Qin Jian was buried in his work at the drafting table when he heard a commotion outside; it seemed his name was being mentioned, so he put down his pen and stepped out to see two groups of interns red-faced and arguing in the hallway.
These were all interns who had just been assigned here after graduating this year, apparently quarreling over some trivial matter.
"What's going on?" Qin Jian walked over, positioning himself between the groups of interns, "What are you arguing about? This is a place of work, not somewhere to idle away your time chattering."
"Qin, it's the interns led by Chang, they've been talking about you behind your back, saying you're just young and inexperienced, and that you only got this job through luck! We don't agree! Everyone knows how hard you've worked over the years, traveling everywhere to conduct research, then coming back to study; what they're saying is just nonsense!"
