Meng Fu raised her head and looked at Jiang Yinong with a sad face: "He told me that our perfumery department's resources will be cut in half this year?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the other students in the class looked at each other in bewilderment.

Duan Yan just mentioned the background of Dean Li. Since he could say that, it must not be groundless.

Cutting resources in half is indeed a bad signal. The development of the domestic perfume association is declining, and the number of people in the association is also scarce. Now even the resources of the perfume department of Peking University are going to be cut in half, which is not good for their development...

These people were lost in thought and had forgotten about what happened between Meng Fu and Dean Li.

Meng Fu continued to lower his head and look through the basic pharmacology.

As for the fact that Dean Li asked her to go to the Engineering Department, Meng Fu did not lie to him. She had discussed this topic with Jin Zhengu before. Jin Zhengu was a genius in thermal martial arts.

Major organizations have a love-hate relationship with the various types of weapons he creates.

Including this compression reactor.

Enoki did tell her not to cause trouble for the Engineering Department.

...

...

He said this from his own perspective. After all, he was a recognized genius in thermal martial arts in the industry. He was arrogant and conceited. Not to mention Meng Fu, even if Dean Li was placed in front of him, he might say something even more excessive.

But Dean Li didn’t know all these.

**

The boys' dormitory of the Perfumery Department.

Duan Yan called Professor Feng. As an old student, he knew that reducing the Perfumery Department's resources by half was not as simple as it seemed.

"Duan Yan, what do you want to talk to me about?" Professor Feng's voice sounded a little tired.

Duan Yan did not hide anything and directly asked about the resource shortage.

Professor Feng was shocked on the other end of the phone. He remained calm and said, "Don't worry about this matter. I will tell you when it's time to know. In the next two months, you should lead the students in Class 2 well and strive for this assessment. Two-thirds of us will pass."

The sound is quite brisk.

"How do you know about this?" After giving the instructions, Professor Feng felt strange.

Duan Yan's heart sank slightly when he heard what Professor Feng said. He knew that this matter was not simple. Hearing this, he only replied: "My junior sister said so. Dean Li is looking for her this afternoon."

Speaking of this person, Duan Yan also felt strange. Professor Feng personally brought Meng Fu here during the summer vacation, but she had never even read the most basic pharmacology.

Duan Yan knew the situation of Feng Zhi's class. Feng Zhi taught all his students with all his heart, and Duan Yan was grateful to Feng Zhi, so even when Feng Xiu asked him to go to class 1, he never went.

Compared with other students, Duan Yan knew that Feng Zhi's class was already in a bad situation, and with the addition of another student who was holding them back, Duan Yan was even more worried, so he was always cold to Meng Fu.

"Why did Dean Li come to see her?" Duan Yan asked in surprise.

"Dean Li," Feng Zhi was not surprised. "It's not surprising that Dean Li chose her. Wasn't she the top scorer in the college entrance examination? I heard from the principal that the deans of the three colleges started to fight for her during the summer vacation. Who knew that she actually likes perfumery and didn't even go to the engineering department? She must really like perfumery."

Feng Zhi finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Duan Yan was a little surprised.

Naturally, he had never experienced the college entrance examination, and had devoted his whole heart to perfume making. He was very surprised to hear that there was a top scorer in the college entrance examination.

The top scorer in the college entrance examination is a rare talent, but he actually learned perfume making from scratch.

On the phone, after hanging up, Feng Zhi pressed his forehead.

Beside him, the assistant comforted Feng Zhi: "Professor, what if two-thirds of our class passes the assessment this year?"

Feng Zhi sat on the chair, not looking very energetic. He just shook his head and sighed, "Look, only two-thirds of Dean Feng's class passed the assessment. Last year, only half of us passed. That's the limit. The higher-ups are going to reorganize the Perfumery Department. I hope they won't be too harsh, otherwise..."

The assistant looked at Feng Zhi and felt a sinking feeling in his heart. He was afraid that Feng Zhi and his class would have a hard time this year. But he said, "What if a dark horse appears in our class?"

"Do you think it's so easy for a dark horse to appear?" Feng Zhi couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, then shook his head and sighed, "A dark horse must at least be at the S level in the basic assessment. Even Duan Yan is not good enough in this regard."

There are very few people like this. Only Feng Weizheng had reached this level when she was ten years old.

However, the Feng family never plays with people from China. The people they know are all big shots in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Base and the Federation, or they are doing business with the Su and Ren families.

The Xiang Association invited the other party many times but was rejected.

The assistant poured Feng Zhi a cup of tea and said with a smile, "At worst, we can go back to the Xiang Association to retire."

Perfumers also need financial support, otherwise the materials alone will not be enough to cover their expenses.

The classes Feng Zhi has taught in recent years have not made much progress, and he has been relying on Duan Yan to support them until now.

So even though Meng Fu was extremely talented at that time, Feng Xiu never wanted to take Meng Fu with him. He paid great attention to the quality of his students, and the ones left over were Feng Zhi's.

This year, the Perfume Association leaked this news, and it seems that they are going to reorganize the perfume industry.

**

The next day.

101.

After Meng Fuchen finished running, he went back to take a shower and came to classroom 101.

Su Di sent her some buns early in the morning.

As soon as Jiang Yinong came in, she saw Meng Fu. She sat down next to Meng Fu and said, "You came so early? You smell so good."

Meng Fu took a bite of the bun and flipped through the GDL script outline that Su Cheng had sent her.

GDL, Legend of Gods and Demons.

This game has been around for more than a decade, and because it is produced by Federation, it has kept pace with the times and has endured.

"Eat." Meng Fu pushed the bun towards Jiang Yinong.

Jiang Yinong had already eaten breakfast, but still couldn't help herself. She took out a bun, took a bite, and her eyes lit up: "Delicious! Where did you buy it?"

"I can't buy it." Meng Fu closed the script and took out the book on basic pharmacology again without looking up. "My assistant made it. If you want to eat it, ask him to send an extra copy tomorrow."

Meng Fu wanted to live on campus for a few weeks and asked Su Di not to prepare these things.

Su Di said that he was not a problem and that he happened to have a house opposite Peking University.

Even an assistant is so rich these days, but she can only live in the dormitory. Meng Fu sighed, swallowed the last bite of bun, and sent a message to Su Cheng -

[Brother Cheng, are you there? 】

I am too poor to eat. 】