The day of the New Year’s Eve.
Papa Jiao sat in the bedroom in front of the computer, preparing some files and thesis, at the same time chatting with domestic and international friends through email.
Yuan Zi went home interstate for the new year. His mother was alone in the home state. This year, he must keep the old lady company and pay tributes to his old man. Fei Hang and Wei Ling were helping to look after the company. Sometimes, Papa Jiao would also give a hand.
However, lately, when Zheng Tan took his walk downstairs, he overheard the old man downstairs, Lan, talking with others about Papa Jiao. This group of almost retired but still influential elderly professors had access to information that was much more liable than others, so on that rare day, Zheng Tan hid by the side and eavesdropped.
