"An unfair trade is the beginning of the degradation of friendship."
"Alright, you win! Qiao Ze, I can organize the experiences I've had over the years mentoring students and send them to you. I hope they can be of some help to you. Look, I'm being a good friend, aren't I?"
"Hmm, after I study them, I'll determine how much to compensate you based on their helpfulness."
"Good idea. But you should know, although I'm not rich, I'm also not lacking money."
"Alright, a compensation that satisfies you."
"Haha, do you know? Qiao Ze, I enjoy being friends with you."
"Oh, goodbye."
"Goodbye."
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Ze walked back to his office.
His mood relaxed a little.
Others' experiences might not always be useful, but they might just solve the current problems.
Qiao Ze planned not to take in any new graduate students for the next two years. He would consider taking new ones only after Wang Yu, Fan Yuming, and Li's three graduate students had all graduated.