"Uncle Li."
"Oh, Qiao Ze is here, have a seat."
...
In Li Jiangao's office, the two of them sat side by side on the sofa, with two steaming cups of green tea on the coffee table in front of them, which he had just personally brewed.
Since returning from the Capital, Li Jiangao still felt like he was in a dream and frequently began dreaming about the past.
Especially the day he met Qiao Ze about three years ago.
At that time, he introduced Qiao Ze to Zhang Chunlei, Jiangcheng University, and the Yangtze River Scholar...
He even remembers that day when Qiao Ze asked him, "Then why don't you apply to be a Yangtze River Scholar, become a professor at Jiang University, and then become an academician?"
Well, nearly three years have passed now, and with Qiao Ze's efforts, he indeed became an academician, while Zhang Chunlei is still wearing the Yangtze River Scholar cap. The twists of life are truly sigh-worthy.
No wonder at that time, several people were eager to recruit Qiao Ze.
