
Pei Song happened to see this scene when he ran over.
Shi Yanchen's tall figure stood against the light, like a warrior from a science fiction film.
"Here you go." Shi Yanchen handed him the bag, and casually brushed back the hair on his forehead that was scattered due to running, with a rare excited smile on his face.
Pei Song was angry and touched: "Do you know it's dangerous? What if they have knives..."
"It'll be fine." Shi Yanchen said lightly, "I've learned martial arts."
Pei Song didn't know where he got the courage from, and blurted out: "Leon, whoever marries you in the future will be very happy, you really showed off your boyfriend power just now!"
Shi Yanchen paused as he was adjusting his cuffs.
The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the tips of his ears red, but he just said "hmm" faintly.
Pei Song wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Shi Yanchen: "Do you still have your passport and plane ticket?"
Pei Song opened the bag and checked it: "Everything is here."
"That's good." Shi Yanchen breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned, "Your bag is too old, go get a new one later."
"No need for it..." Pei Song subconsciously touched his old bag, "It can still be used."
Shi Yanchen didn't say anything, just stopped a taxi and gave an address.
Half an hour later, Pei Song stood in Italy's top leather goods store, feeling a little uneasy.
"Too expensive..." He looked at the dazzling array of bags, "and I'm about to graduate..."
"It's just right as a graduation gift." Shi Yanchen interrupted him and motioned for the clerk to take out a dark brown leather briefcase. "How about this one?"
The design of the bag is very low-key, but the workmanship and leather show its high price.
The most important thing is that it really fits Pei Song's temperament.
"Really, there's no need..." Pei Song wanted to refuse.
"Try it." Shi Yanchen stuffed the bag directly into his hands with an unquestionable tone.
Pei Song stood in front of the mirror holding the bag, and had to admit that the bag really suited her.
Practical compartment design, soft leather, and the length of the shoulder strap is just right.
"This is it." Shi Yanchen took a look and took out the card and handed it to the clerk.
"Wait!" Pei Song wanted to stop him, but Shi Yanchen had already signed the bill.
"In addition to being a graduation gift," Shi Yanchen said calmly, "it's also a way to thank you for your dedication to the restaurant over the past year."
After leaving the mall, Pei Song was still struggling: "This is really too expensive."
Shi Yanchen glanced at him and said, "You deserve better."
This sentence was said very naturally, but it made Pei Song stunned for a moment.
On the return flight, Pei Song kept touching his newly bought bag, feeling mixed emotions.
Over the past year, his collaboration with Shi Yanchen has indeed been much smoother than expected.
From the initial confusion to being able to manage the restaurant independently now, every step was inseparable from Shi Yanchen's guidance.
This seemingly indifferent person always provides help in the most appropriate way and never makes people feel pressured.
Shi Yanchen looked at him with such fondness that he couldn't let it go, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.
After returning from Italy, Pei Song devoted himself to the intensive writing of his thesis.
Every morning, he would go to the restaurant to arrange his work for the day, and then return to the library and sit there all day.
Shi Yanchen would always show up on time at ten o'clock in the evening, carrying delicious food prepared by the restaurant's chef, and urging him to go home.
"It takes more than one or two days to finish a paper." Shi Yanchen closed his book, "Don't overwork yourself."
Pei Song rubbed his sore eyes and said, "It's almost finished. This financial derivatives pricing model is only missing the last part..."
"I'll help you with that part," Shi Yanchen said, "just finish the empirical analysis first."
With the help of Shi Yanchen, Pei Song's thesis progressed exceptionally smoothly.
Whenever he encountered difficulties with mathematical models, Shi Yanchen could always give accurate suggestions.
"You know so much." Pei Song couldn't help but sigh once.
Shi Yanchen smiled faintly: "I have learned a little."
The night before the defense, Pei Song was so nervous that he couldn't sleep.
He sat on the balcony, checking the PPT over and over again.
"Aren't you sleeping yet?" Shi Yanchen came over with two cups of hot milk.
"I'm a little nervous." Pei Song took the milk, "I always feel that there are many areas that can be improved..."
"Don't be nervous." Shi Yanchen sat down next to him. "Your thesis is very solid. Moreover, the financial model you made has exceeded the level of a master's thesis."
Pei Song was stunned for a moment: "Really?"
"Yes." Shi Yanchen said, "Your innovation is very good. Combining machine learning with traditional pricing models is a very cutting-edge idea."
The next day, the defense came as scheduled.
When Pei Song walked into the defense classroom, he found Shi Yanchen already sitting in the back row.
He was wearing a dark grey cashmere sweater and was looking at his phone intently.
Hearing the door opening, he raised his head and nodded to Pei Song.
This simple action miraculously calmed Pei Song's nervous mood.
The entire defense process went surprisingly smoothly and the tutors praised his thesis highly.
"Your financial derivatives pricing model is very innovative," said the defense team leader, "especially the part that combines machine learning, the idea is very clear."
Pei Song subconsciously looked at Shi Yanchen who was sitting in the back row.
If it weren't for his careful guidance over the past few months, I would never have been able to produce such a paper.
Shi Yanchen still had that cold expression, but his eyes were filled with approval.
When the head of the defense team announced that he had passed the defense with excellent results, Pei Song breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, he seemed to see his overseas study life flashing before his eyes:
From the initial trepidation, to the later steadiness, to the present parting...