The last day of August was an important day. The school's senior management received the Q3 experimental group's results report, which was thick and dozens of pages long.
Each page tells a story of hardship, from the difficulties encountered at the beginning of the research to the heartache experienced at the end. Almost every penny invested was like feeding a glutton, with no return. The small amount of funding allocated by the school was simply not enough.
However, he succeeded in this experiment, much faster than other research projects favored by the school. They were even too embarrassed to claim the results of such a project as their own. So the school's senior management unanimously decided that as long as He Yuan was willing to include the school's name when publishing the patent, the school would give him a large bonus, and the ownership of the results would belong entirely to the Q3 experimental group.
A week later, the school held a listening session on the experimental research, which every student on campus was required to attend.
There was much discussion and skepticism at A University regarding this experimental research hearing:
"I've been following the matter between Senior He Yuan and Senior Liu Ping. The two-month deadline has just passed. Could it be that Senior He Yuan has made some progress?"
"It's probably unlikely. Senior He Yuan's experiment is extremely difficult. My teacher mentioned it to me before, saying that the probability of completing it is only 0.1 percent."
"0.1 is too little. Didn't the school allocate funds to senior student He Yuan later?"
"Yes, but Senior He Yuan refused. He said he had enough money and that the funds should be given to other research groups that were short of funds."
"Oh, Senior He Yuan is so nice."
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Compared to Liu Ping, who relentlessly pursued and tried to steal someone's lab over a trivial emotional matter, He Yuan was simply intelligent, kind, and magnanimous.
Everyone thought He Yuan would lose to Liu Ping, but everyone felt sorry for him and silently decided that if He Yuan couldn't produce results at the last moment, they would write a petition with ten thousand people's blood to keep He Yuan alive.
Backstage at the listening session, He Jing was adjusting He Yuan's suit. This was the first time He Yuan had ever worn a suit. His slender and tall body immediately gained an air of authority when wrapped in a well-tailored suit. His mature and steady features naturally exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay, and he seemed to have the potential to become a powerful CEO in the future.
Only when he looked at He Jing did a hint of tenderness appear in his eyes. He said helplessly, "Jingjing, don't bother fixing it. I'll only wear this weird outfit for a little while today and then take it off."
He Jing looked at him with admiration: "Big brother, you have no idea how handsome you are."
He's so incredibly handsome!
Perhaps it was He Jing's gaze that gave He Yuan confidence, and He Yuan's confidence immediately soared. He felt as if he was no longer feeling so uncomfortable.
At this moment, a sarcastic voice came from the side, saying, "Some people, even if they have feathers, will never become a phoenix; they're just wild chickens jumping around. Today's listening session is for me, so you should save your breath."
He Jing and He Yuan turned their heads at the same time and looked toward the source of the sound. Who else could it be but Liu Ping, whom they hadn't seen for a long time?
As if he was absolutely certain of the outcome, he strode over arrogantly, also dressed in an expensive burgundy suit. He glanced disdainfully at He Yuan's clothes and said sarcastically, "It's obviously a cheap, low-quality brand. It doesn't even have decent cufflinks."
He Yuan's face turned pale; his sensitive pride had been hurt.
Indeed, he bought the suit from a shopping app; it only cost 200 yuan.
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