After the fake daughter’s true feelings were leaked, she was completely ruined

Professor Bruce paused for a long time. Professor Zhang was not a fool either. He felt strange and said:

"Professor Bruce, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Professor Bruce cheered up: "Since we are the ones inviting you to come to Country M, how can we not be responsible for this? This is really rude."

Ye Qian's expression was flawless: "It's okay, Professor Bruce. We are all acquaintances, so there is no need to be so polite."

"Besides, my Ye family's aircraft are extremely luxurious, and they will definitely not bring bad experiences to other researchers. If your country really wants to be polite and apply for air channels, it can be approved quickly."

The smile on Professor Bruce's face was really unbearable. He looked at the silent Professor Zhang and said reluctantly:

"Professor Zhang, your students are really rich, what do you think?"

According to his understanding of Professor Zhang, he always kept a low profile as long as he could and did not focus on enjoyment.

But he obviously didn't realize one thing. The Chinese have a fine tradition, which is to protect calves.

At critical moments, don't care about the truth of the matter, and never turn your elbows outward.

Professor Zhang smiled and said, "This is about it. I think it's okay to enjoy it."

Professor Bruce took a step back: "Then you have agreed to come to our country M."

Professor Zhang: "It depends on when the time is right."

Professor Bruce refused to give up: "Then what will be the time when the time is right?"

Professor Zhang said seriously: "As for when the time is right, it depends on the timing. As for the specific timing, there seems to be no random timing."

Professor Bruce had never heard of this kind of nonsense literature. Spelling out a series of Chinese words was like listening.

Professor Zhang took advantage of the other party's inability to digest it, said a few more words, and led the two juniors to run away decisively.

In the end, he didn’t give a reason. The angry Professor Bruce cursed on the spot: “Shit!”

After pulling the person away, Professor Zhang first pushed Ye Xunzhi away in a friendly manner, and then asked Ye Qian with a straight face:

"Did you just discover something?"

Ye Qian: "Teacher, I have a suspicion..."

Ye Xunzhi looked at the master and apprentice muttering in the corner not far away and raised a proud smile.

[That’s all right, I’ve never been so lucky that my third brother is a middle school student. At least he can listen to what I say. 】

Ye Xunzhi's proud voice was a bit loud, but it was successfully transmitted to Ye Qian's ears, and his careful thoughts were interrupted for a moment.

He really paid too much for his teacher.

By the time the tea break was over, Ye Qi'an had explained the matter thoroughly. It was impossible for Professor Zhang not to disbelieve his proud disciple's words.

No matter how obsessed he is with academics, he still has a family, so forget about gambling.

And it wasn't just his life that was bet on. The researchers he originally planned to take with him to study were all old friends for many years.

They each have their own families, and if something happens to him, he can't bear the consequences, even if he dies, he won't be able to face it.

Professor Zhang: I don’t have to go to this place.

Another long meeting followed. Ye Xunzhi did not follow this time. The tea break had been successfully obtained. Next, she had to stay in the hall and continue to taste what she had obtained.

As for her third brother's resentful gaze, she completely ignored him.

[How can third brother smell like desserts? Go ahead, brother, and run all the way to your prosperous road. I will sit by your side in a Lamborghini. 】

............

The meeting ends and everyone leaves the venue.

Even if the others took some fruits or something, they would hide them. Only Ye Xunzhi and Ye Qi'an had both hands empty, carrying large and small bags.

Others come to listen to the lectures, they come to purchase goods.

Professor Zhang fell far behind, covering his old face, for fear that others would recognize him.

"Are you taking your sister with you tonight, or are you going to Wanmiao Hall for a consultation?"

Professor Zhang asked, sitting in the back of the car with Ye Xunzhi. Ye Qian had to take him home first.

Ye Qi'an glanced at Ye Xunzhi through the rearview mirror:

"It depends on her opinion. Little sister, I am going to Wanmiao Hall tonight. Would you like to follow me or stay in the dormitory by yourself?"

Before Ye Xunzhi could speak, Professor Zhang greeted him warmly:

"Xiao Xun, do you want to come to grandpa's house as a guest? Grandma will definitely like you very much. Just don't go to that Wanmiao Hall. I tell you it's boring there, and you'll also meet an old-fashioned person."

"Old old-fashioned?" Ye Xunzhi poked his head curiously: "Who is it?"

"It's your third brother's other teacher." Professor Zhang didn't care that Ye Qian was here, and said bluntly:

"That old guy is like a relic from the feudal era. He can't hit a fart with eight sticks, and he always likes to belittle others. I really don't know why he, a Qing man, is so difficult to kill."

Ye Qian'an, who was driving in front, didn't change his expression. He was obviously used to it.

The No. 1 Hospital in Shanghai where he works is one of the largest large hospitals in the country.

Its biggest feature is the combination of Chinese and Western medicine. For this purpose, the hospital has specially set up a Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and a Department of Western Medicine.

Although it is a relationship of cooperation and joint treatment of diseases and saving lives, in fact, there is still a competitive relationship between the two departments, to the extent that when they meet, they have to speak yin and yang to each other.

This kind of competitive relationship is fine among young people, but it is especially obvious among the older generation. Logically speaking, if you study Western medicine, you would not go out of your way to study Chinese medicine, but Ye Qi'an is the weird one.

I go to the clinic in the morning, do research in the afternoon, and go to the clinic in the evening. If you run out of money, you have to make time to sell pancakes to make money.

Ye Xunzhi once thought, how come the third brother didn't die suddenly when he was so busy?

Truly a master of time management.

Although he really wanted to have a meal, Ye Xunzhi was really curious about the third brother's other teacher, so he declined politely.

After hearing her reasons, Professor Zhang sighed as if he had seen through the world:

"You're still a kid, okay, but if you cry when you're scolded, just call me and grandpa will come to comfort you."

"Is it really that scary?"

Professor Zhang raised his chin meaningfully: "You will understand when you see him, he is very difficult to get along with."

............

After dinner in the evening.

Ye Xunzhi followed Ye Qi'an to Wanmiao Hall for a consultation. They were greeted by an old man with a Chinese character face who opened the door. Although he was older, his hair was still black and thick.

His eyes fell on Ye Xunzhi, his face expressionless.

Ye Xunzhi raised a hand and waved: "Hello, grandpa."

Mr. Qian, a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, nodded reluctantly: "Hello."

"I'll throw you out if you make any noise."

Ye Xunzhi: "..."

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