Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 175 He Licun said that he wanted to help her plump her lips every day(2/2)

Mr. Zheng also silently sent a message: "Where is Professor Shen? Send me the location."

Mr. Xu also bubbled up: "1"

Mr. Qi was confused.

what happened?

These old stubborns also know Professor Shen?

Moreover, judging from their tone, it seems that they have a good relationship with Professor Shen?

Mr. Qi was depressed.

He finally got to know a master of traditional Chinese medicine, and several old friends in various fields in the group had actually known each other for a long time.

When Qi Lao was spelled with one pinyin and one pinyin.

Mr. Chen couldn't wait any longer and directly initiated a group chat call.

Mr. Qi doesn't know how to play with a smartphone, but that doesn't mean he can't read.

Seeing the call prompt on the phone screen, he pressed the connect button.

Suddenly.

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Chen's excited voice came in: "Old Qi, please tell me, what's going on? Where did you see Professor Shen? I've been looking for Professor Shen for half a month, but I still can't find him. Where did you see it?"

Half a month ago.

After Shen Liangzhi disappeared, Mr. Chen and other members of the team stayed to wait for Shen Liangzhi.

I waited for three days in a row, but no one was there.

When Professor Shen's phone number was also unreachable, they realized that Professor Shen was missing.

Because of the previously signed contract, once the genetic engineering is completed, the contract between them will also expire.

Moreover, they have no right to interfere with the whereabouts of the core members of the team.

Once this level of research is successful.

It would not be surprising if the core characters were kept secret.

Professor Chen, Professor Zheng and others waited in Haicheng for a week.

After confirming that Shen Pianzhi was indeed unreachable, he was forced to return to Beijing in time due to pressure from the school.

Regarding the salary of one million a day offered by the team, whether it is Professor Chen, Professor Zheng, or Professor Xu, they actually do not value this amount of money at all.

After Shen Pianzhi disappeared, they did not go to He Licun to ask for salary, or even go to He Licun to ask for disclosure of the success of the genetic medicine.

Everyone knows.

Once this drug is made public, as a participant in this research, the entire team, even if it is the one who was responsible, will soar into the sky and directly become the focus of the global scientific community.

but.

They didn't do that.

As for whether genetic engineering should be made public, no one cares.

They only know that they have witnessed the truth they have been pursuing all their lives.

It's just a pity.

But I can't meet the core character Shen Pianzhi after the project is over.

As a leader of a top university, all kinds of geniuses are naturally commonplace.

But for a super genius like Shen Pianzhi, who is astonishingly talented, and a child prodigy like Shen Xiaohan, I am afraid that I will never see the third one again in this life.

It’s been a while since I returned to Beijing.

Although Mr. Chen and others did not take the initiative to mention Shen Pianzhi's existence, everyone felt a little regretful in their hearts.

How could they not be excited when their friend Qi Lao mentioned this name now?

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Zheng, who has always been the most serious person, was rarely excited: "Old man Qi, tell me, where is Professor Shen now? Don't force me to go to Haicheng to find you now!"

Mr. Xu also joined the group chat with a smile: "Old Qi, please stop playing tricks. If you continue to play tricks, the two of them will cause trouble for you."

After Mr. Qi came back to his senses, he hesitated and said, "Professor Shen is in Haicheng now. However, your excitement makes me a little suspicious. You are not going to trouble Professor Shen, are you?"

"Hahaha, Lao Qi, you are too worried. We will not trouble anyone but Professor Shen." Xu Laoxiao smiled heartily: "Well, I will buy a ticket to go to Haicheng now, and we will meet and chat. .”

After Mr. Xu finished speaking.

In a group chat call.

Mr. Chen immediately said excitedly: "I will ask for leave now, and I will also go to Haicheng."

"Count me in." Professor Zheng's voice was the most serious, but there was also a hint of excitement at the moment: "Old man Qi, pick us up at the high-speed rail station in two hours."

Leave this sentence behind.

Professor Zheng decisively quit the group chat.

Immediately afterwards.

Mr. Chen and Mr. Xu also withdrew one after another.

During the group chat, Mr. Qi was the only one left looking at his phone and muttering to himself: "I haven't used a smartphone much. Can someone tell me how to hang up on this?"

That night.

The deans of three departments from top universities collectively skipped classes and sneaked out of the campus.

On the high-speed rail.

The three big guys looked at each other and smiled.

Mr. Chen: "I didn't come back when I asked for leave, so I skipped class. What about you?"

Mr. Zheng: "...Well, me too."

Mr. Xu: "Haha, I'm sorry, I don't have class today, but I successfully applied for leave."

When these three big guys got on the high-speed train to Haicheng.

Haicheng Airport.

Lin Yun and He Tingxiu, who left not long ago, have also arrived at the airport again.

Lin Yun leaned on He Tingxiu with weak legs and feet, her face full of resentment: "You only need a few hours, you, you are really..."

"Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger, haven't you heard?" He Tingxiu calmly hugged Lin Yun's waist, and another dark light floated in his eyes: "We won't notify Li Cun this time, we will go directly to the nursing home."

"Yeah, that's fine." Lin Yun didn't think much, she nodded: "We are here to return the bank card anyway, it doesn't matter if we see Li Cun or not."

Speaking of bank cards.

Lin Yun began to wonder, what kind of family is willing to give a three- or four-year-old child more than 7 billion in pocket money?

The little boy who didn't speak much and always wore a mask came to mind.

Lin Yun didn't know where the intimacy came from.
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next