"..."
Song Cheng's mind was in a mess.
That Immortal Zheng, recruiting academic talent?
What kind of research institute is this nursing home?
And also...
"Professor, you mean to say..."
"I've already applied!"
Professor Huntington pointed at the computer and quickly said, "Luckily, I meet their requirements."
Song Cheng immediately felt uneasy: "Professor, you're going to the nursing home? Then the research group..."
"Unfortunately, you don't qualify, but resigning is my own choice, right?"
The sky fell.
On the first day of his job, the boss ran away.
"Professor, then what about me!"
"Don't get worked up." Professor Huntington reached out, signaling him to be patient, "Song, I can give you a recommendation letter, let you go learn from other professors, even if it's any research group, regardless of whether it's a professor at the medical center, if you're interested, I can try to contact the people I know."
Song Cheng was even more astonished.
