The campus had grown quiet. Most of the students had left, and even the School Cafeteria aunties were on holiday. Only a few serving windows remained open for the faculty and staff who had stayed behind, dishing out scraps and leftovers at set times, with no service after that.
The faculty and staff were also leaving in batches. Lower-ranking teachers like Xi Yanfan had nothing to do once they finished grading their classes' final exams, so after attending a few meetings, they happily went home for the New Year.
The leaders of the various institutes were the second group to leave. Xiang Xiaotong had left very early. Neuron Company was about to release another new product, and she had to oversee the company in person. Before leaving, she instructed Song He to look after the place, help her handle the Brain Institute's miscellaneous affairs, make his own decisions on minor matters, and report major ones to her.
Song He had the illusion that he had become a powerful court minister, while the emperor cultivated immortality and ignored state affairs, leaving his ministers to handle everything.
The Brain Science Institute's vice president position had always been vacant. Supposedly, they had wanted to poach a few industry heavyweights but had failed. Song He felt that, given his relationship with Teacher Xiang, the vice president's duties would gradually fall to him without anyone realizing it.
Of course, he certainly would not be given the title anytime soon. Having a mere master's graduate serve as vice president sounded absurd, even if the value of that master's degree exceeded that of a whole busload of PhDs.
Song He's Scientific Research Team had split into two. One part stayed at the Brain Institute Laboratory to work, while the other returned to Ruoqiang Base to stay busy.