Unexpectedly, he had been discovered by the other party on just the first day of the job.
Zhong Nuannuan chuckled and burst out into laughter.
Addressing her as "student" was enough, but he still added the word "female" in front of it. From this, she already figured out that he rarely interacted with women.
She looked again at his straight posture and faintly visible calluses on his naturally lowered hands, which would only develop on a person who held guns all year round.
Therefore, from first glance, it was clear that this person was a soldier, or specialized personnel trained by militarized standards.
"Well, thank you for your help today, Senior. What's your name, Senior? Since you've helped me, you can at least tell me your name, right?"
"Yang Yi."
Yang Yi felt that the director-general's future wife must have already known his identity, and he felt very depressed.
"Senior Yang Yi, thank you so much for your help today!"
