Base manager initially found themselves dumped on by all the grades. Firstly, because it was troublesome; secondly, because the department talked big but did little, claiming they'd plan the largest tech incubation park in the next three years, yet they couldn't even afford to replace their computers.
College was different from high school. If clubs wanted to achieve anything, they had to rely on their own means, like acquiring equipment for the base; aside from landing a rich manager, the only feasible way was having enough skills to pull in a major sponsor.
Haidilao Hotpot, three big tables.
Jiang Shuyao barely had a chance to get a word in as everyone one by one came to toast Pei Yan. The beer bottles under the table accumulated, and the two big plates of kelp sprouts in front of her were silently devoured. By the time she snapped back to reality, her stomach was churning.
