Herwen!
She couldn’t believe it, the person Ying Zijin had summoned was actually from the Herwen Laboratory!
How could this be possible?
Yan Ruoxue tried to steady her breathing and then scoffed, "This video is definitely fake! Anhe told me that her computer skills are no weaker than those of a graduate student from Imperial Capital University’s Computer Science Department!"
"Isn’t making a fake video easy?"
A single stone caused a thousand ripples.
The crowd was buzzing, but it wasn’t the effect Yan Ruoxue wanted.
"Miss Ying knows computing too?"
"That’s amazing, she participates in biochemistry experiments too, truly versatile."
"The Computer Science Department at Imperial University is even harder to get into for grad students." frёewebnoѵēl.com
"Professor Wen really has a good daughter. When the meeting finishes, I’m going home to discipline my rotten kid."
Yan Ruoxue’s face turned green at the comments, and she bit her teeth, speaking to Duke in English, "Mr. Duke, please say something! How could Professor Herwen possibly appear?!"
Duke didn’t speak, but his stunned expression said it all.
Yan Ruoxue’s heart turned cold in an instant.
Could it be...
"I don’t know who this lady is, assuming I am a fake." Herwen understood the English and pushed his glasses up, "I can prove that I am definitely real. If this lady has any issues with her eyes or brain, I have known hospitals I could recommend you to."
"Professor Herwen, we believe, of course we believe!" the Dean hurriedly interjected, "She can’t accept it for the moment; please don’t take offense."
Herwen nodded, "I have other matters, so I won’t stay and chat with everyone. If anyone can make it to my laboratory, we will meet in O Continent, and I welcome everyone."
The video call ended there, but everyone was still in shock and hadn’t come to their senses.
The assistant didn’t close the computer but instead brought up a document: "Miss Ying is the lead researcher at Herwen Laboratory, and the professor will certainly take care of her affairs."
"This is the condition that we’re offering."
Although Manuel was among the top international professors like Herwen, he was still slightly behind.
The materials supply channels that the Manuel Laboratory could open, Herwen’s side could also provide.
That included slots for the laboratory’s entrance examination.
But that wasn’t all.
Once again, the assistant smiled, "Everyone should know that there are two investors in the professor’s laboratory."
"Ji Family has also decided to invest a certain amount of funds, and we have obtained the agreement of both investors."
This was the second document, a capital transfer contract with Herwen’s signature.
And below there were two logos.
The Lorentz Family!
Venus Group!
The number one family and the number one group in the world.
Three royal flushes, leaving everyone utterly stunned.
Do we even need to choose?
Without even looking at the pale-faced Yan Ruoxue, the Dean immediately spoke up, "Ji Family and the Research Institute will be inherited by Professor Wen Fengmian. Does anyone object?"
No one spoke.
Yan Ruoxue’s lips trembled, her heart almost numb.
Her mind buzzed.
How could this be?!
She was supposed to hold the winning cards.
To get someone from the Manuel Laboratory over here, she had paid no small price.
"Dean," at that moment, security personnel hurriedly walked in, whispering something in his ear.
The Dean’s expression changed, "No leaks, right?"
"None," the man shook his head, "We had a hacker help intercept."
"That’s good, that’s good," the Dean sighed in relief, but then his expression darkened, "Yan Ruoxue, you’ve got some nerve, attempting to betray the Ji Family, arrest her!"
Before Yan Ruoxue could react, she was restrained by two guards from the Main House.
The entire conference room descended into chaos.
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