though his emotions were incredibly complex, after eating dinner in the cafeteria, Xu Changshu made a call to Zhang Hongcai while strolling around the campus.
"Hello, Xu, good to hear from you, good to hear from you."
The excessive politeness in the voice on the other end of the phone, unbecoming of Zhang's status, made Xu Changshu feel somewhat embarrassed.
"Director Zhang, I'm sorry, I had a chance to discuss that matter with Qiao today, but I didn't get around to it because of some issues."
"Oh?"
"I was thinking it might not be long before you have to come to Xilin again, so perhaps by then you could talk to Dr. Qiao in person?"
"What do you mean? Dr. Qiao has new results?"
"Yes, his Ph.D. thesis is about to be completed."
"Ph.D. thesis?"
The news that Qiao Ze had officially completed his undergraduate studies and was preparing to do his doctorate directly at Xilin University of Technology was no secret.