"When did you and Mrs. Qin get so close that she even invited you for meat buns?"
Just now she was still suspicious of others.
"It wasn't just me, Sister-in-law Song and Jiang Hong were invited too."
Feng Dajun didn't say anything more and handed the meat bun in his hand to his daughter beside him.
"Try not to run into the city for no reason, and mind less about other people's business. Also, about that professional title thing, it's not as complicated as you think."
As he spoke, he took out a small red book from his pocket, "The results are already out."
Sister-in-law Feng's eyes lit up, not caring that her daughter ate the meat bun meant for her husband, she grabbed the small red book to look through it.
Although she didn't recognize the characters on it, she knew the significance of this small red book. Her eyes full of anticipation, she asked, "Intermediate? What level are others? What level is Mr. Qin? Are you getting promoted again?"
