226: Chapter 226 Can I have your contact information?

"Mr. Chen—" Naza's voice came from behind, crisp yet tinged with hesitation.

Chen Fan turned around and saw Naza still standing where she was, unconsciously fiddling with the hem of her clothes, a look of curiosity and probing on her face.

She pursed her lips, as if trying to muster up some courage, and finally spoke: "May I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead." Chen Fan's tone was casual.

Naza bit her lip, as if gathering great courage, before saying in a low voice: "Mr. Chen... could you tell us your age?"

Reba, standing to the side, heard this and shot a quick glance at Naza, her eyes filled with surprise—it seemed she had never expected this girl to dare to ask the boss his age.

You have to understand, although Chen Fan looked young, he was a genuine company boss. To students like them who hadn't even debuted yet, he was the ultimate boss.

With such a clear disparity in status right in front of them, who would go around asking the boss how old he is?

Chen Fan saw the curiosity written all over Naza's face, and a smile couldn't help but tug at the corner of his mouth.

"I was born in October '91."

"October '91?" Naza's eyes widened instantly, and her voice rose involuntarily, "Then you... are only 19 this year?"

"Mm." Chen Fan nodded, his expression indifferent, as if he were merely commenting on the weather.

Naza's expression instantly became incredibly vivid—first disbelief, followed immediately by surprise.

19 years old? She had originally thought Chen Fan was at least twenty-five or twenty-six. After all, to be able to run such a big company, it was impossible to imagine him being too young.

But she never imagined that this man standing before her, who was unbelievably calm and sophisticated, was only one year older than her.

Reba, standing to the side, was the same, her red lips slightly parted, unable to hide the surprise on her face.

"Then, Mr. Chen, are you still in school?" Naza blurted out, her tone full of curiosity and disbelief.

As soon as the words left her mouth, she felt a bit foolish herself. He was already running a company as a boss; how could he possibly still need to be in school?

"That's right, just like you two, I'm also a university student."

Naza was stunned for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly: "I've only just finished the art exams; I haven't even taken the college entrance exams yet, and I haven't stepped through the gates of a university."

Chen Fan knew she would eventually get into art school, so he smiled and comforted her: "Don't worry, you'll definitely get in."

Upon hearing this, a smile bloomed on Naza's face again.

She pursed her lips and smiled, with a touch of girlish shyness: "I'll take your word for it! Once I get into Beijing Film Academy, I'll treat you to a meal!"

"Sure." Chen Fan just took it as a joke and agreed accordingly.

"Oh, right," Naza seemed to suddenly remember something important, looking at Chen Fan with bright, sparkling eyes, "Mr. Chen, which school are you at?"

"Chang'an Jiaotong University." Chen Fan said it nonchalantly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Naza and Reba both widened their eyes almost simultaneously.

As children from Xinjiang, part of the five northwestern provinces, how could they not know the reputation of Chang'an Jiaotong University?

It was a 985 university; although not among the very top in the country, it was absolutely the best school in the five northwestern provinces and a hall of learning that countless northwestern students dreamed of.

A company boss, a height of 185 cm, and a top student at Chang'an Jiaotong University—these identities stacked on Chen Fan caused the two girls' gazes toward him to unknowingly fill with a bit more admiration.

Chen Fan also caught that glimmer in their eyes, and a wave of secret satisfaction couldn't help but wash over him.

If it were anyone else reacting to him this way, Chen Fan wouldn't have any particular feeling.

But the two before him were big stars he could only see on screen in his previous life; being looked at by them with such eyes felt truly different.

However, this feeling only lasted for a fleeting moment.

Very quickly, Chen Fan calmed down.

He glanced at the two girls and said: "Well, you two keep chatting, I have things to do, so I'll be going."

"Mr. Chen—" Naza called out to him from behind.

Chen Fan turned back and saw Naza standing up, with a slightly embarrassed smile on her face.

She shook her phone in her hand, her voice filled with cautious anticipation: "Um... could I add your contact information?"

Seeing this, Reba hesitated for a moment, then also gathered the courage to speak: "Mr. Chen, let me add you too."

Chen Fan glanced at them and didn't refuse, directly giving them his phone number.

"This is my private number, try not to share it with others," he added.

As a company boss, Chen Fan's private number was not something he would easily give to others now.

But these two before him were future big stars, and there would be opportunities for cooperation later, so giving them his contact information was no big deal.

Naza and Reba were both stunned for a moment, then simultaneously nodded, their expressions becoming a bit more serious.

"And QQ, let's add that too, Mr. Chen." Naza spoke again.

Since he had already given them his phone number, adding QQ was nothing. Chen Fan thought to himself and casually recited it: "5790..."

The two girls immediately lowered their heads to take out their phones, scrambling to add Chen Fan's QQ.

Chen Fan glanced over—Naza was likely using an android smartphone, although he didn't recognize the model.

And Reba was still holding a Nokia; although it wasn't a smartphone, it still had the mobile QQ function.

It seemed their current financial conditions weren't very good. Chen Fan made a silent mental note.

He took out his phone and approved both of their friend requests one by one.

"Contact information added, nothing else this time, right?" Chen Fan put away his phone, his tone carrying a hint of a smile.

"No, nothing else." Naza shook her head, smiling very sweetly.

"Alright, I'll be going then."

"Goodbye, Mr. Chen." Naza waved her hand, and Reba also followed with a soft "Goodbye."

Chen Fan nodded and turned to walk out of the room.

Behind him came the girls' hushed chatter, where one could vaguely hear words like "19 years old," "top student," and "Chang'an Jiaotong University," mixed with a few suppressed giggles.

...

At two o'clock the next afternoon, at the office of Xian Fanti Clothing Co., Ltd.

In one of the small meeting rooms, a woman of twenty-seven or twenty-eight was sitting in front of Chen Fan and Zhou Min.

The young woman was wearing a sharply tailored white shirt, dark gray suit trousers, and a pair of black low-heeled leather shoes on her feet.

Her hair was tied in a low ponytail, revealing clean facial contours, with thin-rimmed glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, the whole person exuding a sense of competence.

Li Nan, twenty-seven years old, graduated from Xian University of Technology, joined JD.com in 2005, rotated positions for two years, having worked in the procurement and sales department and the operations department, finally reaching the position of operations supervisor.

Her resume was quite impressive.

Moreover, Chen Fan and Zhou Min asked several questions in succession, all of which she was able to answer in an organized manner.