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Chapter 1401 - New Dean? A Hunk?

Chapter 1401: New Dean? A Hunk?

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Ye Yuwei turned back to look at her son. Her husband had no right to call another man psychotic.

Only after a few years, when her son was selected by Chu Ningyi, did Ye Yuwei agree. The man was indeed psychotic.

B City.

Final year PhD students not only had to prepare their thesis but they also had to a.s.sist with cla.s.ses. Wen Shan was a.s.signed to a lecturer as a teaching a.s.sistant. The weird thing about the lecturer was that the first-year students had rarely seen him. The second-year students had encountered him even less and the third-year students had never seen him before.

It was said that there had been several a.s.sistants a.s.signed to him in the past.

The lecturer was someone Wen Shan knew. He was an old lecturer who taught electronics, and Wen Shan had only seen him a few times.

It was also said that the university management wanted to dismiss him but due to image, they hadn’t done it.

Hence…

“Teacher, how much do you hate me?” Wen Shan sprawled on her office desk and asked. “How many a.s.sistants has he chased away?”

Wen Shan’s main lecturer was a cute old man. After hearing her questions, he just smiled and said, “That’s why they pa.s.sed this problem to you. You know that our department dean is about to retire right? It was said that this new dean is internationally recognized and will start his duties next month. They can’t possibly pa.s.s this task to the newly appointed dean, right?”

“New dean? We’re going to change the dean already?” Wen Shan was a little surprised. She was just kidding about the change, she hadn’t really expected it to happen.

“Ya, I heard that Dean Fang was the one who requested it. This is going to be such a headache.” Her lecturer purposely made it sound mysterious.

Was he a hunk?

The gears were turning in Wen Shan’s head. In order to be a dean though, a person normally had to be of a certain age. Whatever then, time to stop dreaming.

“What am I, as an a.s.sistant, supposed to do? Spread rumors about him?” Wen Shan scoffed, displeased.

Her lecturer looked at her speculatively.

“What are you looking at? Please don’t judge me.”

Looking at someone like that wasn’t really polite.

“What I mean is, the rabbit will never eat the gra.s.s of its nest. He will not fall for you, no, he won’t be that stupid to do anything bad to you,” her lecturer replied quickly.

After hearing this, Wen Shan felt a little p.r.i.c.kle in her heart.

“Most importantly, he has been in this university for so many years and has made some significant contributions to it, so the management just can’t bring themselves to dismiss him. Wait, I thought you were discussing your journal on the forum?”

“Are you all waiting for him to do something fishy to my journal?” Wen Shan narrowed her eyes as she asked. “Why didn’t you guys do something when he altered so much in the past?”

“All those who had their journals altered were threatened, who else has the guts to voice up?” The lecturer’s eyes were wide in desperation.

Wen Shan swallowed before speaking. “Teacher, I’ve been under your guidance from my degree until now. Aren’t you afraid of your precious student becoming a victim of such injustice?”

“You’re fierce, what are you afraid of? No, I mean, you’re smart. I’m sure you’ll know what to do. Plus, if you’re successful, I’m sure Dean Fang will say good things about you once the new dean takes his position. Who knows, it might make your life better in the future?” Her lecturer continued to praise her.

“That does make sense.” Wen Shan tapped her chin with her finger contemplatively. “Oh, Teacher, have you heard of any news regarding how old the new dean is?”

Wen Shan was still curious. It couldn’t be helped since he was going to be her boss.

Her lecturer shook his head. “I have yet to receive any news on that matter, but I did talk to him on the phone. He’s called, what was it… If?”