"Hahahaha, two promotions in a year?"
After hearing Li Ye's teasing, Ma Zhaoxian immediately said, "That still depends on whether he's outstanding enough.
"If he's dead weight, forget one promotion in two years—even if he went eight years without one, no one could find fault with it.
"It wasn't easy for First Branch Factory to build up its current atmosphere. No matter how muddleheaded Uncle Ma gets, I can't let him ruin it for you."
"However."
Ma Zhaoxian thought it over and said, "He studied abroad, so he must have some real ability, right?"
"If he had real ability, would he need to pull strings? Wouldn't I be fighting to get him?"
Li Ye smiled faintly, then suddenly asked, "Uncle Ma, does my little brother Xiao Bo really want to do a PhD now?"
Ma Zhaoxian laughed awkwardly. "That foolish kid has only known how to bury his head in books since he was little. I've always wanted him to start working sooner, but he... sigh."
Li Ye did not respond, only nodded slightly.
Ma Zhaoxian was also a sly old fox. It was certainly true that his son wanted to pursue a PhD, but he definitely did not want his son studying under people like Yuli.
With the way those people liked to trip Li Ye up, wouldn't it take them mere minutes to make his son delay graduation?
Ma Zhaoxian knew Li Ye's temper well enough. How could Li Ye offend so many technical staff at First Branch Factory for the sake of some connection hire?
So when Ma Zhaoxian sheepishly passed this message along to Li Ye today, what he really wanted was for Li Ye to lend a hand.
When it came to pursuing a PhD, whose connections around here were the strongest?
Did that even