Evander looked at Persie with dark eyes. He had never met someone as condescending as him. He too had graduated with a two-year degree. It couldn't compare to Persie's three or four degrees, but he still had the skills to work at R&D.
Evander had to prepare before going to meet his birth parents. He knew he would only have one chance to gain control of R&D, and he couldn't mess it up.
Evander didn't say anything, of course, and now they all thought that he was also a genius for having learned so fast. But right now, Persie was acting as though he was stupid.
He was about to speak when the food was brought in. When the server left, Evander said, "I know I don't have as many degrees as you, but I'm still able to do the same work as you. You don't have to be condescending."
