An Zicheng slowly made his way into the research office, feeling a touch of nervousness. Strictly speaking, this was his first time actually seeing this new star of a research professor, praised by bigwigs in the tech world.
The young man in front of him, although he didn't look very old, emanated an intimidatingly mature and solemn aura.
He had a picturesque face with sharply defined features—a pair of depths-of-the-night-black eyes, cool and deep, a tall nose bridge, and the demeanor and grace of a nobleman in his every move. Especially when he donned his glasses, his sagely and elegant demeanor thoroughly captured women's hearts.
Many of the ladies at the research institute had their fancies tickled by him, but it was a shame that Professor Shen, seemingly amiable, kept others at arm's length.
The number of women who were turned away was not few.
An Zicheng thought, this professor probably intended to remain inseparable from the research institute for a lifetime.