Jiang University's administrative building, third floor student affairs office.
As soon as Xiong Bingsheng returned to the office, he closed the door, barely having time to take off his coat, walked quickly over, and picked up the phone on the table to dial Niu Wenlin.
The phone rang twice, and was picked up immediately. Before the other person could say a word, Xiong Bingsheng urgently said loudly:
"Lao Niu! You're really something, you know that? I took your advice and went to the Seventh Dining Hall, and as soon as I started talking, Jiang Yu agreed!
I really didn't expect it. I thought it would be a real hassle, but it turned out to be so easy. If it weren't for your analysis, I probably still wouldn't know what to do!
Don't rush off after work this afternoon. Let's have a good drink together. I owe you a toast!"
After pouring out everything he had been holding in, Xiong Bingsheng felt relieved.
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