"Qiao Ze, you're actually this good at bargaining?!"
As they walked out of the glasses store, Su Mucheng's eyes truly turned into stars.
Although she really didn't care about the few hundred or thousand yuan, she had to admit that it was a skill indeed.
"Hmm?" Qiao Ze had intended to say that he actually couldn't bargain, but instead he said something else, "My dad passed away very early, and my mom raised me, and she's not very good at making money."
Qiao Ze was not disdainful of expressing or outputting emotions, but he was not a fool in this regard, either.
Hormones don't secrete less because of high intelligence but are only minimally influenced when rationality is strong enough to completely suppress emotions.
So, of course, he could feel Su Mucheng's enthusiasm.
Although that wasn't off-putting, he still wanted to make the situation clear.
Because he could tell that Su Mucheng's family was probably very well-off.
"Wow! Then your mom must have had a hard time! Oh... No wonder you are so thin..." Su Mucheng pouted again.
Qiao Ze was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Not to that extent, I had enough to eat."
"Then that's really amazing! If it had been my mom raising me, I might have starved to death! I've never seen her make money, just spending it. Your mom is truly great, and she even raised you to be so smart! Can't wait to meet your auntie soon!" Under the brilliant sunshine, Su Mucheng sincerely praised.
Qiao Ze nodded slightly, thinking if Lu Xiuxiu could hear this, she'd probably be very moved, wouldn't she?
And she would definitely say this girl is quite nice.
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about unhappy things! Let's be happy and go eat! I'm telling you, the roast mutton at that restaurant is super delicious! You have to try it later! Come on, I'll take you there!" After speaking, Su Mucheng naturally and cheerfully took Qiao Ze's hand.
In that instant, Su Mucheng felt she became smarter!
Cool, so comfortable, and super secure.
...
While Qiao Ze was being taken by Su Mucheng to taste the super delicious roasted mutton leg, Li Jiangao was holed up in the office engrossed in studying Qiao Ze's paper.
Zhao had no martial ethics.
He had agreed to let him know after he finished talking with the dean.
But he didn't even get a call.
By the time he went to look for the dean again, the man was gone.
Li Jiangao realized that Dean Xu might be avoiding him.
A young man in his late twenties, already beginning to show signs of a receding hairline, listened silently as his mentor ranted.
The fact that he didn't dare to breathe deeply only made Zhao Guangyao even angrier.
How could there be such a vast difference between people?
After following him for two or three years, this student still couldn't address a vector norm's geometric characterization properly.
If it had been him back in the day...
Well, when he was in Germany, it seemed that his mentor used to scold him the same way! And that German old man had quite a temper...
As this thought crossed his mind, Zhao Guangyao's anger finally began to subside, and he said in a softer tone, "Zhang Liwei, I don't want to say too much today.
You know the graduation requirements for a doctorate at the School of Mathematics, either four ordinary papers with at least one indexed by SCI; or at least one high-level academic paper published in an international academic journal indexed by SCI, with an impact factor above 4.0."
"You insisted on choosing the latter path against advice. Now, if you can't even get past me, do you think you can get it published?"
"Boss, I..."
"Enough said!"
Zhao Guangyao waved his hand, looking at this student he once had high hopes for, and suddenly, an idea struck him, and he said involuntarily, "Take it back and revise it. If you really have no clue... um... the School has recently admitted a student who is now studying with the freshman mathematics foundation class. See if you can find a chance to consult with him privately."
"Huh?" Zhang Liwei was stunned, then felt utterly desolate.
Really, the random ranting from Zhao didn't hit as hard as this last sentence did.
To consult a freshman?
Is the boss trying to humiliate me to death?
"What's with that look? Do you think Qiao Ze is an ordinary freshman? His... never mind! Anyway, I've shown you a clear path; whether you take it or not is up to you."
"But let me tell you, if you actually go to consult with him, keep a low profile. Also, definitely do not use your real name, and don't say you are my student, in fact, don't mention the mentor at all. If he agrees to give you guidance, there might still be some hope! Oh, say you were sent by Professor Li Jiangao."
"Besides, whatever he tells you, remember it and come back and report to me exactly as it was!"
Zhao Guangyao instructed seriously, and after finishing, looking at Zhang Liwei's dazed face, he felt that his student might not be entirely reliable, so he added, "You can secretly record it on your phone."
Seeing Zhao Guangyao's earnest expression, Zhang Liwei froze again.
Is my mentor really being serious?
Not to use my real name, not to mention my mentor...
Does my mentor really believe a freshman undergraduate could show me the way? And what's with the recording?