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Chapter 249: Behavioral psychology of people with high IQ and severe novelty personality(2/3)

As for what Dad Ma said, just listen to it, don’t take it seriously.

He is not the same type of person as those fanatical scientists and scholars.

Of course, Yan Qiuwen's family background is not bad, after all, the identities of her parents are there.

No matter what, treatment still has to be discussed.

It is one thing for Yan Qiuwen not to care, but another thing is her sincerity.

So Su Zelin said: "Qiu Wen, let's talk about your salary now."

"I don't need any reward." Yan Qiuwen said calmly: "But I have a request. If possible, just treat it as my reward!"

"Oh, tell me."

"Answer me a question every day."

Su Zelin couldn't help but be stunned.

What kind of strange request is this?

In his previous life, he had many capable people, some of whom were engaged in technology or scientific research and had eccentric personalities.

They also made some strange requests, but none of them were as strange as Yan Qiuwen.

"Don't worry, personal privacy will not be involved!"

Yan Qiuwen added another sentence.

"Okay then!"

The bastard agreed.

Although the other party's request was strange, it was not excessive and he had no reason to refuse.

At this time Song Yuwei walked in, and it was a little strange to see Yan Qiuwen.

Isn’t she the intern who came to report today?

"Yuwei, you're here just in time. Please arrange a separate office for Qiuwen later. She is now my exclusive business consultant!"

Exclusive business consultant?

Song Yuwei couldn't help being surprised.

This is a very high position, providing consultation to senior executives is equivalent to a military advisor, and usually only experts can do it.

And this girl is just an intern, but she is so highly regarded by her boss.

After being stunned for a while, Song Yuwei realized what she was doing and couldn't help but look Yan Qiuwen up and down.

Then the female assistant discovered something special about this girl.

She has a pair of beautiful, deep, magical eyes that seem to be able to see through everything.

That feeling is quite strange.

Once he takes a look at it, the secret in his heart seems to be invisible and undefended.

Song Yuwei couldn't help feeling awe-struck.

Yan Qiuwen looked away.

This female assistant is, if nothing unexpected, the originator of the smell of heather on Su Zelin’s car.

It could be one of them.

"Assistant Song, please take care of me!"

Yan Qiuwen took the initiative to reach out her hand, and suddenly remembered something, and the corners of her mouth raised a just right arc.

Have a smile on your face.

"Uh, each other!"

Song Yuwei quickly reached out her hand.

After the two parties exchanged simple polite greetings, MM Song took Yan Qiuwen to arrange her office.

Not long after, she found Su Zelin again and said with some doubt: "Boss, is it really okay to let an intern be a business consultant?"

"Don't doubt it!"

Su Zelin said calmly: "She is a very profound girl!"

Song Yuwei nodded.

The boss never sees the wrong person.

He thinks this girl is awesome, so the other person should be really awesome.

Moreover, the brief contact with Yan Qiuwen just now gave me an indescribable and unfathomable feeling.

How do you say it?

It's as if the IQ has been crushed by a higher-level species.

After Song Yuwei left, Su Zelin fell into deep thought.

He is considering an important issue.

After Yan Qiuwen's internship expires, what methods should I use to make her stay?

……

After get off work, Yan Qiuwen found Su Zelin again: "Director, can I ask you the first question today?"

"Okay, tell me!"

"What do you think about the storm?"

Yan Qiuwen's question seems very simple, but also seems very simple.

Su Zelin thought for a moment before speaking slowly: "After the storm is over, many people will not remember how they survived, and they are not even sure whether it has really passed, but they can be sure of one thing, they have survived the storm.

, I am no longer the same person as before!"

"Very good, thanks!"

Yan Qiuwen seemed very satisfied.

"So, goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

Watching Yan Qiuwen leave.

Su Zelin couldn't help but shook his head.

What a weird girl, but quite interesting.

……

Lin'an urban area, beside the West Lake.

An old villa is hidden under tall trees.

Although it occupies a unique geographical location, it is inconspicuous.

There are blue bricks and red tiles, no luxurious decoration, only a few small bungalows with simple appearance.

There is a garden in it, and there are not only some rare and famous flowers and plants planted, but some of the most common flowers and plants, and even a vegetable garden has been opened.

Don't underestimate this old villa on the edge of the West Lake. Its status in Lin'an is similar to that of the courtyard house in Beijing.

Those who can live here are definitely not ordinary people.

Hidden away from the city!

Beside the stone table in the garden, a middle-aged man who has reached the age of destiny and wears thick glasses holds a thick classic in his hand, enjoying the sunset and savoring it carefully.

"Squeak!"

The red painted door was pushed open and a girl walked in.

It is Yan Qiuwen.

This place is her home.

The middle-aged man put down the book in his hand, with a kind smile on his face: "Daughter, are you back?"

Yan Shiqian, the father of Yan Qiuwen, a well-known philosopher in the Xia Dynasty, and an honorary professor at the Institute of Philosophy, Academy of Social Sciences.

"Yeah, Dad."

Yan Qiuwen sat down on the stone bench next to her father.

"Qiuwen, how do you feel about your first day of internship?"

The lady who was taking care of the garden not far away also stopped what she was doing and walked over.

This is Yan Qiuwen's mother Zhou Jinqiong, a psychologist and the sister of Zhou Fuliang, president of Zhejiang University.

The two couples are both great scholars, but many people would never imagine that they live such a simple pastoral life, which is a bit detached from the world.
To be continued...
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