As we all know, university is a small society.

In this small society, every building, every department and everyone plays an indispensable role. As a university with a long history, this social positioning is more clearly divided.

Among these positionings, the Little Red Building is undoubtedly the most beautiful scenery in Fuda.

Xiaohonglou is not talking about a building, but a dormitory.

People living in this dormitory are all experts and professors who have made outstanding contributions to Fuda University. Those with low qualifications are not qualified to come in. Of course, Mr. Wen is definitely qualified.

Mr. Wen lives in an independent courtyard with some green plants planted in the courtyard. He is in a mood to play with it while the sun is shining.

Since he retired, he has started to fall in love with these flowers and plants. If he doesn't clean up every day, he feels like he's missing something.

"Hello teacher!"

At this moment, Chen Fan's figure appeared outside. He held a bouquet of flowers in his hand and said respectfully to Mr. Wen.

"Hey, you actually know how to come here?" After Mr. Wen saw Chen Fan, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, but his face was tense, pretending to be angry.

"Teacher, I've been busy for a while because I can't go out. Now I'm here to visit you and listen to your teachings." Chen Fan walked up with a smile on his face.

"Then there is time now?" Old Wen asked with his eyebrows raised.

"If you have it, you must have it, and if you don't have it, you must squeeze out." Chen Fan said seriously.

He was strong outside, and now he looked at Mr. Wen here, like a wanderer visiting his family, with gentle and deep eyes.

Mr. Wen is called Wen Qianren. He is the most famous professor at Fu University and the backbone of this university. Of course, for Chen Fan, he is his teacher, and has been caring for and helping him for several years. He is the person Chen Fan respects the most in this university.

In his previous life, Chen Fan went abroad to work and had not come back for several years. Later, when he heard the news of his death from old age and illness, he was very sad.

He blamed himself for not seeing Mr. Wen for the last time! When he came back, his master's wife said that Mr. Wen's biggest regret at that time was that he was unable to retain Chen Fan and did not let him shine in the country.

Who says that the moon abroad is rounder than that in China?

Can't you find a good job in China?

Mr. Wen thought this way at that time, but when he saw Chen Fan being excited to go abroad, he did not persuade him too much and did not want Chen Fan to make things difficult for him.

But even Mr. Wen did not expect that when the two parted in their previous lives, they would never have the chance to see each other again.

Chen Fan only knew about these things after returning to China.

He was also full of guilt and regret.

Thinking of his choice not to go abroad after he was reborn, Chen Fan felt that Mr. Wen would definitely be happy when he heard about this.

Now that I see this, if I am unhappy, Mr. Wen is too lazy to speak like this.

"Oh, it's Chen Fan here!"

At this moment, the master's wife Zheng Jinhua walked out of the room and greeted Chen Fan very enthusiastically.

Chen Fan quickly walked into the courtyard and sent the flowers he brought over, saying loudly: "Master's wife, this is for you!"

"Haha, it's a coincidence. I was just thinking about going out to buy flowers, so you took it over and I'll go in and put it in first. Chen Fan, it's time to make dumplings at noon this day. Don't you know how to roll the dough? Remember to come in and help later." Zheng Jinhua turned around and walked into the room.

"no problem!"

After Chen Fan nodded and agreed, he naturally picked up the watering can from the side and handed it to Mr. Wen.

Mr. Wen held a watering can and asked casually while watering it, "Didn't you, a kid, have to go abroad before? Why don't you go abroad now? Going back on your word, this doesn't look like your style."

"Teacher, what you said before is right. I think you should listen to the teacher." Chen Fan replied directly.

"What did I say?" Old Wen asked with his eyebrows raised.

"You said that our graduates who are reunited are not inferior to those of other first-class universities in the world. Our China also has a market that is not weaker than any country. As a Chinese student and a passionate young man, it is not that he has to go abroad to achieve his career, stay in China, and devote all his studies to the country, which is also a kind of success."

Chen Fan's eyes were burning and his attitude was sincere: "I think what you said makes sense, so I decided not to go abroad. Staying in China can still do something. Besides, the Internet in our country has just started. If I say that I can seize this opportunity and devote myself to it, I may not be able to make a difference."

"Well said!"

Mr. Wen, who had been judging his nose since just now, felt happy when he heard Chen Fan's words, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and said happily.

"You are a top student trained by our Fuda University School of Computer Science. If even people like you go to study in the United States, what would you think?"

"They would say that our senior brother Chen Fan is unwilling to fight in his own country, why do we have to? Chen Fan, I feel uncomfortable whenever I think of this, but now I feel happy from the bottom of my heart when I hear you say this."

"You stay in China to start a business is the best news I have heard. Just make this one, I have to have two drinks at noon today!"

It turned out that the teacher really had a knot back then.

Thinking that Mr. Wen had not been able to return to China before he died, Chen Fan felt ashamed of being a disciple.

Staring at Mr. Wen’s familiar face, Chen Fan said with a firm smile: “Teacher, not only is I not going abroad, but I have also established a technology company in our Zhujiang City and are currently working on an Internet cafe management software.”

"Is that true? Tell me in detail."

Mr. Wen straightened his back, walked to the sink on the side to wash his hands, and called Chen Fan into the room and started chatting in the study.

Chen Fan briefly introduced his company situation, and then briefly talked about his ideas for his future career.

Hearing these ideas, Mr. Wen's eyes lit up and applauded.

"You say that the Internet can really become the pillar of the industry in the future and dominate an era?"

“Can digital payments replace cash payments in the future?”

"You said that mobile phones can be used like computers?"

...

The words Chen Fan accidentally revealed could make Mr. Wen amazed him.

Even with his eyes, it is impossible for Chen Fan to predict future social life.

One is talking and the other is listening.

One old and one young, full of interest.

At the end of the conversation, Chen Fan followed the opportunity to express his request, hoping that Mr. Wen could nominate his hot pot restaurant at home.

Mr. Wen usually doesn’t do such nominations, but Chen Fan’s identity is special after all, and he is his favorite student. Although his parents in his family are old, they can still start a business with such fighting spirit. What’s the harm in giving away a piece of characters by themselves?

The pen and ink are served, the rice paper is served on the table, and the Chen family’s nine-grid five large characters are splashed ink, and they are ready with one stroke.

Stabilizing and elegant, magnificent.

At this time, Mr. Wen would never dream of the fact that in the near future, the calligraphy he nominated would bloom all over the motherland, with a huge momentum.

"Chen Fan, come out to roll the dough."

"Okay, my master's wife, come now!"

"Wash your hands!"

Mr. Wen looked at Chen Fan walking back and forth in the room like a child, with a satisfied smile on his lips and said in his heart: In the last few years of Fuda teaching, he only accepted you, a closed disciple. The teacher hopes that you can go higher and farther.
Chapter completed!