Ding Lan gave a self-deprecating smile. "It's my fault..."
He Haisheng sighed. "Lan, forgive me for nagging, but as your dean, I have to say this. It's clear that Mr. Zhao is no ordinary man. His medical skills... are probably unmatched in all of East Sea! How could you break up with someone like that? A man like him must have powerful connections. You... *sigh*!"
Ding Lan unconsciously bit her lip, a complicated expression flickering across her face.
He Haisheng sighed again. "Well, enough of that, Lan. I was just offering some advice. Still... you do know Mr. Zhao. Even though you've broken up, you once loved each other, so you must hold a special place in his heart! Lan, I have a task for you!"
"What task?" Ding Lan asked, puzzled.
He Haisheng smiled. "If you can convince Mr. Zhao to become an honorary professor here, I'll guarantee you receive the expert title next year. I'll also promote you to Head of Department, with a starting monthly salary of fifty thousand."
