After a nearly half-hour phone conversation, Commander Qin had a general understanding of Zhang Yun's educational background.
Zhang Yun's family was extremely poor; they were so poor that he had never attended school even at the age of ten.
The turning point came when he unintentionally saved a stranger from out of town when he was 10 years old.
The stranger gave Zhang Yun's family some money and took Zhang Yun away from his hometown.
For the next few years, Zhang Yun studied at a school in a small border town.
Perhaps because the opportunity to study was hard-won, Zhang Yun studied exceptionally hard and basically got first place in every exam.
After graduating from university and starting work, Zhang Yun sent money home almost every year.
So even though he hasn't been home for a long time, his family still speaks highly of him and thinks he is very filial.
It was precisely because of this that his political background check was passed so easily.
Commander Qin always felt that there was definitely something wrong with this.
Who exactly was the kind person who helped Zhang Yun?
Why did he take Zhang Yun away from his hometown to study?
Why hasn't Zhang Yun gone home even once in all these years?
He had too many questions in his mind and was eager to find the answers.
Because so much time has passed, the villagers have little memory of the kind person who took Zhang Yun away. They only remember that he was a young man who spoke Mandarin that they could not quite understand.
To find the other party, he might have to go through Zhang Yun, but he didn't want Zhang Yun to know, lest he alert the enemy.
Right now, he can only take a roundabout approach, sending someone to the school where Zhang Yun studied to find the teachers who taught Zhang Yun and see if there are any clues.
A few days later, Sang Feiyu had finished reading all the materials.
Just as she was about to report the results to Commander Qin, she suddenly saw that Commander Qin was holding a photo.
She didn't want to get involved in her boss's affairs.
But when her gaze accidentally fell on the photo, her expression froze. The person in the photo was her former French teacher.
Her mother loved Paris, so she had her learn French from a young age and hired a French teacher for her.
Her French teacher was of mixed race, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a height of 1.8 meters. He was always easy to notice in a crowd.
However, his appearance is more Chinese, and people who don't know his background assume he is Chinese.
"Commander Qin, is this the person who helped Zhang Yun before?"
Commander Qin didn't hide anything and replied, "Yes."
"This was during a school event. He came to the school on behalf of Zhang Yun's parents. A female teacher was interested in him and took a picture with him."
"He is also of mixed race, of Chinese and French descent."
"It was something Zhang Yun accidentally mentioned while chatting with other classmates."
Sang Feiyu seemed to realize something and said nothing more.
Commander Qin also felt that there were some things that were not suitable to tell her, so he told her to go back first if there was nothing else.
On her way home, Sang Feiyu kept recalling the scenes of her time with her French teacher.
My impression of my French teacher is that she doesn't talk much, and most of the conversations I have with her are related to the teaching content.
They basically don't chat.
However, she remembered her mother saying that French teachers have a hard time.
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