"Dean, you don't need to worry about me. You don't understand research, just fussing over nothing." Yang Ping hung up on him.
It's just like a young person hanging up impatiently on their nagging mother.
Oh, come on!
This guy hangs up after a few nagging words.
Dean Xia muttered a few words into the phone, but got no reaction.
Saying I don't understand research? Back when we founded the institute, I was one of the three founding doctors.
I don't understand research?
Back in the day—
Dean Xia paced back and forth angrily in the office, talking to himself.
After a few laps, he took a sip of tea to calm his anger.
Indeed, I don't seem to understand research much now. It's been over a decade since I last touched research. Nowadays, I don't understand new methods, new equipment, new concepts in research at all.
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