Era: A college student came to the courtyard house

Seeing this, Fang Yuan knew that if he showed any weakness now, there would be no doubt that the old man Wu would have the security personnel hold him down on the spot. So he immediately answered confidently, "My name is Fang Yuan, and my older sister's name is Fang Ying. Is that right?"

Grandpa Wu's expression softened slightly, and he nodded, saying, "Yes, Editor-in-Chief Cao's wife is named Fang Ying. I've met her before."

"That's right, I wouldn't dare lie to you, and besides, you can just make a phone call and you'll know everything."

"Okay, then you wait here."

It's truly a case of a lowly official serving even before the prime minister.

Seeing that Grandpa Wu had picked up the microphone, Fang Yuan offered him another cigarette, and this time the old man did not refuse.

After the phone call, Grandpa Wu looked much better and came out of the reception room. He even took the initiative to give Fang Yuan directions: "I didn't expect it to really be Editor-in-Chief Cao's brother-in-law. Turn right after you go in. His office is on the third floor. I won't take you there."

"Alright, thanks a lot, sir. You go ahead with your work, see you later."

After thanking him, Fang Yuan walked inside without looking back, while secretly estimating that if anyone else from the steel mill had done the same thing, they would have been turned away 80 or 90 percent of the time.

"Ta-da!"

Fang Yuan took a few quick steps and went straight up to the third floor of the newspaper office.

Seeing that no one else was in Cao Zhengyan's office, Fang Yuan knocked lightly on the door, slipped inside, and then gently closed the door behind her.

"Editor-in-Chief Cao~"

Cao Zhengyan was reading a draft of a paper on the "theory that ghosts are harmless" when he heard a knock on the door. He looked up and saw Fang Yuan's smiling face in front of him.

Despite having received inquiries from Grandpa Wu, Cao Zhengyan was still quite surprised to see Fang Yuan: "Little Fang? It really is you! What brings you here?"

In his memory, it was the first time his brother-in-law had ever come to visit him on his own initiative.

Normally, his wife would be reluctant to ask Fang Yuan to come to his house, but now she actually came to his workplace on her own initiative. Could it be that he couldn't make it at Hongxing Steel Plant anymore?

It's only been three days.

Originally, Fang Yuan's arrangement to go to Hongxing Steel Plant was only made because his sister begged him, and because of his status as a college student and his potential for development, Cao Zhengyan finally agreed to help.

In truth, Cao Zhengyan didn't have much hope for his brother-in-law, who was quiet and indecisive.

Could it have already been returned?

However, Cao Zhengyan was, after all, a division-level editor-in-chief, and no matter what he thought in his heart, his facial expression remained completely unchanged.

Seeing Cao Zhengyan get up and want to pour him some water, Fang Yuan quickly grabbed the kettle and poured some water into Cao Zhengyan's teacup first.

Then he walked to the coffee table where the kettle was, took out a packet of tea leaves from the drawer without ceremony, pinched out a pinch with practiced ease, and with a flick of his wrist, poured it all into the teacup.

"Hey, you better watch your step."

By the time Cao Zhengyan spoke, it was too late; the hot water had already filled Fangyuan's teacup.

Love me, love my dog.

In the original owner's memory, Cao Zhengyan doted on his sister, and therefore treated his brother-in-law very well as well as well.

Fang Yuan's blunt actions were intended to test something and, incidentally, to bring the two of them closer.

"Brother-in-law, you're a senior editor-in-chief at the division level, do you really need some tea?"

With no outsiders in the office, Fang Yuan took the initiative to play the emotional card.

Cao Zhengyan said irritably, "Whether you're willing to part with it or not is another matter, but the problem is you don't even drink tea."

Fang Yuan chuckled inwardly. "That's what you meant by the past. Now he's a regular tea drinker."

In his past life, he always had a few old friends on WeChat. Whenever new tea was released and posted on his WeChat Moments, he would definitely go and taste it.

"The aroma isn't quite enough to mask the bitterness of the tea. I'll bring you some more tomorrow." Fang Yuan blew on the steam from the teacup, took a small sip, and after commenting, continued, "Brother-in-law, I was so ignorant and naive before. You kindly helped me arrange a job, but I didn't even come to thank you."

Cao Zhengyan frowned, not correcting Fang Yuan's form of address, but instead asking with a suspicious look, "So you've come all this way to thank me for drinking my tea today?"

Fang Yuan chuckled, showing no embarrassment whatsoever, and said, "Of course, I was just thinking of inviting you to dinner."

Upon hearing Fang Yuan's words, Cao Zhengyan immediately withdrew his gaze, looked at the two steaming teacups in front of him, and asked with slight uncertainty, "No, no, I think you wouldn't come here without a reason, would you?"

Fang Yuan knew there was nothing to hide, so he immediately said frankly, "I knew I couldn't hide it from you, brother-in-law. I have important business to attend to. I'm sure you already know that the people from our Red Star Steel Rolling Mill beat up your newspaper reporter."

"That's why our Secretary Lin wants to personally visit the newspaper's leaders and explain the reasons behind this."

When it came to serious matters, Cao Zhengyan immediately became much more serious. He pushed up his glasses and said solemnly, "Then go find our leader. What are you doing here?"

Fang Yuan took a sip of hot tea, spat the tea leaves still in his mouth into the cup, and said helplessly, "It's just that I can't get a date."

"Let me tell you, this matter has spread throughout our newspaper, and the comrades below have a lot of complaints about it," Cao Zhengyan snorted and continued, "Now you're trying to put out the fire? Why didn't you know how to control yourself when you were beating people this morning?"

At this moment, Cao Zhengyan felt more dissatisfied with Lin Xianghua for sending Fang Yuan over.

He thought for a moment, then advised, "Xiao Fang, being a firefighter isn't easy, and it shouldn't be your turn to be one."

Fang Yuan, however, did not feel anything was wrong and said, "Brother-in-law, there's nothing we can do about it. Your position determines your perspective. Now that I've arrived at Hongxing, I naturally have to do my part. You should also know that Secretary Lin has only been at Hongxing for a short time, and many people are watching this matter from top to bottom. If it's not handled properly, it will have a huge impact on him."

Cao Zhengyan said irritably, "So this is your reason for coming to see me? To spare no effort in offering a pledge of allegiance?"

Fang Yuan nodded frankly and said, "That's one thing. Also, I think you two must have a good relationship, since you were able to get me into the general affairs section of the factory office through Secretary Lin. I should repay this favor."

Cao Zhengyan couldn't help but ask curiously, "How do you know it's me who owes your Secretary Lin a favor, and not him repaying the favor to me?"

Without hesitation, Fang Yuan replied, "I think if it were really as you say, Secretary Lin wouldn't have specifically sent me here."

After hearing this, Cao Zhengyan first stood up and turned around, then stared blankly at Fang Yuan through his glasses.

Could it be that I really underestimated this brother-in-law before?

Since entering the room, he has been observing Fang Yuan's every move.

He changed from calling the editor-in-chief "brother-in-law," and from jokingly pouring tea to sitting upright and formal. Throughout this process, he spoke reasonably and respectfully, and answered questions fluently from beginning to end.

It seems that he was only focused on studying before, but now that he's working at the steel mill, he's figured things out in just a few days.