[Officialdom + political intrigue + omniscient perspective] “Yes!” Zhou Huaizuo clenched his fist and pounded the desk twice in the lab!
The project he had spent half his life researching had finally yielded results.
With this breakthrough, he could apply to the university for more research funding and introduce his work to a wider audience!
“Look at Old Zhou! He’s still researching that culture medium where nothing has grown in half a lifetime! What a joke!”
“I heard Vice President Lou’s proposal has already been approved. His lab is probably going to be a junk room soon!”
“Old Zhou must be devastated! He spent half his life researching, only to end up researching himself into a junk room!”
“Hahahaha!” Several young researchers working on projects in the same science building strutted down the hallway, laughing derisively. They couldn’t care less about Zhou Huaizuo, the poor doctoral advisor in the lab, wearing a white coat and rimless glasses.
A proposal? A proposal to cancel his research program?
Pale-faced, Zhou Huaizuo ran out of the lab.
“Crash!”
“Damn!”
“Xiao Yan, why did you drive the car right up to the science building?”
“How was I supposed to know he’d charge out like a madman?”
“Is he dead?”...
“Hey, Xiao Zhou! Don’t zone out! What do you think about this?”
Zhou Huaizuo swayed, then suddenly found himself in the office of former Vice President Wei Pingyuan. A sheet of paper lay in front of him:
Notice on Selecting Outstanding Graduates to Remain at the University
This was the year he turned twenty-two...
It's okay, the update is too slow, no one is chasing me anymore, it's really hard to catch up.