"What I'm teaching you is the technique of the Mei country, called the two-corner code."
"ah?"
Feng Zixi stared in disbelief.
There is no need for me to say more. She doesn't have the technology of the Meiguo, so how can she say that the Meiguo is selfless?
"Don't believe in selflessness! In this world, being selfless to everyone is foolish. You can be selfless to your own people, but if you teach an apprentice to be selfless to outsiders, you will starve the master to death."
Of course, I haven't told her how I define myself.
To me, only Aunt Jun is my own.
I can teach the two-corner code to Feng Zixi, and even to Pan Duoduo and Wen Qing.
But I will not teach the hexagonal coding and my own summary to anyone.
Feng Zixi asked for work at that time, but when Junyang the housekeeper came out, this cute girl was stunned.
Without blinking, he followed Junyang the housekeeper everywhere.
By the time Wangcai came out, she couldn't see enough.
She wanted to touch it, but was afraid that Wangcai would bite her. She wanted to move but didn't dare to move, which brought us a lot of happiness.
In the afternoon, Wen Qing's father actually brought Professor Wen with him.
When the two of them came together, I felt that I was probably going to guess what was going on.
Mr. Xin ignored so many other people and specifically looked for Wen Qing's father, and that was after he had read my information.
I asked Xu Yiting to serve tea and invited them both to sit down in the reception room.
My office is almost turning into a workshop.
"Zheng Yang!" Wen Qing's father spoke first. "What about your situation? We only found out recently. I'm sorry, we can't help much."
I looked at Professor Wen. He was still sitting with the walnut in his mouth, his old face full of reluctance.
"Uncle Wen, please don't say that. Grandpa Wen has helped me a lot to get to where I am now."
After I finished speaking, Wen Qing's father rubbed his hands and the office suddenly became quiet.
Is there something you can't say?
"Uncle Wen! Do you have something to tell me?"
"Haha! That..." Wen Qing's father was still embarrassed.
Professor Wen went up and slapped him:
"You good-for-nothing, I say! I, your good-for-nothing son, want you to return to the University of Science and Technology as a student and teaching assistant.
Don’t those foreign guys want to come and learn from you? If you go to USTC, it will be good for them.”
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