Qin Manman was about to explode with anger!
How old is she really, she’s just 26! Not even 26!
She always felt she was good at dressing up, youthful and beautiful, but just now, two people actually called her "auntie"!
Especially, it was one thing for Chu River to speak up, after all, it was clear she was a very young girl, perhaps not even an adult.
Merely a Little Yellow, his tanned skin from summer driving practice hadn’t faded, and his hair was a mess; saying he was eighteen or nineteen... quite shabby.
This kind of guy, and he called her auntie?
Her face flushed red, just about to lose her temper, but unexpectedly, Mr. Qin still had a bit of sense left; having learned that the researchers from Tianfeng Research Institute had just passed by, and realizing they hadn’t even looked at him, he quickly advised his daughter:
"Alright, alright, Manman, let’s go back to the room and talk."
In public, what if they left a bad impression on someone from the research institute? Dragging her forcefully, he managed to get Qin Manman away.
Little Yellow, proud of having stood up for the big sister against this annoying woman, puffed his chest out like a big golden rooster:
"Sis, how about it? Having me around is worth it, right?"
Chu River nodded, deep in thought, "You’ve made quite some progress lately."
Little Yellow immediately fell into a dizzying sense of pride.
Back in the hotel room, Mr. Qin was still sighing:
"Manman, what’s going on with you, lately you’ve been getting more and more restless, knowing Tianfeng has high standards, it’s one thing to want to get in, but there are so many little problems."
Mr. Qin was also at his wit’s end: "You said before the paper would produce results, and also said for the science competition your team would win awards... Now none of these have happened, you’re trying to get in empty-handed, it’s always going to be more difficult, your dad is really worried to death..."
He felt frustrated too; his own daughter getting into such a school, of course, he believed she was outstanding.
But there are so many excellent people in the world, and Tianfeng Research Institute is extremely demanding, unless she had advantages beyond academics, it’s really tough to handle.
Yet Qin Manman, once so confident, now was falling short—
"Look at you now, saying those odd words, making the researchers have a bad impression, it will probably be even harder in the future!"
Qin Manman also felt a bit regretful.
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She had made plans and had been working hard, like seriously writing her papers, and participating in the science competition as part of a team...
The paper she wrote seriously was passed at graduation but didn’t even count for impact factor. She struggled to get into Lu Ran’s team, only to find that although she got in, she didn’t get any papers, awards, or attention from the leaders...
Nothing came her way!
Clearly, Lu Ran had promised, who knew he’d suddenly change his mind! He even got the paper published in a famous journal in the end!
But it had nothing to do with her!
Really... thinking about all the effort from the entire summer, Qin Manman felt murderous.
How could one maintain a calm mind?
Here she was, planning to perform well, only to make a bad impression on the Tianfeng people by saying the wrong thing...
Now facing Mr. Qin’s questioning, she regretted it too!
——If her dad hadn’t kept asking, she wouldn’t have said those inappropriate things...
But now that it was too late, she could only speak dejectedly:
"Forget it, Dad, there weren’t many people who heard today, and they didn’t speak, I’ll just pay more attention tomorrow."
at the expo tomorrow, lend a hand to people from Tianfeng, try to restore the impression a bit.
She took out her phone and looked at the profile photo on her lock screen, her heart pounding:
Mr. Chang Geng, she must get close to him!
Such an excellent person, she would definitely accompany him well, progress together, work hard together...
Tianfeng Research Institute.
Facing the meal the assistant just brought, for some reason, Chang Geng’s throat tightened, this sickly feeling that couldn’t be vomited up made him cough continuously, until the assistant finally brought some water to help soothe him, only then did he start to feel better.
Yet when he turned his head, he noticed the golden sand in the little hourglass beside him was silently accelerating its flow downward.
He frowned tightly—why did it suddenly speed up?
Even if their disruption advanced the plot, there should still be some time left according to their calculations...