"I am so glad that my supervisor when I applied for the exam was Professor Huang."

"Alas! Professor Jiang's group is so miserable. I heard from a senior who graduated that she had to help Professor Jiang pick up and drop off her children and help them with their homework."

In the laboratory, yesterday’s incident concerning Professor Jiang has not yet subsided.

On the contrary, some of his historical scandals spread even faster.

The news was widely circulated this morning, and it seemed to be getting more and more serious.

It seems that the negative information was just accumulated back then, and it is only now that it has really exploded.

Looking at the relieved and sympathetic expression on Fu Ying's face, Jiang Hao couldn't help but shook his head helplessly.

"Junior Sister Fu, don't be too happy."

"I heard about your postgraduate entrance examination results. Apart from our tutor, no other tutor in the group is willing to take you in."

Jiang Hao already knew the current situation of the group clearly.

Among the master's students taught by Professor Huang, the most outstanding one is indeed his junior fellow Qiu Hao who graduated earlier.

I heard that he got almost full marks in Mathematics 1 of the postgraduate entrance examination. Of course, his English score was a little weak, but fortunately his professional courses were not bad either.

My total score in the graduate school entrance examination that year was still among the top few, and I chose Professor Huang because of Professor Zou's persuasion.

The next one is Junior Brother Chu Wenjun. I heard that Professor Duan was willing to accept him at the beginning.

However, it was Junior Brother Chu who contacted Professor Huang first, so naturally it was Professor Huang who accepted it in the end.

As for the remaining Junior Sisters Mao and Fu, their scores were just above the passing line to get in.

I became Professor Huang's student after being picked out by other tutors.

"Brother Jiang! Don't slander me!"

"I applied for our teacher last year because he had a good personality and was very patient."

He didn't argue with Fu Ying anymore. He just told her to believe it. At the same time, he confirmed the size with Uncle Yu on WeChat on the computer.

When it comes to buying furniture, a job that pays off well within the family, Jiang Hao naturally thought of Yu Xintong's father.

Running a furniture factory makes it convenient for him to make custom orders.

While browsing the styles I liked, I was preparing to send them to Yu's father on WeChat.

In fact, he originally wanted to find Yu Xintong and ask her to help pass the message, but who knew what Yu Xintong would say.

It didn’t take long for him to receive a friend message on WeChat.

Mr. Yu on the other side directly added him on WeChat and professionally confirmed with him the size of the furniture that needed to be ordered.

Jiang Hao was quite at a loss when he met Yu's father for the first time.

Currently I have ordered a large sofa for the living room, a bed, a bookcase and a shoe cabinet, and a computer desk, and I hope it can be equipped with mechanical lifting.

However, this request seemed to be a bit difficult for Yu's father on the other side, who was sending a series of voice messages to confirm the news with him.

When chatting with Yu’s father on WeChat, he was too embarrassed to send voice messages, so we just communicated by typing.

However, Father Yu used voice messages throughout the whole process. If it were not for the restrictions of WeChat, 60 seconds of voice messages would not be enough for Father Yu.

Jiang Hao hadn't even finished listening to the previous voice message when the next 60-second long voice message came, leaving him overwhelmed.

Since voice messages are slow to listen to, and this might be his future father-in-law, Jiang Hao listened very carefully.

As a result, Mr. Yu on the other side thought that he didn’t understand, or was afraid that he would not place an order.

This time, the voice message was changed to a voice call on WeChat.

"Brother Jiang, aren't you going to answer the WeChat voice call?"

"I'll take it. You can focus on your experiment! Don't be easily distracted by the outside world!"

Jiang Hao jokingly put on the demeanor of a senior brother, and quickly got up and went outside.

I answered the call with some trepidation and nervousness.

"Hello? Is this Jiang Hao? I heard that you are my Xiaotong's classmate?"

"Oh, yes! Uncle Yu, Senior Sister Yu and I are studying for a doctorate in the same academy, so I am considered her junior."

"Haha! He's Xiaotong's junior fellow apprentice! He's one of us, don't worry! I won't make any money from you on this order."

Mr. Yu seemed to be speaking quite straightforwardly, but his Mandarin was a bit forced and had a lot of local accent.

Fortunately, he is from Fuyang City, so although there are some differences, it is not difficult to listen to him.

"But I've never used this height-adjustable table before! Can you give me a general idea?"

"Uncle Yu, you don't actually need a lift, you can just help me get an ordinary study table."

To be honest, this is the first time I communicate with Yu Xintong's father.

Although their relationship was still too early for them to meet each other's parents, he couldn't help but treat the other party as his own father-in-law.

He always has to think carefully before speaking every word, appearing extremely polite and reserved!

"That won't work! Uncle has done quite a few orders for you young people."

"Don't worry about my uncle's craftsmanship. Just tell me briefly. I'm also quite interested in the lift table you mentioned."

It seemed that Mr. Yu on the opposite side was quite interested in the lifting table he mentioned.

Although it can be said that there are no height-adjustable tables these days, they are indeed rare, mainly because the general mass market does not yet have this demand.

But it will be very popular in the future and has a large market among young people.

"Uncle Yu, there are mainly two modes. One is the manual lifting mode using a pulley mechanism."

"Another method is to use a brushless motor to drive the table legs to rise and fall."

"Maybe the brushless motor is more complicated, and you need a controller to make it well."

"If you have the energy, I'll send you a diagram later. Just do a manual one."

It was difficult for Jiang Hao to draw a schematic diagram for the electric lift table, but it was easier to draw a manual gear-driven one.

He just mentioned it on a whim. After all, it was custom-made furniture, and he thought it could be made.

Unexpectedly, although Yu's father had never done this before, he was extremely interested in it.

I guess after I learn a little bit, I can try to sell it to other customers.

Jiang Hao was happy to see this happen, as this lift table made a lot of money when it first became popular.

The technical difficulty of the latter is too low, anyone can do it, and there is not much profit.

As for whether there is a market for custom orders at present, he is actually not sure.

"Okay! Thank you so much, Jiang!"

"I'll give you a package price of 15,000 for these things you mentioned. Delivery and installation are included."

"That won't work!"

"Do you think it's expensive? If you do, I'll give you another 2,000 off."

"no no!"

Jiang Hao quickly refused, offering a large custom-made leather sofa, a bed for the guest bedroom and other things.

He definitely does not make any money from the 6 yuan, and it is even difficult to maintain the costs. His budget for private customization is between 10 and yuan.

No matter who you take advantage of, you can't take advantage of the other party, and you might end up taking advantage of your own father-in-law!

"Uncle Yu, just give me the market price outside! I won't set a price if you want it."

"You kid, is your family too rich or what? Your uncle is offering you a discount, but you don't want it?"

Even though Yu Weihua has been in business for many years, he has met generous bosses who are willing to pay high prices and do not want any discounts.

But this is the first time I’m doing business with my daughter’s classmates.

Judging from the way the young man spoke, he seemed quite generous. He must be from a very well-off family!

In fact, I can't help but want my daughter to have more contact with young men. After all, the girl is already 25 years old.

If he hadn't been studying for a doctorate and Xiaotong had strongly opposed it in the past few years, he would have arranged a blind date for her long ago.

After meeting Jiang Haoyi today, I became somewhat interested in him.

However, when he thought that the other party was younger than his daughter, Yu Weihua gave up the idea.

Anyway, my daughter will graduate from her doctoral program in a year, so it won’t be too late to choose a son-in-law then.

I guess Yu Weihua would never have guessed in his dreams that the young man opposite him who was placing an order was actually his daughter's boyfriend.

"Okay! The cost of these things, including the master's labor fee, is about fifteen thousand."

"Considering the shipping fee and some other expenses, I'll give you 20,000, okay?"

"Uncle, please don't spend money to take care of me! I have enough budget."

"Alright, alright! Stop talking! I'm the one who earns the money, you're so stupid! Why are you rushing to give me money?"

"I've been a businessman for so many years, how can I not make money? It's just a matter of how much I make!"

"Are you in a hurry for these things? If not, I'll send them to you at the end of this month."

Jian Dan confirmed the time with Yu's father, and Jiang Hao heaved a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

Although he had been in many relationships in his previous life, he had never had the experience of communicating with the other party's parents.

He thought he could remain calm, but after receiving the call, he became unusually nervous.

Fortunately, the discussion went well. I hope to leave a good impression on Mr. Yu.

What Jiang Hao didn't know was that he had a good image in Yu Weihua's mind.

It's just that after talking about it, I felt that he was a bit stupid and dumb!

If this wasn’t for the fact that this was my daughter’s classmate, and he was a PhD after all.

Otherwise, Yu Weihua would have to offer at least 70,000 or 80,000 yuan, so that he could make a good profit.

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