This is a bad comer!
Although Lin Feihang is not very proficient in English, he can understand a few words. He knows that Wang Jinfeng's words are asking him "Hello, how to call him.".
However, Lin Feihang is not going to answer Wang Jinfeng in English.
Are you kidding? How can you speak English on Kyushu territory?
Say wool!
"Speak human words."
Lin Feihang took a sip of tea and glanced coldly at Wang Jinfeng. He wants to play the big card of returnees with him, and intends to frighten Lin Feihang with his identity.
This Wang Jinfeng really thinks too much.
What Lin Feihang doesn't care about most is their so-called returnees.
After all, for the rich, as long as they think about it, isn't everyone Fang hung Chien?
In this age, returnees are not worth money!
"Excuse me, which university did you graduate from? Can you get a doctorate? Have you published papers in is core journals?"
Wang Jinfeng was very serious, direct and straightforward, and asked Lin Feihang in a way of investigation.
It seems that the main speaker of this class is him, and Lin Feihang is the teaching assistant.
Although it is true.
However, Wang Jinfeng is not qualified to compete with Lin Feihang!
Wang Mingrui was embarrassed when he saw the atmosphere. He directly scolded Wang Jinfeng and said, "Wang Jinfeng, what are you talking about?"
"How did I tell you before? I forgot?"
"Do you still want to be promoted?" staring at Wang Jinfeng, who currently has only an associate professor, Wang Mingrui snapped: "if you want to be promoted to a professor, please give me good cooperation with Lin Shao and help Lin Shao teach this class well."
"Don't inquire so much about other things you shouldn't ask or know. It's not good for you."
"You don't want to."
Wang Mingrui stretched out his hand and pointed to Wang Jinfeng's nose. In a cold voice, he threatened, "just get out of here."
"Lin Shao, I'm really sorry."
Wang Mingrui looked at Lin Feihang awkwardly and said with a bitter smile, "I didn't expect him to be such a one track man with a brain axis."
"I'm terribly sorry."
"Well, I'll rearrange a teaching assistant for you."
Wang Mingrui, who took Lin Feihang's money, can only neutralize the slime.
After all, eating people's mouths is short and taking hands is short.
He took the money from Lin Feihang. That's not a small amount.
"No, just him." Lin Feihang replied coldly.
Lin Feihang waved to Wang Mingrui. He looked at Wang Jinfeng with great interest. He smiled disdainfully and said slowly, "I am not a doctor or a master, or an ordinary undergraduate."
"Why, do you have a problem?"
"You have a wool problem. What kind of dress?"
The little head behind Lin Feihang couldn't help it. He looked coldly at this cow forced and noisy appearance. It seems that Wang Jinfeng is very lofty. He said coldly: "you go abroad to study domestic classical literature, and then mix a doctoral degree, and you feel like you're breaking off?"
"Funny."
"How can foreign people understand our domestic classical literature!"
"There are many Sinologists in Jianyun University." Wang Jinfeng said very seriously, "please don't insult my alma mater."
"The history of Kyushu literature and the ancient history of Kyushu published by Jianyun University enjoy a special status in the international academic community."
"It is recognized by scholars at home and abroad."
"I study in Jianyun University. It's real research."
Wang Jinfeng held his eyes, as if Cambridge University was his home, which was very glorious.
"Ha ha."
The little leader sneered, rolled up his sleeves and wanted to do it directly. Wang Jinfeng really deserved to be beaten!
The little head said coldly, "do you want me to slap you and send you back to your alma mater."
"Lao Li, don't be impulsive."
Lin Feihang stopped the little leader who wanted to do it, then crossed his legs, looked at Wang Jinfeng with great interest, and then slowly said, "then you say, what do you want to do?"
"With all due respect."
Wang Jinfeng looked at Lin Feihang coldly and said slowly, "you don't deserve to be a professor in an egg hatching University."
"Especially on serious literature!"
"I'll go. I really give you a boy's face."
"I dare say brother Lin doesn't deserve it. Do you think you can do it, you deserve it, and you break it?" the poor looking little leader stared at the arrogant Wang Jinfeng and said coldly: "don't think you've eaten hamburgers for several years. You really think you're a foreign uncle?"
"Dare to talk to brother Lin like that."
"You're looking for it, too!"
The little leader looked to Lin Feihang for advice. As long as Lin Feihang gave an order, he could directly cripple Wang Jinfeng and let Wang Jinfeng pay the price!
"Don't worry."
Lin Feihang looked indifferent. He held his arm and looked coldly at Wang Jinfeng in front of him. His eyes narrowed slightly and said in a slow voice: "you're a little interesting. Dare you say I don't deserve it."
"This literature is vulgar and elegant. Why don't I deserve it?"
"You don't have a degree."
Wang Jinfeng looked at Lin Feihang coldly and said coldly, "you're not even a master now. You don't know literature at all."
"I won't partner with someone like you. It's an insult to me!"
Wang Jinfeng looked at Lin Feihang with disdain. Obviously, he felt that Lin Feihang, who had no education and no overseas returnee experience, did not deserve to partner with his overseas returnee doctor!
"I see."
Lin Feihang nodded, opened his mouth and said with a smile: "the feeling is not because I can't read this first wonderful book, but because I don't have a degree."
"Because I'm not a returnee, you think I can't?"
"I don't deserve it?"
Lin Feihang tapped the table with his fingers and looked at Wang Jinfeng with great interest. Wang Jinfeng is very good at playing. Since he can play so well, Lin Feihang will help him!
"Since you like returnees, how about I find you some turtles as partners?"
"Did you fulfill your wish?"
"You have some self-knowledge."
Wang Jinfeng, who thought Lin Feihang was going to give up his main lecture position, looked at Lin Feihang with disdain and said, "you can't understand or speak such a profound literary research."
"I hope you can talk to me like this later."
Lin Feihang crossed his legs, drank a cup of tea, shook his head slightly and said, "young man, I appreciate your courage and hope you can keep it all the time."
"Lao Li."
Lin Feihang glanced at the little leader: "since he likes returnees, get me some turtles. Remember, live and fresh."
"Like him."
"Yes."
The little leader naturally understood Lin Feihang's meaning. He glanced at the arrogant Wang Jinfeng coldly and scolded: "boy, remember what you just said and what brother Lin said."
The little leader flashed a trace of fierceness in his eyes and said, "I hope you can swear like this later."