"It's Wen Shan, the one doing electromagnetics. Although she is quite problematic, her thesis is excellent."
Nalan Chunbo looked at the man standing at the gate and smoking while talking on the phone.
"Don't worry, she is just a small fry. Even if her brother is Wen Tao, in order to graduate, she won't dare oppose you if you want to use her thesis," the man said. He threw the cigarette butt on the floor and stepped on it. "So, professor, can you help me with the matter I told you about the other day? You know, about my promotion to associate professor?"
He wasn't sure what the person on the other end of the line was saying, but it was most likely good news as the man laughed delightedly. "Haha, professor, don't you worry. I'll make sure that problematic Wen Shan will bend over backwards for you."
The man ended his call and went into the university, clutching his briefcase.
