Indentured Servitude Contract

But...he did not want to leave...

Jin Yaowu looked at Su Yun's smile, and he really wanted to go up and give Su Yun a couple of slaps!

No matter how he looked at this person, he was an eyesore!

"Professor Jin, come, come, come in and take a seat." Su Yun suddenly stood up, and with a warm smile, he invited Jin Yaowu in.

The sudden change in the atmosphere was so bizarre that Jin Yaowu was stunned for a moment.

His sentence could still be considered human language. This person probably did not react in time and directly called him by his full name.

Jin Yaowu thought to himself.

'Forget it, forgive him. It's not a big deal.'

Slowly walking into the doctor's office, Jin Yaowu looked around. Four or five doctors were writing medical records. It was very simple and very ordinary. It did not look like the kind of work station he had expected to be nominated for the Nobel Prize.