After they finished speaking, both of them laughed, and Zhou Chao suddenly realized that he was quite narcissistic.
Upon arriving at the third floor, it took them quite some time to locate the dean's office. The offices of deans from other schools were usually clearly marked, but the office of the dean of the Desertification Research Institute was tucked away at the end of the corridor. If Zhou Chao hadn't had keen eyesight, he might not have found it!
As he looked at the tightly closed door, Zhou Chao lightly knocked twice. A somewhat hoarse voice came from inside, "Please come in!"
Zhou Chao pushed the door open and walked in. The first thing that caught his eye was an elderly man with graying hair, hunched over the desk, looking at documents through a small magnifying glass.
"Dean Yi, hello, we are..."
