Aldrich still wanted to continue, but he was testing and designing, the time had already reached 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and his 'spirit' could hardly hold it, so he simply stopped and waited for tomorrow's 'spirit' Recovered.

Thinking that he still needs to go to school, he hurriedly packed his things, put on some decent clothes, and went out.

The third time I came to the Dean's office, I was already familiar with it, and Mr. Dean did not appear here unexpectedly. Aldridge was working when he entered the door.

He handed over the revised syllabus and content to Dean Tang Huaisel. He spent some time reading it, and finally nodded.

After coming out of the dean's office, Aldrich thought for a while and didn't want to go home so quickly, so he simply went to his office on the second floor and planned to sit for a while before leaving.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the front foot entered the door, Abel knocked on the back foot and walked in.

"Aldrich!"

He greeted Aldridge with a happy face, as if he had met an old friend for many years.

Obviously we only met for the second time, Aldridge once again sighed at the familiarity of this guy, but he still greeted politely:

"Mr. Abel."

Abel waved his hand and said in disgust, "Ai, ai, don't call me Mr. Abel, make me sound like a lawyer, call me Abel!"

"Okay, Abel." Aldridge never talks too much about these little things.

"Hahaha!" Abel's face immediately changed to a happy look, he raised his right hand, showed Aldridge what he was holding, and said, "I just bought dessert. Let's have some together?"

Aldridge invited Abel to sit on the sofa, but he just bought a kettle yesterday, and it hasn't been turned on yet, so there is no water to serve him.

He reluctantly indicated to him that there was no water in the kettle, and then asked curiously, "Do you like desserts?"

Abel said happily: "Of course, dessert is one of the most beautiful things in the world, it is as beautiful as the human body."

"I heard that eating sweets can make people happy." Aldridge said about this topic.

"That's it! By the way, why don't you just come and sit at my place? I mean if you want to drink water." Abel wanted to open the box containing the dessert, but stopped again and looked up for Aldridge's opinion.

Aldridge forced a smile and said, "It's okay, I'm not very thirsty."

When Abel heard this, he immediately started to unpack the box.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Aldridge was about to speak when there was another knock on the office door.

"Who will it be?"

While muttering, Aldridge stood up and opened the door, while Abel had already opened the box, took out a doughnut-like thing and took a bite.

"You are?"

Aldridge asked politely.

The one who knocked on the door was a woman, to be precise, a beautiful woman, about 27 years old, with dark hair and fair skin, delicate and three-dimensional features, and an oval face, which tended to be soft and beautiful.

The woman smiled and said, "Are you Mr. Aldridge?"

Before Aldridge could answer, Abel suddenly coughed, seemingly choking on the doughnut crumbs.

"Yes." Aldridge gave him a strange look while replying.

The woman folded her hands on her chest, showing a more obvious smile on her face, and said, "I'm Winsor Ron Ford, and like you, I'm also a lecturer at the medical school."

Aldrich thought, isn't this the goddess of medical school that Abel said, a beautiful female lecturer?

He glanced at Abel again, and the guy actually quieted down and sat on the sofa with a red face.

It seems there is a situation...

Aldrich smiled in his heart, but didn't react much to the woman's beauty, but politely introduced himself: "Hello, I'm Aldrich Alfred."

After thinking about it, Aldridge asked politely, "Want to come in and sit?"

"No," Windsor Lang shook his hand with a smile, and said, "That's right, the lecturers at the medical school are going to have a dinner together tonight. Just when I knew you were hired, I came over to invite you."

"Okay, I'm free."

They are all colleagues, and Aldrich is not against this kind of dinner.

"Great, let's meet at the school gate at 7 o'clock later!" said Windsor Lang.

"OK."

Then Winsor didn't stay any longer, and left. In just a minute or two, she didn't even notice the honest Abel in the room.

"What's the matter with you?" Aldridge sat down and asked Abel, who lowered his head.

"No, nothing." Abel's voice completely lost the vitality just now, as if he had lost his soul.

Aldridge didn't know what to say for a while, and the atmosphere was silent for a while.

Abel let out a big breath, then whispered, "Are you going to the party tonight?"

"Yes, it's a colleague after all...Aren't you going?"

Abel took a bite of the doughnut as if venting his anger, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to go."

Aldrich didn't persuade him. After all, he was not familiar with Abel, and the situation was quite complicated. Maybe they had something to hide.

After eating a doughnut in two bites, Abel left the box and ran back to his office in a low voice.

Aldridge cleaned up the crumbs Abel got out, then took the metal-coated kettle to wash it, and took some water back.

After closing the door of the office, Aldrich was drinking hot water while mastering the structure of a thousand books~lightnovelpub.net~ Around 6:40, he came out of the office and was going to join Windsor Lang at the school gate.

"Hi!"

When Aldrich came to the school gate, Windsor Lang's greeting had already been heard. He turned his head and saw that she was standing by the wall with five people, four men and one woman, all of whom were lecturers at the medical school.

"Hello."

Aldrich greeted everyone with a smile, and in return everyone responded politely. It should be said that he is a lecturer at a famous university. Although everyone is different, they all have a bookish air and a good temperament.

"This is Mr. Aldridge," Windsor Lang took the initiative to take the role of introduction and said, "Mr. Aldridge, this is..."

Aldridge followed Windsorlang's introduction and shook hands one by one, carefully remembering his name, but when it came to the last man, Winsorron put on his hips and said arrogantly, "Introduce yourself!"

This man looked to be 35 or 36 years old, with a beard, but he was well groomed and burly, similar to Aldridge now.

He smiled wryly and said helplessly, "I'm Andre Mende, and I'm also Windsorron's male companion."

Sure enough, Aldridge was not surprised and shook hands politely: "Hello, Mr. Andre."

"Professor Andrea picked the most beautiful flower in the medical school!" Hearing his introduction, a male lecturer next to him said with a smile, but there was a little jealousy in his tone.

Aldrich raised his eyebrows and said that it was a lecturer's gathering. He thought that Andre was also a lecturer, but he didn't expect it to be a professor.

However, in terms of age, associate professors are more likely.

"Haha, isn't it!" The female lecturer next to her also agreed, her appearance was average, especially with the foil of Windsor Lang.