Editor: Henyee Translations
On this side, Anita headed for her ntor’s office first after getting out of Owen’s car.
"I’m here, ntor." Anita walked to the door of her ntor’s office and found that the door was open, so she knocked and walked in.
"Anita, you’re here. Wait for for a mont," the ntor said while glancing at Anita.
Seeing that her ntor was still busy, Anita found a spot to wait for him.
"Okay, Anita, co here." The ntor finally put down the thing in his hand and waved at Anita.
"Look at this experint. I’m working on a new experint with the school. I’ll cooperate with Columbia University. Are you interested in joining?" the ntor said to Anita.
"ntor... I think I’m not experienced enough." Anita didn’t expect her ntor to want her to join this project. To be honest, she was really tempted. She had heard from several seniors in the sa group last month.
However, when she heard that they had been rejected when they went to register for the selection, she gave up. After all, they had several years more experience than her. If they were not chosen, the possibility of her being chosen was even lower.
"Anita, to be honest, you’re really not very experienced. When I recomnded you for the project, many professors said that, but do you know why I still recomnded you?" The ntor said as he reached out and took off the glasses on his nose.
Anita quickly reached out and took her ntor’s glasses before putting them aside. Then, she asked, "ntor, I don’t know why. Is it because I’m the only female student in your group?"
"No, it’s because you’re very intelligent and like back then. Experience can be accumulated, but if you miss this research opportunity, it’ll be gone," the ntor said with a smile.
"But, ntor, do you really think I can do it? I’m not very confident," Anita said to her ntor.
"Anita, where did your drive to get to be your ntor during the graduate entrance examination go? Don’t worry and just do it. I believe in you." The ntor stood up and patted Anita’s shoulder.
"ntor... I..." Anita was still hesitating.
"I’ll go to class first. You can consider it yourself. Give an answer when I get back." The ntor didn’t say anything else and picked up the book on the table and walked out.
As soon as the ntor left the office door, Anita sat on the stool. To be honest, she was conflicted too. She didn’t know what to choose. She wanted to join this project, but she was really afraid that she wouldn’t do well.
If she delayed the progress of the project, it would be embarrassing not only for herself, but for the ntor who had recomnded her. The more she thought about it, the more conflicted she beca. She took out her phone to call Owen and ask for his advice.
The phone rang a few tis before it was picked up. "Hello, is this Miss Anita? I’m Bruce."
"Uh... Bruce, is Owen here?" Anita, surprised that it wasn’t Owen who picked up the phone, said.
"Are you looking for the CEO? He’s in a eting with the project manager of Fang Yuan Technology. If you have anything to tell , I’ll help you relay it later," Bruce said.
"I’m fine. Let’s talk about it after Owen’s eting," Anita said and hung up.
After hanging up, Anita thought about many things. This matter was about her hobbies and studies, and it might even affect her future employnt. At this ti, she could only rely on herself.
Even if it was Owen who had just picked up the phone, he might have suggested she make the decision, because she would have to bear the consequences, whether good or bad.
Her ntor had returned with a desk after class. Seeing that Anita was still in a daze, he asked, "Anita, have you thought about it?"
"ntor, you’re back." Anita ca back to her senses and hurriedly stood up.
"Well, tell the results," the ntor said sternly while looking at Anita.
Anita swallowed hard and finally said, "I’m willing to join you. I’m really grateful for this opportunity. I’ll definitely do my best."
"Yes, I believe you, but the process is very tough. And maybe this experint won’t get any good results in the end. You have to be prepared to face these unknown results." The ntor didn’t smile when he saw that Anita had agreed but continued to speak sternly.
Anita had just thought of what her ntor said. "ntor, don’t worry. The graduate entrance examination is so difficult. I’ll definitely persist in this experint."
"Okay, that’s good. Go back. I’ll tell you the result in a few days," the ntor finally smiled and said.
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