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When Xu Dajiang received Qiao Ze's call, he had just arrived at his office.

At first, he didn't react much, thinking he might have woken up too early and hadn't slept well, imagining things.

Once he was sure it wasn't a hallucination, he thought Qiao Ze had an ulterior motive.

However, his brain quickly went through the character of the kid he had come to know in recent interactions with Qiao Ze and suddenly realized that Student Qiao Ze might be serious, simply meaning it in the literal sense of carrying a bag, without any twists and turns.

"Haha, of course, there's no problem at all. It's just that I have a meeting today, which is a bit inconvenient, but it's not a big issue. I'll find some students to help them carry their stuff right now. Oh, do they need a car when they leave? Should I arrange one? No trouble at all, I'll have them wait at the entrance of the Nanyuan Residential Area.

Like this, send me Su Mucheng's number, and I'll have them contact Su directly afterwards."

Having hung up the phone, Xu Dajiang began to reflect on himself.

Why had he given Qiao the wrong impression that he was very free?

Wasn't he busy?
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Administrative duties often meant mountains of paperwork, from the school's, to the internal college's, to the departments above, and he frequently had to travel to other places for various exchanges.

His graduate students would have the most say in this regard.

Their main experience was a form of benign neglect, as they all had advisors to guide them, so it wasn't a big problem.

From enrollment to graduation, it was common to see him three or four times at most.

The less fortunate might only see him twice in three years.

He would show up at the group's welcome event; then again at the student's graduation ceremony.

Once he bumped into a completely strange student in the school, who enthusiastically called him a mentor and chatted with him all the way to the administrative building, where only then did he learn from the student that he indeed was one of his graduate students, already in their second year.

Probably only Qiao Ze thought he was idle in the whole college, and he couldn't even refute it, could he?

What annoyed him most was that he had previously always been thinking of using people to get things done, and not only did he not achieve his goal, but this kid saw through him at a glance, directly leading to such unreasonable requests that he felt embarrassed to refuse.

Xu Dajiang suspected that Qiao Ze was deliberately taking revenge, but since Qiao's tone when making requests was so natural, he had no evidence.

But fortunately, he had a bunch of students.

After hanging up Qiao Ze's call, Xu Dajiang immediately opened WeChat, found a Ph.D. student and sent a voice message.

The WeChat call was answered almost instantly.

"Boss, what's up?"

"Liu Chenfeng, listen, Qiao Ze's mother just came to the school yesterday, and today they're going to do some shopping. Get a couple of graduate students, pick one who can drive, come to the office later to get my car keys, then accompany them shopping, and help them carry things and such."

"Qiao Ze? Boss, is it that Qiao Ze?"

"Which Qiao Ze else? Forget about the whole school, think you can find another one in the whole country? Once you graduate, I'll directly push for you to get an offer to stay at the school."

"Mentor, if that's the case, then I can drive, and my driving skills are pretty good, too."

"Didn't you tell me just recently that you needed to run some data?"

"Mentor, look at you, when can't I run data? Here's the deal, I'll come get the keys from your office later, and you don't worry about it, I guarantee I'll do a neat job."

"Alright, if you think you have the time, go for it."

"Got it!"

After hanging up the WeChat call, Xu Dajiang suddenly felt that this student he valued was indeed quite clever.

...

Qiao Ze had already arrived at the dormitory building.

Early July had reached the days of vacation, especially since many seniors had graduated and left school early, and the dormitory building had lost its usual liveliness.

Walking into the dormitory, Zhang Zhou and Gu Zhengliang had already packed their luggage. Although there was a forty-minute difference in their departure times, they decided to share a taxi to the high-speed train station. It couldn't be helped; for students from ordinary families, saving a little always helped.

The half of the taxi fare from the school to the high-speed train station was enough for a stir-fried meal in the cafeteria.

"Hey, Qiao, you came to see us off?" Just as he entered, he was spotted by Zhang Zhou, who had just come out of the bathroom on the balcony, and loudly called out.

"Yeah." Qiao Ze nodded.

Gu Zhengliang's head poked out from under the mosquito net: "You're early, Qiao. Chen Yiwen is inhuman, knowing I had a high-speed train this morning, he still kept me up chatting until three in the morning, ah..."

As he spoke, Gu Zhengliang yawned, clearly still sleepy.

"Oh?" Qiao Ze looked at Zhang Zhou with some surprise.

Usually, if the three guys talked at night, they did it together. Looking at Zhang Zhou, who appeared well-rested, it seemed unlikely he stayed up that late.

"Hehe, I learned from you, Qiao, and bought some earplugs, and they really work. No longer afraid of Chen always finding ways to tease us for no reason." The cheeky chubby Zhang Zhou grinned as he climbed to the head of the bed, took out two cotton earplugs that could hang on the ears from underneath the pillow like a treasure.

"Fuck! Zhang Zhou, is that funny?" Chen Yiwen, who had been woken up, simply climbed down from his bed, looked at Zhang Zhou showing off his treasure, and spat out a remark.

"What else can I do? Let me tell you, Qiao, Chen's not being decent these days; he takes advantage of your absence to pick on us every day. Especially these last few days, since your paper was published, he keeps bragging about his third authorship in front of us. I just learn from you... ahem..."

As he spoke, Zhang Zhou cleared his throat and started shaking all over: "Oh wow, Zhang Zhou, Gu, come take a look for me, did I see it wrong? Isn't the impact factor of this journal ranked really high? Huh, isn't my name on here? Quite ashamed, indeed!"