Chapter 367: Jiang Zhen's Phone Call

"Alright, I understand," the Minister said.

Doctor calculated the time, and after fifteen minutes passed, he called for people to take the patient to the hospital.

But the Minister made a phone call, directly to the Military District Headquarters.

"Chief, a call from Project 0."

Yun Fei put down his pen. "Put it through."

"Yes!"

In a moment, the phone on Yun Fei's side rang.

"I am Yun Fei!"

"I am Jiang Zhen."

"Old Jiang, what made you think of calling me?" Yun Fei pinched the bridge of his nose, letting himself relax.

Jiang Zhen was also a soldier, and held a very high military rank.

Project 0 had always been researching weapons for the country, and in history, they had a significant place.

Calculating the time, the project over there should have already been underway; at this time, he shouldn't be calling him.

"I want to ask about someone," Jiang Zhen said.

"Who?" Yun Fei was puzzled; asking about someone, how did it end up at his place?

"An Yinan." Jiang Zhen looked at An Yinan's file; the file was very simple, one could even say nothing was written on it.

The Military District wouldn't let such a person in; either someone was vouching for her, or she herself...

Yun Fei heard the familiar name and was a bit confused; his niece going to translate was correct, but it shouldn't be enough to have that side inquire about her separately.

He sat up straight. "How did you come to ask about her?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhen said, "You know her!"

Yun Fei did not deny it. "I know her, but why are you asking about her?"

Jiang Zhen explained the situation. "This person always makes one feel unfathomable; if I don't understand her thoroughly, I don't feel at ease."

"I looked at the materials brought by the Compilation Bureau, and I didn't expect her file to be unexpectedly simple."

Jiang Zhen voiced his concerns; to say he was worried An Yinan was a spy from another country, he didn't have that thought.

It was rather, such a capable young person, who exactly was behind her?

"Her file has been encrypted by the Military Department," Yun Fei did not hide it.

Jiang Zhen on the other end narrowed his eyes; if the Military Department encrypted it, then the implications were huge.

"Who exactly is she?" Jiang Zhen asked.

Yun Fei smiled. "A junior in my family."

"What?" Jiang Zhen was truly surprised this time. A member of the Yun Family? But wasn't her surname An?

"My niece, An Yinan," Yun Fei didn't beat around the bush and introduced her directly.

"However, the encryption of her file has nothing to do with the Yun Family. It is not convenient for me to disclose it over the phone, and you had best keep your mouth shut on your end as well," Yun Fei said.

Jiang Zhen suppressed his shock. "I understand!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhen pondered for a long time, and finally, he walked to the project's medical room.

As for An Yinan, after eating lunch, she returned to the dormitory to rest. Her current routine was very simple; besides sleeping and translating, it was just drawing blueprints.

This batch of materials was too special; she could not take them out of the studio to translate, but in her routine, she could not be too different from the others.

When she rested in the dormitory, she would use the spare time to draw, study, or write project proposals.

At Beijing University, the Monthly Exam results were announced; some were happy, some were sad.

"How is this possible? Didn't An Yinan ask for leave?" Zhang Cheng looked at the grade sheet, his face full of disbelief.

Why would someone who asked for leave have grades? How could someone who asked for leave appear on the grade sheet?

"This isn't right, she didn't take the exam at all, how could she have grades?"

Seeing that look of shock on Zhang Cheng's face, mixed with helplessness, Liu Jianguo felt a bit worried for this student.

If An Yinan did not exist, Zhang Cheng would be excellent enough.

But it just so happened that An Yinan appeared; her brilliance was too intense, overshadowing Zhang Cheng's excellence.

Professor Zhang, can your grandson really handle this?

"Ahem, before An Yinan went on leave, she completed this Monthly Exam under the supervision of all the subject teachers, and the supervising teachers included Professor Zhang!"

Liu Jianguo explained.

Although An Yinan's grades were too prominent, a full thirty-plus points higher than the second-place Zhang Cheng.

But her grades came out under many eyes; there could not be a mistake.

Since there was no mistake, one could not let everyone speculate.

Zhang Cheng looked like a defeated rooster.

Why? He had worked so hard, why?

Didn't they say he was a genius?

But even though he worked so hard, he still couldn't outscore An Yinan.

He didn't listen to the lecture seriously all morning, but instead entered a state of self-doubt.

It wasn't until noon that he returned to his grandfather's dormitory.

"Oh? What's wrong? Heartbreak?" Professor Zhang thought for a moment; today was the day the Monthly Exam results were released. He clearly knew the reason, but still teased him.

Zhang Cheng looked at his grandfather, trying hard to find a look of disappointment on his face, but he didn't find it.

"Grandfather, am I that incompetent? Why, even though I worked so hard, am I still so far behind?" Zhang Cheng covered his face with both hands, his whole person looking dejected.

Professor Zhang's teasing expression disappeared; he just sighed. In order to make his grandson see himself clearly, he administered a strong medicine, only hoping he could pull through.

"What was your evaluation of yourself in the past?" Professor Zhang asked.

Zhang Cheng looked at his grandfather; his grandfather's hair had already turned white, and his eyes were somewhat clouded, yet his aura remained as steady as ever, as if nothing could ever knock him down.

"They all said I was a genius, a financial prodigy," Zhang Cheng said.

Professor Zhang shook his head, "Zhang Cheng, I am asking what your evaluation of yourself is."

His own evaluation?

What is the difference?

No, it seems there is some difference.

To maintain the reputation of a genius, he studied hard every day and performed all kinds of analyses every day; he never once stopped reading domestic and foreign newspapers.

"Hardworking enough, diligent enough," Zhang Cheng said.

Professor Zhang nodded, "Look, you clearly obtained everything through your own hard work and diligence, yet others used only two words to dismiss all your efforts. Is 'genius' really such a good word?"

"Zhang Cheng, never forget that there is always someone better, and there is always a sky beyond the sky."

"First, see clearly whether you want to continue maintaining that false title, or work hard to climb over one peak after another."

After Professor Zhang finished speaking, he had just intended to get up and return to his room when he suddenly remembered something.

He turned his head back and said to Zhang Cheng, "Don't forget the bet; if you lose, you must acknowledge it. Remember to come and tell me what Student An asks you to do."

Zhang Cheng was somewhat stunned; so his grandfather knew everything.

So, whose grandfather are you exactly?

At this moment in Xiao Yuan, Zhao Qiu Hua, Li Xiue, and Xie Yuanyuan were sitting together.

"Let's talk about our grades first," Zhao Qiu Hua began.

Only when An Yinan was not around was she the one who made the decisions on major matters.

They were students now; although they loved their shop, they also liked the school atmosphere and absorbing new knowledge.

"Seventh place in the class," Xie Yuanyuan said.

Li Xiue and Zhao Qiu Hua exchanged glances; this was a result they hadn't expected.