There are four young researchers in this car, and just from the number of drivers and bodyguards you can tell their status—they only count as entourage.
They rolled down the window, grinning from ear to ear, and greeted enthusiastically, "Professor Zhang, we all believe in you. You all checked the drawings; there's no way there's a mistake. Professor Ai Shengping is clearly making a fuss over nothing."
Professor Zhang snapped, "You don't know shit."
The four researchers froze awkwardly; their attempt at flattery had landed on the horse's hoof instead of its leg.
So…Professor Zhang's temper is just as bad as the rumors say, with zero regard for social niceties.
Fine, Professor Zhang's rich and brilliant; he doesn't need to care about their feelings.
The four researchers could only silently make excuses for him in their hearts: geniuses are all eccentric.
Once Ai Shengping arrived at Su Xiaocai's place, Xing Miao and Xiao Wanzi welcomed Professor Ai inside.
