C170 The Last Spot Belonged to Her
C170 The Last Spot Belonged to Her
As soon as these words came out, the teachers discussed animatedly.
Currently, most of the young teachers in the department were still lecturers.
Under the traditional job grading system, many people might not even be able to be promoted to an associate professor even if they were in their thirties or forties. Everyone naturally wished for such an opportunity.
Rong Yu sat at the head seat with his hands folded, his expression solemn.
"After several professors in the economics department discussed, the list of teachers recommended this time has been confirmed. Our department has three quotas. "
More than ten teachers and three quotas. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who would be the lucky three.
"First, Sun Wei. "
Hearing his own name, Sun Wei was so excited that he almost jumped up.
He was 30 years old this year, a PhD in Haigui. He had published a lot of academic periodicals and theses during his time in school, so he deserved it.
No one had any objections to his nomination. They even congratulated him.
"Second, Ann Zhu. "
Ann Zhu found it hard to believe that she was there. After a few seconds, she stood up and gave an exaggerated 90-degree bow, which made everyone laugh.
"Thank you for the department's trust in me. I will work hard!"
Ann Zhu had always been popular, and she also had her own strength. No one had any objections to this.
However, after laughing, there was only one last spot left.
Like everyone else, Fu Nuan also hoped to have this opportunity. She was not a person without ambition, but there were many things that she would not force.
"The last spot. . . "
Rong Yu paused and looked at the woman with her head down.
"Fu Nuan. "
When she heard the name "Fu Nuan," she felt warm in her heart.
But when she saw the other teachers looking at her strangely, she immediately lost confidence.
Actually, Fu Nuan was also a part of the overseas returnee faction. She had a master's degree in a row overseas. After she got her degree, she returned to the Lu University.
When she was overseas, she had published many journal articles and theses, but they were all in foreign languages. She did not like to show them off, so she had never mentioned them.
The other teachers were naturally unaware of this. When they thought of the relationship between Ms Fu and Prof. Rong, and the people who had not been chosen, they looked at Fu Nuan with a meaningful look in their eyes.
The woman felt very uncomfortable being looked at like this. It was as if she had done something wrong and felt uncomfortable all over.
She knew that they must all think that she relied on her connections to get this spot.
Even she herself began to doubt whether she had the qualifications and strength to participate in the training or not.
Rong Yu saw through her thoughts. He placed his palm under the table and held her hand tightly, indicating that she should feel at ease.
"This is the unanimous decision of the professors in the department after discussion. Whoever has any objections, come to us tomorrow to review. If there are no objections, the final public announcement will be held the day after tomorrow. The meeting will be adjourned. "
No one dared to speak in front of Prof. Rong, but it was different after the meeting was adjourned.
When they returned to the office, the teachers discussed Fu Nuan's nomination in twos and threes.
Ann Zhu was immediately unhappy. She slammed the table and stood up to defend Fu Nuan. "What kind of expression is this? Each and every one of you? Take it all back! Ms Fu is definitely qualified to stop being sour here! "
At this moment, someone immediately retorted in a sarcastic tone. " I have never heard of Ms Fu publishing a journal thesis. I really don't know where this qualification came from. "
"Aiya, don't say anymore. Her husband is Chairman Rong. Can we compare?"
"You guys!"
Ann Zhu was so angry that smoke was about to come out of her mouth. She immediately wanted to go over and argue but was stopped by Fu Nuan.
"Alright Ann Zhu. . . "
Fu Nuan smiled at her. She consoled her. "We still have to work together in the future. Don't make our relationship awkward. "
"Even so, we can't let them talk about you!"
"It's fine. "
Ann Zhu's strong support was already enough for Fu Nuan. But. . .
This quota might not be something she should have.
Those criticisms lingered on without end. Fu Nuan remained calm on the surface and a small corner of her heart had already collapsed.
She could not be considered a very confident person. If one person said that she could not do it, she might not care. But if a group of people said that she could not do it, she would start to doubt herself.
. . .
At night, in the villa.
Fu Nuan sat in front of her desk and stared blankly at the computer. She opened the PhD thesis that she had written before.
Rong Yu walked into the bedroom and saw the computer screen go off. The woman did not know what was on her mind. She was still staring at the black screen, lost in thought.
He walked behind her and gently wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his head in her neck.
"What are you thinking about?"
The person in his arms did not speak for a long time, and finally let out a faint sigh.
"Do you think. . . I really can't?"
Rong Yu knew what she was struggling about. He bent over and picked her up horizontally. He walked to the bedside and sat down. The woman was in his arms. He hugged her and said softly, "Don't doubt your own strength. Others don't understand you, but you don't understand yourself? There are at least five international authoritative academic magazines. "
Fu Nuan was stunned when she heard the rest of his words. Then she looked at him in surprise.
"How did you know?"
These. . . She had never mentioned them to anyone.
The man raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a faint smile, "As a husband, of course, he needs to understand all aspects of his wife. "
She liked the word all aspects.
Fu Nuan gently leaned in his arms and felt very warm at this moment.
It felt really good to have him around.
"But the way they looked at me today. . . Made me scared. "
Rong Yu fondly stroked her hair. "That's because they didn't know you were a strong person. You can only say that you are usually stupid. It made them make a wrong judgment of your position. "
Fu Nuan laughed out loud and reproached, "How can you be like this!"
At the end, she buried her head in his arms and asked in a muffled voice. "Do you think I should go?"
"There's no answer, only if you want to. "
"It's such a good opportunity, everyone wants to, I definitely want to too, but. . . "
"No buts. "
Rong Yu looked at her firmly and said clearly, "This is the unanimous opinion of the professors in the department. It is not my personal decision. The leaders of the department also approved it. You are totally qualified, but you happen to be my wife. "
"You cannot interfere with other people's opinions, so you can only act based on your heart. Those criticisms are not worth mentioning in front of your achievements. "
After being enlightened by Prof. Rong, the woman's mood became much clearer.
"I will let them know what qualifications you have. "
Fu Nuan was confused. What did this mean?
"Don't think too much about it now. Sleep. "
The man carried her to bed without giving her any explanation. He covered her with the blanket and turned off the light. He wrapped his wife in his arms and hugged her to sleep.