Li Qiong also saw Chen Zhao and walked up.
"Chen Zhao, why are you here?"
"Uh … I'm a teacher here."
"Your teacher?" Li Qiong looked at Chen Zhao in shock.
She'd heard that Chen Zhao was a teacher.
Then, she used her imagination.
She thought that Chen Zhao was either a primary school teacher or a middle school teacher.
Of course, this was based on Chen Zhao's high school grades.
Chen Zhao and Li Qiong's grades had been about the same.
They were both the type of people who weren't as good as the best but were better than the worst.
Therefore, she didn't believe that Chen Zhao was a lecturer in a university.
Moreover, it was the famous University of Los Angeles.
After all, he'd lived here for more than ten years.
So, Li Qiong had a good understanding of American universities.
Usually, regular university lecturers were assistant professors. In China, they were also called teaching assistants.
However, teaching assistants in American universities were on contract and could be fired at any time.
In America, to become a permanent associate professor, one had to publish at least one book in a related field.
Usually, it was published in a university press and professional professors would be in charge of reviewing the manuscript.
As long as one could become an associate professor, they'd be awesome. The school couldn't fire them without a good reason.
Therefore, universities were filled with many associate professors. Many of them were old.
In China, they had to retire at a certain age, but in America, as long as one wasn't an associate professor and didn't want to retire, the school couldn't fire them.
Retirement meant a decrease in income. An associate professor's income was very high.
Of course, to become a full professor, one had to have research results in at least one field.
Special talents like Chen Zhao, who was recognized by the school, had to be a full professor.
A full professor's income was several times, or even more than a dozen times that of a teaching assistant.
A full professor could use the school's funds to do whatever they wanted. They could give a few lectures and do research in the lab when they didn't want to. There was no rule that they had to do research until noon.
Of course, the school's funds couldn't be spent casually.
If there was an economic benefit and the possibility of research, the school would strongly support it.
If it was just a dream, they could fool the school once, but they might not be able to fool the school again.
Chen Zhao didn't care about this kind of salary. After all, treating a rich person's illness was equivalent to a professor's annual income.
Of course, Li Qiong only thought that Chen Zhao was a regular lecturer and didn't think too deeply.
After hearing that Chen Zhao was a teacher here, Li Qiong couldn't help but think highly of him.
"Why are you here?"
"My sister is a student here," Li Qiong said.
Chen Zhao tilted his head and looked at the girl behind Li Qiong.
She looked a bit like Li Qiong, but she was taller.
The girl seemed to be somewhat unwilling, and her face was filled with unhappiness.
"By the way, do you know where Professor Hill Nandes' office is?"
"That's the teacher's office building up ahead. Hill Nandes's office should be on the third floor. I don't remember which room it is. You can go there and ask."
"Okay, thank you. I won't bother you anymore. Let's have dinner together when you're free."
"Alright, goodbye."
Li Qiong took her sister to Hill Nandes's office.
"Hello, Professor Nandes. I'm Li Mu's sister."
Hill Nandes raised his head and adjusted his glasses. "Please sit."
"Professor Nandes, I hope you can revoke my sister's punishment. I think she's already realized her mistake. I hope you can give her a chance to turn over a new leaf."
"Miss Li, I'm afraid I can't agree. Your sister skipped classes for more than a month without asking for leave from the school, which caused the school to call the police. Your sister has caused a lot of trouble for the school, so I don't think it's suitable for your sister to attend our school."
"Professor Nandes, do you want a girl's life to be ruined because of a mistake?"
"Ms. Li, I hope you understand that she's already an adult. She has the ability and must take responsibility for her mistakes."
"But she's only 21."
"Ms. Li, I don't understand your question. She's already an adult at 21. Is she still a child in your country? You Chinese have such a strange way of education. "
Knock, knock.
Hill Nandes looked up and saw Chen Zhao standing at the door.
"Hill Nandes, I hope you can explain your words. Otherwise, I'll sue you for racial discrimination."
"Uh … Mr. Chen, I … uh … I didn't mean that."
"Then what do you mean? I'm all ears." Crossing his arms, Chen Zhao stood there and stared at Hill Nandes.
Li Qiong stared at Chen Zhao in shock. She didn't expect him to come.
"Okay, I'm sorry, Mr. Chen. I apologize for my inappropriate choice of words. I'm really sorry."
"You should say sorry to them."
"I'm sorry, Ms. Li," Hill Nandes said. "I apologize for offending you."
Chen Zhao walked into the office. "Do you mind if I listen?"
"Of course not. After all, you're a medical professor too."
Li Qiong's eyes widened in disbelief.
She'd heard from her Chinese high school classmates that Chen Zhao had gotten into a medical university in China.
She didn't expect that Chen Zhao was a medical professor at UCLA.
How old was Chen Zhao?
He should be at most three years away from graduation, right?
In her impression, shouldn't professors be white-haired old men?
Wasn't Chen Zhao too young?
"I want to know what happened." Chen Zhao looked at Li Qiong and her sister.
"Li Mu skipped classes for a month," Li Qiong said.
"Mr. Chen, I'm sure you know that such serious absenteeism isn't allowed in school."
Chen Zhao looked at Li Mu. "Li, aren't you going to explain where you've been this month?"
Li Mu hesitated for a moment, then said, "I originally applied for a week's leave from school and went to Alaska with my classmates. However, because of the heavy snowfall and the arrival of the military, we were put under military control. Me, Vestana, and more than 30 tourists were all restricted from leaving the snowy mountain for 10 days. After that, the military found out that we were medical students and requested us to stay and act as temporary military doctors."
Chen Zhao and Hill Nandes exchanged glances. Hill Nandes asked in confusion, "If that's the case, why didn't you tell me before?"
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