Feng Zhixiang did not care about Lin Fan's words at all. He continued to laugh excitedly.
After a while…
"Professor Lin, the Jiangbei branch of the Institute of Science is ready. I wonder if you have time to come over and give us some guidance?"
His words were filled with anticipation.
Even though Feng Zhixiang had seen Lin Fan a few times, he only took away Lin Fan's products each time and never got to chat much with him.
Of course, Feng Zhixiang knew that even if he chatted with Lin Fan, he probably would not be able to get anything out of it.
However, if Lin Fan was willing to go to the Institute of Science, it would be completely different.
There were many academicians there.
They were knowledgeable and could talk to Lin Fan about many things.
In addition, this was something that the academicians had been looking forward to.
Lin Fan understood what Feng Zhixiang was thinking.