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It was quickly folded, and Qian Yingying hurried out with her name tag.

Fang Chen returned to his seat and turned on his computer. Sure enough, Tencent was flashing non-stop. The notice from the department was: "All teachers involved in compiling teaching materials are requested to come to the conference room for a meeting as soon as possible!"

The notice in the major was: "Please come to the conference room for a meeting with the following teachers!" There was a list of names at the back. After reading it carefully, Fang Chen confirmed that his name was not there. I felt relieved and started to modify the PPT to be used in the afternoon class. Because two of the constituent courses were new, the courseware prepared during the winter vacation was very thin and had to be improved before each class. Therefore, Fang Chen spent this time in front of the computer correcting PPTs after class.

Time always passes very quickly when you are concentrating on doing things, and two hours have passed before you know it.

Outside the window, the magnolia flowers are in full bloom, and the white magnolia trees are as vigorous as white doves spreading their wings. Inside the window, with the beating of characters on the computer screen, time flows quietly...

Suddenly there was a noise outside the door. When the door opened, Wan Fangfang and Yang Mingquan walked in, holding lunch boxes in their hands, talking and laughing. Neither of them looked at Fang Chen. They sat down in their respective seats happily and opened their lunch boxes. box, accompanied by exaggerated exclamations.

Wan Fangfang: "Wow... the work meal ordered for this meeting is really luxurious, and there are also prawns!"

Yang Mingquan: "Of course... the standards of this meeting are high, so the working meal is certainly extraordinary!"

Wan Fangfang: "It's really good. Well, these chicken legs are so delicious!"

Yang Mingquan: "Isn't it...Hey, look, there are snacks in the staple food lunch box!"

Wan Fangfang: "Yeah, this macaron is my favorite!"

Chen Gaofeng also came back, laughing and joining in the exaggerated eating and broadcasting chat...

"..."

Very noisy...

The three of them were talking to each other in a lively manner, as if they were doing a live broadcast for Fang Chen alone...

Fang Chen looked at the time, it was already twelve o'clock. He yawned, rolled his stiff neck, got up and went to the cafeteria.

The office finally became quiet, and the three of them were all concentrating on eating...

Someone knocked on the door, and the three of them said in unison: "Please come in..."

Gao Yuan opened the door and asked, "Is Teacher Fang in this office?"

After a pause, Chen Gaofeng replied: "Yes, she is out."

Gao Yuan walked in, held up the mail bag in his hand and asked, "Where to put her mail?"

"Just put it there." Chen Gaofeng said, pointing to the empty table next to the door.

When Gao Yuan left, he said: "Please tell her."

As soon as the door closed, Wan Fangfang said: "Why is the mail so big? I'll put it on her table for her." After that, she walked over to take a look, but didn't take it, and went back to sit down and continue eating.

"What?" Chen Gaofeng asked.

"I don't know, it seems to be from some publishing house." Wan Fangfang said with dark eyes.

After a while, the three of them finished their meal, packed up their lunch boxes and cutlery, and went out to throw away the garbage and wash their hands. After going out and in and out a few times like a revolving door, the mail package on the table disappeared without knowing when...

After lunch, the teachers who compiled the teaching materials continued to the conference room for meetings...

Fang Chen went to class.

At three o'clock, Master Cai in the mailroom at the east gate of the school received some more mail. He was actually a little excited when he saw a big package among them. Master Cai is over fifty. In the past, every department ordered newspapers. He would ride his bicycle around the campus like a postman every day. He would deliver newspapers to each department office in every building, just like checking the work. Yes, who wouldn't greet him affectionately when they see him?

But this year, the regulations have been changed. The school has implemented a paperless office. Each department office no longer subscribes to newspapers. Every day is just a few letters. Every time I look at the two large flat canvas bags hanging on the back seat of the bicycle, I feel sad. He felt a little lost... Moreover, teachers often came to pick up letters and parcels themselves. He was so stunned that he felt so out of sorts these days...

At this moment, he finally saw a big mail package, and Master Cai suddenly became energetic. This is what it looks like! He hurriedly put the mail parcel and some letters into the canvas bag, hummed a tune and rode on his bicycle...

The first stop is the horticulture department office...

After knocking a few times, why is there no one?