He copied a copy of the video using his mobile phone, and then sent the video file to Ji Lingfeng via email.
Do all this.
Feng Yu put down his phone, exhaled a breath, and smiled with a relaxed and happy look in his eyes: "With this video, the Ji family will have nothing to say."
He held the tea in one hand and spoke calmly, as if waiting to see what happened: "... I'll see what they say next."
"Yeah." Ye Wangchuan responded casually.
Feng Yu looked at him, then remembered something, put down the teacup, and asked him, "By the way, when do you plan to return to the institute?"
Ye Wangchuan had just taken his phone back from him and was about to send a message to a girl when he heard Feng Yu asking him about this.
He paused, raised his head, and met Feng Yu's gaze. He suddenly felt a little overwhelmed: "I haven't considered it for the time being."
"I knew you would say that." Feng Yu smiled, looking like an easy-going old man, and said with a smile: "I have told your teacher about your situation in the Independent Continent. I will not force you to return to the institute. As for him... you know, I don't like to meddle in other people's affairs. If he wants to find you, you can tell him yourself."
Shi Fu is a man of few words and a bit dull in character. People like him often have one characteristic - stubbornness!
When Ye Wangchuan ran away, Shi Fu was so angry that he couldn't eat for several days.
Although he didn't say it out loud afterwards, he still believed in his heart that Ye Wangchuan was his student, and always reserved a spot for Ye Wangchuan in the Level 8 laboratory.
Now Cao Yanhua always comes on as a substitute.
In fact, Shi Fu was still thinking about the good talent he had met before—Ye Wangchuan.
Shi Fu was very clear about the differences in talent among everyone, and he did not discriminate, but Cao Yanhua's ceiling in research was visible to the naked eye.
It was obviously unrealistic for him to entrust the results of his lifelong research to Cao Yanhua, so Shi Fu still wanted to find Ye Wangchuan back over the years.
Of course, there is now another similar genius in the Level 8 laboratory, Qiao Nian.
Shi Fu was not as persistent as before.
But Qiao Nian was just starting out after all, and if Ye Wangchuan was willing to go back, it would certainly be the best for Shi Fu. "Dean..." Ye Wangchuan was speechless by his move, supporting his forehead with his hands, covering his eyes, with a helpless smile on his face.
Feng Yu, however, acted as if nothing had happened, and didn't even blink an eye with such a thick skin.
Before Ye Wangchuan finished speaking, his phone had already received a text message from Shi Fu - [When will you be back? ]
Be brief and to the point.
The purpose is clear.
The corner of Ye Wangchuan's mouth twitched and he looked at Feng Yu again.
Feng Yu became calmer, holding up the teacup to cover half of his face, like an old fox: "You don't have to refuse so quickly, Qiao Nian is also in the institute, what if you want to come back one day?"
Ye Wangchuan lowered his eyes, but this time he didn't say anything so decisive: "... Let's wait and see."
…
Qiao Nian returned to the villa and just went upstairs to take a shower.
When she turned around, she received a message from He Lin.
[He Lin: Miss, Mr. Ji has already contacted the institute, you may be fired from the First Institute.]
[He Lin: Mr. Ji has called the dean of the First Research Institute and has asked to fire you. You should... be mentally prepared.]
Qiao Nian read the two text messages he sent her, pulled out a chair, put one leg on the edge of the chair, held the phone in one hand, and turned around to send a message to Feng Yu.
"Sun: I heard I'm going to be fired?"
(End of this chapter)