Not Luck

"An Yang, where are you working these days?"

"Ah?" An Yang was caught off guard. "Am I not still working at An Shi Group? Where else would I go?"

"True." Zhou Zhengtao nodded. "So many people want to get into An Shi Group but can't. Who would be foolish enough to get in and then jump ship?"

After a pause, he continued, "You seem to be doing quite well now. Your position at An Shi Group isn't low, is it?"

An Yang exchanged a glance with Comrade Xiao Qian. Pretending not to notice the teasing in her eyes, he said awkwardly, "It can't be considered low."

"Work hard at An Shi Group from now on. You're sure to make something of yourself. That way, we elders can rest easier." Zhou Zhengtao spoke with deep feeling, looking every inch like an elder who had exhausted himself worrying over the younger generation. "But I really do have something to ask you this time. Do you think... you could help your second uncle-in-law with a favor?"

Well, now he was his second uncle-in-law.

An Yang's heart twitched, but since the elder had shamelessly put things this far, he couldn't exactly slap him in the face.

"Go ahead. I can't guarantee anything."

"It's like this. Yilian is already a third-year student, and she'll be going out for an internship next year. She's studying electronics at school too, so you see..." Zhou Zhengtao glanced at Zhou Yilian, who was sitting upright beside him, and looked troubled. "If An Shi Electronics still needs people, could you give your cousin..."

An Yang also looked at Zhou Yilian, who had suddenly grown embarrassed. After thinking briefly, he agreed decisively. "Sure!"

Zhou Zhengtao was slightly stunned.

That "sure" had been delivered with absolute certainty. Its weight was completely different