Chapter 423 Project Report Meeting [8 Updates]
Although Ying Zijin did not attend the project report meeting, she still paid attention to it and also checked the comments on foreign websites.
She raised an eyebrow.
Unfortunately, both of them showed up.
She discovered that there are still quite a few prophets around these days.
Ying Zijing leaned against the bed, looking languid, and logged into the NOK forum on her computer.
As soon as I logged in, several messages popped up.
[Only Loves Money]: !!!
[Only Love Money]: Boss, I've been bullied.
[The Divine Calculator]: If someone never leaves their home, how can they be bullied?
[Only Love Money]: There's a Venus Group. Well, the name of the group doesn't matter at all, since you, boss, won't care about that anyway. Anyway, they've invested 200 billion in that space carrier project they told you about.
[Only Loves Money]: I only invested 100 billion, isn't this bullying me? Is he trying to outdo me in wealth?
[Only Love Money]: Boss, this is also a provocation. You also have a share of what's in my treasure trove.
[The Divine Fortune Teller]: ...
Ying Zijing glanced in the direction of the door.
At this time, Wen Fengmian had already gone to sleep, but the power was not turned off for her.
Because the CEO of the Venus Group, who bullied Caesar Laurent, is now lying on the sofa.
She was able to use the electricity a little longer.
My phone beeped again.
[Only Loves Money]: How can I tolerate this? This is a provocation!
Ying Zijing raised an eyebrow, preparing to reply, when a new message arrived.
[Only Love Money]: I'll endure it. I'll still sleep on gold. I won't stoop to the level of the spendthrift Venus Group. I'll even laugh at them for wasting money!
Ying Zijin: "..."
He's still that silly kid with chuunibyou tendencies.
There was a gentle knock on the door.
The man's voice was low and gentle: "Yaoyao, are you asleep?"
Ying Zijing didn't want to move, and simply replied, "I'm not asleep, come in."
Fu Yunshen pressed the doorknob, pushed open the door, and walked in.
The girl, wearing a white nightgown, leaned quietly against the bed.
Moonlight streamed through the window, falling on her fair legs as if draped in a thin veil.
It is tempting.
Fu Yunshen remained calm, picked up a towel from the side, and covered Ying Zijin with it.
He sat down next to her again, raising an eyebrow: "When are you planning to formally introduce me to your parents?"
"You were so obvious today, my dad and grandpa both noticed." Ying Zijing yawned, unconcerned. "What are you worried about?"
Grandpa Zhong and Wen Fengmian also knew that Fu Yunshen had rescued her.
Although Grandpa Zhong often complained that the cabbage had been eaten by a pig, he was actually very satisfied with Fu Yunshen.
Fu Yunshen paused for a moment, then chuckled softly: "I'm worried that I'm not treating you well enough, and that one day you'll run away, leaving me all alone again."
He has always lacked a sense of security and was prone to anxiety and insecurity.
He always felt that it was his fault, which was why his close friends and family members left one after another.
To find out, he even went to have his fortune told to see if he was destined to be a lone star.
"This is my first time dating, and my first time having a boyfriend." Ying Zijing looked up, her voice calm. "But I will learn how to be a good girlfriend, and we can learn together."
"You don't need to worry. In my life, there will be no one else but you."
It was a sentence spoken in a very flat tone, but it struck the listener's eardrums like a raging storm.
Fu Yunshen's eyelashes fluttered slightly, then he suddenly smiled and pressed her hand down: "You make my heart beat very fast, do you want to touch it?"
This time, Ying Zijing did not break free; her fingers were pulled along.
A man's chest is broad, warm, and powerful.
After touching them, she yawned and lazily commented, "Nice chest muscles."
"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen leaned back on the bed, reverting to his usual carefree and irresponsible demeanor. "I trained this specifically for you, and I even have abs. They're always ready to go."
Ying Zijing glanced at him, then kicked him: "You're pushing your luck."
"Alright, let's get down to business. Things have been a bit turbulent lately, so I'm sending you to the ancient martial arts world to recuperate for a while." Fu Yunshen stroked her hair, pressed his forehead against hers, and whispered, "I've contacted the Ye family, they'll take good care of you, and Yunshan will be with you too. As for me, I have to go out for a bit."
The ancient martial arts world was in turmoil, with large and small families constantly fighting each other.
However, it must be admitted that, at present, the ancient martial arts world is indeed the safest place.
Even that black skull symbol would never dare to enter the world of ancient martial arts.
Ancient martial arts practitioners who have cultivated for over two hundred years have all gone into seclusion.
No one knows the true strength of the ancient martial arts world.
Ying Zijing paused, then frowned: "I want to be with you—"
"Shh, listen to me, this is an adult matter, kids shouldn't meddle." Fu Yunshen pinched her cheek again, "I don't want you to overwork yourself."
Ying Zijin said calmly, "Overworking will cause wrinkles, making you look old."
"..."
"Attacking my age again?" Fu Yunshen turned around, his eyes darkening slightly. "Yaoyao, do you think I should punish you?"
Before Ying Zijing could speak, she was hugged.
He was closer to her.
She could clearly feel his breath and his lips.
Ying Zijing's eyelashes trembled slightly.
His lips brushed past hers, but ultimately landed only on her forehead.
A soft laugh.
Goodnight, girlfriend.
**
The next day.
8:00 AM O time.
The space carrier project briefing has officially begun.
Many media outlets rushed to the report meeting as soon as possible.
Hervin held an extremely high position in the scientific community and in O continent, and his firsthand news was of great value.
“Many people have asked me why I started the space carrier project.” Hervin pushed up his glasses and smiled. “As we all know, we have been exploring the universe for decades and we are still only scratching the surface.”
"There must be other life in the universe. Scientific instruments have captured signals from outer space, but none of us have ever seen whether life in outer space really exists."
"I have been studying quantum mechanics and hope to help the world solve this problem. That is all I envision."
On the large screen was a PowerPoint presentation created by assistants and several researchers.
It contains Hervin's initial sketches of a space carrier, as well as some proper nouns and theoretical knowledge.
However, the media wasn't interested in this knowledge of quantum mechanics, but they could only wait patiently.
After Herwin finished delivering his report, his assistant took the microphone: "Everyone can ask questions now."
The media, who had been dozing off, finally perked up and handed over their microphones, starting to ask questions.
"Professor Herwin, what gives you the courage to start a space carrier project? Do you think your IQ has reached the point where you can develop space?"
"Professor Herwin, I don't know if you've seen those comments on social media, but many people are saying you're daydreaming. Do you admit it?"
"Professor Herwin, I have to ask, you don't even have the funds, yet the space carrier project requires a huge amount of investment. Could it be that you've found an investor even more powerful than the Patch family?"
Each question was more incisive than the last.
The media asked these questions simply to grab attention, without considering Herwin's feelings.
But Herwin did not get angry; instead, he remained calm.
He pushed up his glasses again, took a step back, put his hands behind his back, and gave a soft hum.
Let's see who the fool really is in a bit.
“I’m glad everyone is paying so much attention to the space carrier project.” The assistant, who was answering the question, was excited. “After the Patch family withdrew their investment, the laboratory faced the prospect of bankruptcy.”
"The professor and I are also in a dilemma; we don't know how to keep this project going."
“But thanks to one of our lab’s researchers, she secured two major investments for us.” The assistant pressed a button, lowering the curtain behind him. “Please look at the big screen; this is all our funding.”
"We guarantee that not a single penny will be wasted, and we will disclose the use of the money to the public at that time. We welcome your supervision."
"If the space carrier project is successful, it will benefit the entire society."
The middle-aged man naturally heard these words, but he just laughed dismissively.
Can Herven attract large investments?
Arabian Nights.
Who would dare to risk offending the Patch family by investing?
He only needs to casually utter a single sentence, and no family or group in O Continent will invest in a space carrier project.
Do you really think it's the Laurent family?
The middle-aged man lost interest in watching any further and said indifferently, "I'm leaving."
The steward didn't move. His eyes widened as he stared intently at the two strings of numbers on the large screen, and he stammered, "Master, look! This...this..."
The middle-aged man stopped and looked over impatiently.
(End of this chapter)
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