Chapter 849 Archaeological Sponsorship



Chapter 849 Archaeological Sponsorship

"Okay!" Li Jinxing smiled and nodded in response.

"I'll take a shower first, and we'll talk when I come out!" After saying this, Nie Yao turned and went into the bathroom with clean clothes and towels.

Li Jinxing also curled the corners of his lips slightly, and took this opportunity to pack the clothes that he and Nie Yao had left outside back into the suitcase. He also made a personal phone call to explain his intentions to the person in charge, Moss, and Professor Fred.

Upon hearing that Li Jinxing had volunteered to sponsor and improve the environment and food for Nie Yao and his archaeological team, the person in charge, Moss, was polite for a while, then smiled and praised Li Jinxing a few words, and agreed with his approach.

Professor Fred did not object, but only emphasized the need to strengthen security.

When Nie Yao came out of the shower, Li Jinxing had already packed his suitcase and was waiting for her. He smiled and said, "Yaoyao, I've already talked to the person in charge, Moss, and your adoptive father on your behalf. They both agreed!"

Nie Yao wiped the water droplets from her hair and stared at Li Jinxing with wide eyes: "When did you say that? Did they just agree to it?"

"It's when you take a shower!" Li Jinxing nodded slightly and answered with a smile.

"You didn't lie to me, did you?" Nie Yao looked at him suspiciously, snatched the phone from his hand and took a look. Sure enough, she saw the call records included the person in charge, Moss, and her adoptive father.

"I don't need to lie to you. Besides, they praised me and said they were grateful that I valued the archaeology industry so much and were willing to sponsor it!"

Li Jinxing said this, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "If you don't believe it, you can go ask your adoptive father again!"

Seeing how serious he was, it certainly didn't seem like he was lying. Nie Yao didn't actually call to inquire about it. She just curled her lips and muttered softly, "You're moving too fast..."

However, he was right about one thing. Most archaeological excavations rely on support from universities, museums and archaeological research institutes. If there were more people like Li Jinxing sponsoring and supporting the industry, it would indeed be a good thing for the archaeological industry!

"I've already packed all your clothes. Take a look and see if there's anything else you need to pack. Once you're done, we'll move in right away!"

Li Jinxing laughed softly and urged Nie Yao. Nie Yao packed up her archaeological notes and tool kit, checked her luggage again, and then the two of them moved out of the hotel room.

The hotel Li Jinxing booked was not too far from the archaeological base, but it was the same as the one he had stayed in in Cairo before, with rooms in a detached villa.

Nie Yao and the entire archaeological team, including Professor Fred who was the on-site supervisor, moved there together.

Steve was still at the archaeological excavation site when he heard the news from Nie Yao that their entire archaeological team had received sponsorship from Li Jinxing and moved to a better hotel. He almost cheered.

"Mr. Li is such a nice guy! Our food and accommodation have been greatly improved!"

Steve sighed with a smile, and the other members nodded repeatedly, even feeling fortunate to be chosen by Nie Yao as a team member.

Members of another archaeological team also heard about this and began to feel dissatisfied.

"Have you heard? Nie Yao's archaeological team is sponsored by Li Jinxing, and their food and accommodation have been significantly improved..."

"Hmph, are you here to do archaeology or to enjoy yourself?" Dr. Vanessa, who had disliked Nie Yao before, sneered and asked back bluntly.

"That's not right. Who wouldn't want the same treatment? It's a pity we're not that lucky..."

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