He Jingchuan told himself not to fuss over idiots.
"You're not old enough, but your skills totally beat everyone else, okay?" He Jingchuan persuaded with earnest concern, "The principal said he'll promote you to professor after you turn 25."
The principal of Beijing University had some connections with the He Family, considered an elder to He Jingchuan, and he was now caught in the middle.
Jiang Beiyu had gained much clarity compared to before, and he scoffed, "Teach high school for a while and they think I'm really just a teacher?"
He Jingchuan: "..."
Good heavens, he wouldn't dare.
Where have you seen such a cocky public school teacher?
Anyway, he had completed his task of passing the message, "I'm just the messenger. If you don't like it, just don't go."
Jiang Beiyu hung up the phone, and as he got out of bed and started washing up, he was still recalling the details of his dream.
