Abyss of ignorance

Chapter 90 Mentor
Jiang Wanchao did not answer immediately.

Li Lie pointed at Jiang Wanchao, shook his head and smiled: "You, I said you must have thought of some bad tricks, come on, tell me, what kind of embarrassing suggestion is this time?" ?”

"I want to see my mentor." Jiang Wanchao stated his request word by word, with a firm expression that he had no choice.

Li Lie smiled contemptuously: "The last time you took Chen Shi's things and negotiated terms with me was the only exception and the last time. Do you really take it as a routine?"

"I'm serious, I have a way, but I can't do it without seeing my mentor." Jiang Wanchao's desperate look made Li Lie's eyes flicker with fear.

"May I ask why?" Li Lie said.

"I can only talk to my mentor."

"What if I say it's impossible?"

"That is, the hope of realizing his dream that the mentor saw is about to come to nothing. You know that the most painful thing is not getting what you want, but getting what you can get.

The journal he is going to submit to is overseas, and with the quality of his work, the academic world will inevitably be shaken. We are thieves who infringe on intellectual property rights and will be investigated and sentenced.Even if the mentor has great powers and can retreat completely, but this time the chance to get closest to his goal must have turned into a bubble.

If you ask why this happened, it's because you didn't take my advice and let me have a direct talk with the mentor.

I don't care if you can afford to make this decision instead of your mentor.

I was originally a pauper, and at worst, I would live in my auspicious house and eat a subsistence allowance, it doesn't matter. "Jiang Wanchao shrugged, probably after staying with Fat Yu for a long time, he looked like a rascal.

"Suggestion? Why do I feel like you're threatening me?"

"By the way, Fat Yu was working for Aijuntang before, right? I seem to know why you didn't want to give up Fat Yu to me." Jiang Wanchao changed the subject.

Hearing this, Li Lie's expression suddenly changed.

"What did Fat Fish tell you?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing more than soliciting customers. The business of the living is not easy to do, but the business of the dead seems to be doing well." Jiang Wanchao said something.

Li Lie laughed loudly: "I really underestimated you. Since you asked me for fat fish, you have already thought about today, right?"

"You have studied me thoroughly. I always want to know a thing or two about you. Negotiations must be equal."

"Fat Yu is actually a fool, and fell to your side so soon?"

"No, it's because he is also a smart person, and good birds choose trees to live in." Jiang Wanchao did not show any weakness.

Li Lie leaned forward, put his hands on the table, approached Jiang Wanchao, and put on his sinister expression: "It's no good to fight against me."

"No, it's cooperation. It's not good for us if the JN001 thing is messed up."

At this time, there was a sudden coughing sound from the back of the room. If you didn't listen carefully, you would think it was the inadvertent sound of a patient who hadn't left yet.

But Jiang Wanchao knew that in such a place, at such a moment, there would not be any idlers here.

This coughing sound could only come from a person of a higher rank than Li Lie—because when he saw Li Lie who was arrogantly threatening Jiang Wanchao, he immediately put on a respectful look, stood up from his seat, and stood in the narrow room. A passage was made.

The wall behind him turned, and a not tall old man appeared in front of Jiang Wanchao.

It turned out that when they were talking, there was always someone listening behind Li Lie.

Same about the last time they met.

It seems that Li Lie's agent is really just a puppet.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wanchao couldn't help but feel chills down his spine.

The room was not big at first, and now that three people were crowded in it, Jiang Wanchao suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe. He knew it wasn't because the room was small, but because he was nervous. The person in front of him was too important to him.

This man is about 70 years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks like a handsome man when he was young, but the corners of his mouth are slightly crooked, and the age spots appearing on his forehead are not in harmony with the whole face.

Wearing a plain black coat, he took out a small bottle of medicine from his pocket with trembling hands, unscrewed the cap, poured out a few pills, and swallowed dryly.

Li Lie was a head taller than him, and in comparison he was in the prime of his life, but he seemed to hang his hands and ears, not daring to make a sound.

"I heard that you want to see me?" The old man spoke with a strong Linzhou accent. If he was not a local, it would be difficult to hear.

"You, oh, no, you are the mentor?" Jiang Wanchao said incoherently. The reason for his panic is that his life has "reversed" in just a few months. The company, the house, and the dignity are all mentors. The more you give, the more you get, the more you will be afraid. The person who gave him all this behind the scenes is the last bet he made for his life.

"That's what they called, it doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want." The instructor acquiesced, speaking surprisingly easy-going.

Among the things described by Fat Yu, Chen Shi, and Li Lie one after another, Jiang Wanchao had a preconceived imagination of his mentor, that he should be a dignified, ruthless, big man who will not give up until he achieves his goal.

But what was in front of him at the moment was just an ordinary old man, who didn't even look in good health.

"About Chen Shi, I just want to tell you." Jiang Wanchao glanced at Li Lie, and seized the opportunity to make his request.

The old man nodded: "Yes." Linzhou dialect belongs to the southern language family, but it is not the gentleness of Wu Nong's soft language.

This place in Linzhou used to be a barren place, a place where refugees and fugitives would stay hundreds of years ago.It has been passed down from generation to generation, and now even the dialect is rigid, with a natural intonation that is not easy to mess with.

It's just that the old man's face remained expressionless, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

Jiang Wanchao didn't dare to ask who he was. At this moment, for him, as long as he could achieve his goal, it was fine.

After the old man said what he promised, Li Lie immediately obediently left the room and closed the door intimately.

The old man glanced at Jiang Wanchao, and continued to use that blunt tone: "Speak."

"I have Chen Shi's email account, so I can get in touch with the journal for him, and tamper with the first author of the paper to publish that paper." Jiang Wanchao said, not even believing that he could propose such a plan.

However, the old man looked at him, noncommittal, and even saw a trace of disappointment in those lifeless eyes.

Jiang Wanchao was surprised that such a proposal was not approved by his mentor.

"And then?" the teacher asked.

Jiang Wanchao was stopped by the question. This was the best solution he could think of, and there was nothing else.

(End of this chapter)