At the end of the conversation, Lin Fengzi said she needed to go back and discuss it with her team members.
“Personally, I would be happy for Ms. Ruan to help us verify the data,” Lin Fengzi said sincerely. “But even though I am the team leader, I cannot make the decision to hand over the data to you. So I still need to go back and discuss it with the team members and try to give you an answer tonight, is that alright?”
“I’m not in a hurry,” Ruan Yunhan said, feigning indifference to Lin Fengzi’s data. “If your group really cares, that’s fine with me. Actually, I have a selfish motive—if we can learn something from your data, we might be able to refine our final step.”
She thought that by saying this, she could win over Lin Fengzi and leave behind a positive image.
But Lin Fengzi already knew what she was planning.
It's nothing more than plagiarizing Ruan Chen's discarded manuscript, being unable to clean up the mess himself, and then finding another sucker.
Lin Fengzi, however, acted like a carefree and cheerful young man, asking somewhat hesitantly and shyly, "You just mentioned fifty million... if our group's data can help you..."
Ruan Yunhan was afraid he wouldn't ask the price.
Since money has been mentioned, it means you're about to fall into a trap.
"Don't worry, we'll split it 50/50." Ruan Yunhan said it casually—she had no intention of keeping her word.
The two left the revolving restaurant side by side, and Ruan Yunhan offered to help Lin Fengzi arrange accommodation. The hotel happened to be the one that Ruan Chen had sent him.
Lin Fengzi readily agreed without hesitation.
It's foolish not to take advantage of a good deal, especially since my feud with Ruan Yunhan dates back several years.
Now this guy is walking right into my hands again, and he's trying to scheme against me?
After getting into Ruan Yunhan's car, Lin Fengzi opened the message from Su Jin.
"Did she cause any trouble?"
Su Jin knew his girlfriend's character very well.
"What?" Lin Fengzi asked back.
Su Jin was eager to distance himself from Ruan Yunhan in front of Lin Fengzi. "Second Brother Lin, although she is my girlfriend, you don't need to be polite to her because of me. You know me, brothers are like limbs, and women are just clothes."
“You’re making me lose face,” Lin Fengzi replied.
Su Jin sighed helplessly.
But he owed Lin Fengzi a huge favor.
Lin Fengzi is the only grandson of Marshal Lin, and the only son of three generations of the Lin family.
A few years ago, when Lin Fengzi went to a deserted island to provide medical assistance, Su Jin had a moment of madness and sold Lin Fengzi's coordinates to his ruthless man, whose name was taboo even in China.
He and Lin Fengzi were roommates in high school, but he had no idea that Lin Fengzi was Marshal Lin's grandson. Otherwise, even if Su Ze had skinned him alive, he wouldn't have dared to say it.
Lin Fengzi returned safely, and Su Jin learned his true identity.
At that time, Su Jin thought he was doomed—perhaps the Su family's foundation in China would be destroyed.
But Lin Fengzi only came to his door and made him call her "Dad" ten times, saying that considering Su Jin had helped him bring him food and water back in high school, the matter would be considered closed.
Su Jin irritably turned off his phone, fired a burst from his gun, and asked in a cold voice, "Do you think the Su family has no one left after all these years of not dealing with you? If you don't recognize the Su family's business name, gouge your eyes out!"
He tossed aside his cigarette butt, stepped over the pool of blood, and walked out of the casino, coldly ordering, "Burn it."
hotel.
Ruan Chen had already rented a small conference room in advance as the venue for her group's activities in the days leading up to the finals.
Lin Fengzi took the meeting room key from the front desk and, together with her team members, began setting up the equipment and connecting the projector.
Including Ruan Chen, Lin Fengzi's group only has five people in total, two men and three women.
While organizing the manuscript, the girl with short, ear-length hair asked Lin Fengzi for the thirty-eighth time, "Fengzi, is that mysterious R really coming?"
The girl's name is Mu Xiangrong, and she has been a fan of R for a long time.
She has a typical personality that admires strength. At the beginning of the design process, she clashed with R several times, but was later completely won over by R and became his devoted follower.
Lin Fengzi kindly reminded him, "Don't have too high hopes. R might be completely different from the person you imagine."
Lin Fengzi's group member and roommate, Song Cheng, teased her, "Is Group Leader Lin getting jealous? Are you afraid that R will steal your thunder?"
Lin Fengzi shook his head; he really didn't know how to explain it to his team members.
R has never participated in their offline activities, and even in online meetings he has always used a virtual avatar and voice changer, but he gives the impression of being a perfectionist, a somewhat domineering workaholic, and a very strong leader.
They privately guessed that R's style was very similar to that of a student trained in the same college, and that he must be a junior or senior.
Another girl named Bai Jiaojiao had a soft, gentle voice. She was dressed in casual Lolita fashion and had a baby face. "Song Cheng, stop teasing the team leader."
There was a knock on the door.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over in unison.
Ruan Chen was still wearing that casual, relaxed hoodie, her long hair half-up, revealing the jade-like skin of her neck. Her demeanor was indifferent, and her tone was polite but distant. "Excuse me, which one of you is Team Leader Lin?"
Her gaze swept over the people in the room, finally settling on Lin Fengzi, who was leaning back on the sofa with a half-smile.
Ruan Chen's photographic memory immediately brought back memories of her time at Huating Public School.
So he... was Fengzi?
So it turns out I've met him before?
"Lin, team leader," Lin Fengzi stood up and slowly walked to Ruan Chen. His height was still quite intimidating to Ruan Chen. He grinned and said, "Ruan Chen, you weren't so polite to me last time we met."
Ruan Chen sighed and said obediently, "Hello, senior."
The others inside the room were dumbfounded.
Mu Xiangrong asked again, "Excuse me, are you...R?"
Ruan Chen: "It's me."
Lin Fengzi: "It's her."
Ruan Chen, facing the complex gazes of the group—a mixture of curiosity, scrutiny, and unspoken questions—walked naturally into the conference room. She casually flipped through the manuscript, precisely selecting two pages. "Since everyone's here, let's begin. Jiaojiao, you mentioned yesterday you had ideas for improving this part. I've calculated it, and according to your method, the energy conversion rate will decrease..."
Everyone thought: What a tough style. It's R.
When Bai Jiaojiao was called upon by Ruan Chen, just like in countless previous online meetings, she immediately tensed up, her mind racing to follow R's train of thought.
But Lin Fengzi wasn't buying it.
He clapped his hands, interrupting, "Ruan Chen, why don't you introduce yourself first? There's someone here who's been admiring you for a long time."
Ruan Chen leaned on the table with one hand, twirling her pen coolly. She turned her head, raised her eyes, and her gaze was sharp as a knife. "Team Leader Lin, why don't you wait until I finish speaking?"
The air pressure inside the room suddenly dropped, and the atmosphere became tense.
The group exchanged glances. Although R looked young, he had a very strong presence—stronger in person than in an online meeting.
But Lin Fengzi is not someone to be trifled with.
Lin Fengzi and Ruan Chen exchanged glances, their eyes surprisingly smiling. She waved her hand dismissively, "Sorry for my rudeness, please continue—who told me to be such a die-hard fan of yours back then?"
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