Yasmin Zane could indeed see that there was a part of July Quinn’s PPT document that was shorthand.
So when July Quinn raised this issue, she was worried.
But she thought that this PPT was just something that July Quinn had Assistant Keaton draft for her. Even if she knew the content behind it was shorthand, the crux of the matter was whether she could convey the essence of that part.
So she returned to her confident and composed smile.
Because in her view, July Quinn’s level of education was far from enough to support her in articulating the key points of that part. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel[f]ire.net
"In that case, why don’t you elaborate on the shorthand part from the end? But... do you know what geopolitical culture and urban spirit are?"
But under Yasmin Zane’s smug demeanor, July Quinn gave a charming smile, "Whether I know or not, you’ll see once I explain."
Some people just refuse to cry until they see the coffin!
July Quinn didn’t glance at Yasmin Zane again, but just nodded slightly to the others in the meeting room.
"Then my apologies for taking up a bit more of your time. I’ll continue with the remaining part. However, I’m a bit rusty with Chinese; I’ll use English."
As July Quinn’s words fell, Supervisor Hughes laughed mockingly.
No knowledge, but trying to show off her skills!
Where does she even get the nerve!
Kyle Keaton remained silent, just watching July Quinn.
Miles Jacobs silently watched his financial backer.
If the financial backer doesn’t move, I don’t move.
As for the others, they didn’t make much noise, as either of the two staying on the project had nothing to do with their interests.
Thus, July Quinn began her presentation.
As her fluent English and professional vocabulary flowed from July Quinn’s mouth, everyone’s amazed gaze fell on her face.
Especially Yasmin Zane, whose jaw dropped in shock.
How could July Quinn, who never even attended college, have such fluent English pronunciation?
The key was, not only was her pronunciation accurate, but her presentation was also captivating.
She not only perfectly elaborated the part she had previously omitted but also expressed a view more remarkable and unique than Yasmin Zane’s earlier one.
Among the members participating in the Caelan Sea project, two were native English speakers and praised July Quinn’s articulated views relentlessly.
When she finished her presentation, Miles Jacobs took the lead in applauding.
"Very good, this insight and perspective are more novel."
"Even if it’s just part of the content, it’s explained more comprehensively than Yasmin Zane’s and intertwined with the entire text again."
The native English speakers nodded repeatedly.
As for Kyle Keaton, he continued to watch July Quinn with his dark, inky eyes.
Sooner or later, he was determined to clear the layers of mystery surrounding her...
Only Supervisor Hughes and Yasmin Zane looked a bit embarrassed.
Because in comparison, Yasmin Zane merely spoke about the surface level of the PPT, whereas July Quinn elaborated on its depth.
To whom this PPT belonged, it was self-evident.
Yet, Yasmin Zane was still stubborn, refusing to admit it: "You think just because you’re articulate, it proves this PPT is yours? A thief plagiarizing others!"
Facing the accusation, July Quinn seemed unnaturally calm.
"Miss Yasmin Zane, do you still insist that I plagiarized your PPT? Very well, may I confirm again, when was this PPT created? Has it always been stored on your computer?"
"Of course, it was from when the HR supervisor assigned the task."
As soon as Yasmin Zane spoke, July Quinn suddenly began operating her computer.
The projector was always connected to July Quinn’s computer, so everyone could see July Quinn opening a document and entering a series of letters.
The speed was so fast that they couldn’t see what she was typing clearly, only roughly glimpsing the screen’s text lines jumping.
During this process, almost everyone looking at July Quinn was dumbfounded.
Was this the legendary act of a hacker invading someone else’s computer?
Similarly, Miles Jacobs was quite puzzled.
In his understanding, July Quinn was someone who scarcely knew how to read, living in impoverished countryside with no access to high technology.
But now she was invading someone else’s computer, blatantly!
Could an illiterate person do this?
He then looked at Kyle Keaton, wanting to ask what was going on?
Only to see Kyle Keaton, who had shown no change in expression throughout the meeting, suddenly curl his lip into a devilish smile.
Miles Jacobs was even more puzzled.
But he didn’t know that Kyle Keaton realized that his nominal wife might not only have an astonishing education but might also be a top figure in the hacking world...
Those hand speeds weren’t something an average hacker could possess.
Why were the abilities she displayed completely at odds with her profile?
While Kyle Keaton was pondering this question, July Quinn hit the enter key.
All operations ceased, and a dialog box popped up on the screen...