The secretary was bustling in and out, handing over documents, pouring water, answering phones, busy without a moment to breathe. As soon as the landline was put down, the cell phone rang again; just after answering the cell phone, the landline rang once more. Dean Xia was busily engaged, yet his face was full of radiance.
Finally finding a brief moment of respite, Dean Xia leaned against his chair, exhaling deeply. He gazed at the ceiling and suddenly started to laugh. So many joyful events lately, one after another, just like catching a wave.
He picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Old Han? Are you free tonight? Let's go out for a drink and celebrate."
The next morning, a red banner was hung at the entrance of Sanbo Hospital, proudly displaying golden letters: "Warmly congratulating our hospital's Professor Yang Ping for being elected as a member of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and China Academy of Engineering!"
