A Burst of Good Luck

After hearing Lu Zhou's words, Luo Wenxuan froze for two seconds.

Then, in the third second, he answered without the slightest hesitation.

"Count me in!"

Seeing Senior Brother Luo agree so readily, Lu Zhou, who had extended the invitation, was the one left stunned.

"...Aren't you going to think it over?"

Luo Wenxuan smiled and waved a hand.

"A Nobel Prize big shot is taking me under his wing. What is there to think about?"

Er...

Put that way, it did seem to make sense.

For a moment, Lu Zhou did not know what to say.

"Since you've agreed, let me go over your work arrangements," Lu Zhou said after a brief silence, adopting a serious expression as he looked at Senior Brother Luo, who was already prepared. "I plan to have you serve as director of the Physics Research Institute."

Hearing Lu Zhou's proposal, Luo Wenxuan was stunned again.

This time, however, he was no longer as decisive as before. He hesitated for quite a while before saying awkwardly,

"This... wouldn't that be a little inappropriate?"

Lu Zhou shook his head. "I've considered it for a long time. Without question, you're the most suitable candidate."

He had, in fact, given considerable thought to appointing Luo Wenxuan as director of the Physics Research Institute.

In terms of seniority, whether academic standing or personal connections, Luo Wenxuan far surpassed the other researchers at the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study. Even compared horizontally, Yang Xu, who had returned to China after a postdoctoral position at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, could not measure up to him.

His only shortcoming was probably his lack of management experience, but that was not a major issue. They could follow the practices of other domestic research institutes and make up for it with deputy directors.

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