Qiao Ze couldn't be wrong, and neither could the leadership, so the only one left to blame was him.
The undisputed person primarily responsible.
Therefore, he had no choice but to cast aside the dean's dignity and plead with Su Mucheng for help.
There was no way around it. Recently, the only person who had access to Qiao Ze's office was this sophomore female student from the fundamental mathematics class.
And luckily, there was Su Mucheng.
"Hey, Su, where are you?"
"On the third floor."
"Oh, is Qiao Ze still busy?"
"Yes! He refuses to go out now, saying that he wants to figure out this problem before the conference, and it would be troublesome to announce it at another time."
Xu Dajiang could hear the worry in Su Mucheng's voice.
