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Jiang Yining looked at the middle-aged man bent at a ninety-degree angle and stayed silent for a few seconds. "There's no next time." That was her way of accepting the apology. Elder Faang was overjoyed. He had already used every connection he had at the school to get the kid into the research team. He had thought that if the kid followed Lu Jin, his path in research would be smooth sailing