In order to stay in school, Li Fan didn't say anything good about Peng Ye being punished for cheating and implicating Yang Heyu from the dean. Although he was just a student at the time, he had no right to speak and could not influence the school's management to deal with it according to the regulations, but in Li Fan's heart, this matter was always a hurdle that he couldn't get past.
This time when he received a call from Yang Heyu, he was so excited that he couldn't believe it. So he tried his best to ask Yang Heyu to do something to make up for the guilt in his heart.
"The establishment of an internship base may indeed become a political achievement project, but don't worry, as long as I am in the school, I will try my best to ensure that your internship base is not just a sign. I know that you are short of people now. After all, our school is the top farmer in the country. College, when the time comes, I will help you to keep an eye on it and do more publicity for you, so that you have the opportunity to get in touch with outstanding students."
Yang Heyu probably understood, he smiled slightly and said, "Good thing. Now there are undergraduate related majors?"
"There are no undergraduate courses, but there are postgraduate courses."
"Okay, I have no problem here. If you are just a graduate student, you may not want to go to our place."
Li Fan smiled wryly and said, "It's not the same now as it was back then. It's fine if you agree, and we will discuss the details in the conference room."
Li Fan took the lead in organizing a tripartite meeting, and held a series of discussions in the meeting room on the employment of Professor Chen Qihua, including the construction of the practice base. The meeting lasted all afternoon. Yang Heyu was worried that Professor Chen Qihua would not be able to bear it. Fortunately, the old man was in good spirits and did not feel sick. However, he refused the dinner in the evening on the grounds that he had classes the next day.
The next day, Yang Heyu paid a special visit to Professor Chen Qihua, and discussed with him the organizational structure and preparation suggestions of the Nut Research Institute before going to the banquet again.
Although Yang Heyu can drink well, he doesn't like to drink and socialize. The day before, after seeing how much Li Fan and his party loved drinking and drinking, he got a little tired. After receiving another call from Li Fan, Yang Heyu made a point of saying: drink less.
But when he arrived at the shabu-shabu restaurant, another two large cases of beer had already been prepared.
Helpless, Yang Heyu patted Li Fan's stomach and said, "I finally figured out how your flesh grew."
After a while, Peng Ye came. He ran over in a suit with an excited expression on his face, stretched out his hand to Yang Heyu, and held it firmly.
When Li Fan saw the "handshake of the century" between these two people, he felt as if he had passed away.
"Why do you come here to boil lamb in a suit?" Li Fan asked with a smile while holding Peng Ye's clothes.
"I don't want to see Xiao Wu, I'm so excited! I didn't have time to change my clothes, so I rushed over after work." Peng Ye beckoned everyone to sit down.
"You look like you are going to invite us to eat Michelin three stars. After sending the address, I saw that it is still this shabu-shabu restaurant." Li Fan handed Peng Ye a bottle of beer.
"What do you know? It's called feelings." Peng Ye simply took off his suit jacket and loosened his tie, and said, "We were studying at that time, and this restaurant was heaven! Don't you remember? I've had enough to eat and vomit here. But when did Lao Wu really eat enough"
Li Fan is more sensitive. He was worried that Yang Heyu would feel uncomfortable being considered as a poor student, so he quickly smoothed things over and said: "Why are you mentioning this now, why don't you hurry up and wash the meat!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com