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Fang Ya pushed open a wooden door. On the mottled door panel, there were a few holes and even wooden spikes.
Fang Ya carefully poked her head in, "Excuse me, is anyone there?"
A voice came from the corner of the room, "Who are you looking for?"
Fang Ya looked in that direction but did not see anyone. She could only ask again, "Is Mr. Lin Xiang here?"
That person replied with a hum and said, "Yes! What's the matter?"
Fang Ya frowned and tried to look in that direction again. Seeing that no one was coming out, she said, "I want to ask Mr. Lin to help me write a computer script."
After a series of crackling sounds, a man wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and a pair of slippers walked out from behind a few cardboard boxes.
The man had a head of messy hair. He kicked away the boxes in front of him before walking towards Fang Ya.
"You're looking for me?" The man looked Fang Ya up and down before asking.
Fang Ya did not like the way the man looked at her, but she still nodded and said, "Yes! Mr. Lin, I want to ask you for a favor."
Fang Ya knew who Lin Xiang was. This man was a new tech upstart who would dominate the headlines of all the major newspapers and magazines in ten years!
However, it seemed that Lin Xiang was still looking down and out.
Fang Ya could not help but sigh. The man who looked so well-dressed in the newspapers and magazines was currently looking so sloppy.
Lin Xiang looked at Fang Ya again, then moved aside, wanting to let Fang Ya walk in.
Fang Ya was about to take a step, but hesitated for a moment, then said, "I don't know if it's convenient for you, shall we go out and have a chat?"
Lin Xiang turned to look at his "office", then nodded and said, "Okay! Let's go!"
Fang Ya was stunned for a moment, then slightly turned to block Lin Xiang's way, "That, don't you need to tidy up a little?"
Lin Xiang looked at her from head to toe before waving his hand. "No need! No one knows me!"
Fang Ya let out an "ah" before awkwardly pursing her lips and nodding her head in resignation.
The two of them walked up from the ground floor to the hall on the first floor. Under the curious gazes of the crowd, they walked out of the building.
Fang Ya led Lin Xiang to a nearby teahouse.
Fang Ya remembered that Lin Xiang had mentioned during the interview that he had a deep love for classic tea.
Fang Ya wanted to suit Lin Xiang's interest, so she chose this reputable teahouse.
Lin Xiang did not expect Fang Ya to bring him to the teahouse. When he reached the door, he hesitated.
Fang Ya smiled at Lin Xiang and said, "I made a reservation. Let's go in!"
Lin Xiang thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and followed Fang Ya into the teahouse.
The teahouse was decorated very minimalistically, and it seemed to be quite old.
Fang Ya ordered a pot of tea for the two of them, then asked the waiter to prepare some more old tea. After it was packed, they were going to take it away.
Lin Xiang sipped the tea, looking relaxed and at ease. He was no longer as nervous as before when they entered the teahouse.
Fang Ya looked at Lin Xiang and asked with a smile, "Mr. Lin, are you familiar with tea?"
"Yes. When I was young, my family ran a teahouse," Lin Xiang said bluntly.
Fang Ya nodded. She had seen this in the report before.
"Where is Mr. Lin's Home?" Fang Ya continued to ask.
Lin Xiang frowned slightly, then changed the topic and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"
Fang Ya smiled and said to Lin Xiang, "Let me introduce myself first."
"My name is Fang Ya, I work in the District Government Archives." Fang Ya introduced herself simply.
Lin Xiang frowned and looked at Fang Ya, as if he was not interested in Fang Ya's self-introduction.
Fang Ya opened her mouth again and said, "We have some basic software there, but I hope Mr. Lin could add some scripts to it."
"What software?" Lin Xiang took a sip of tea and asked casually.
"Databank and spreadsheets." Fang Ya smiled and opened her mouth.
Lin Xiang replied without hesitation, "Not interested!"