"Young Master Ye, this is the situation. Should we use the method proposed by Guan Yan? If so, the review procedures..."
"I'll find someone to review it. You guys just follow what she says. I'll be responsible if anything goes wrong."
Dean He's tangled expression suddenly cleared up, and he immediately agreed, "Okay, Master Ye's words are enough. I also believe in Guan Yan."
The man on the other end of the phone sneered, and his deep and charming voice came out through the phone: "I don't believe her, but I believe in another person."
He Yuan: “?”
He seemed to have clairvoyance and continued, "I believe my girlfriend."
He Yuan: “…”
Dean He: “…” So, he is already in his fifties or sixties, and he still has to be shown affection by young people early in the morning
As an academic who has been engaged in scientific research since the 1970s, he is not good at relationships, let alone dealing with other people's displays of affection.
Dean He was silent for two seconds before he managed to say, "I wish you a happy marriage."
He said this with a hint of annoyance.
What is he talking about.
A man's pleasant voice came from the other end of the phone: "Thank you."
He Yuan: “…”
Dean He wanted to hang up the phone.
Fortunately, Ye Wangchuan changed the subject and said seriously: "Dean He, you can trust Guan Yan. She is here to help us."
Dean He also recovered from the subtle embarrassment. He wanted to nod, but then realized that Ye Wangchuan couldn't see him, so he answered in a deep and serious voice: "I believe it."
He believed that Guan Yan was sincere in helping them. After all, the cost of building a complete Starlink was unimaginable, and Guan Yan lent them one of the satellites, which in disguise destroyed the integrity of the Starlink that he had worked so hard to build.
There is no need for Guanyan to take such a big risk just to cheat on the data.
After Dean He finished the call, he quickly discussed the result with others and asked He Jia to go out and call people in.
"OK!"
He Jia ran out happily with the folder in her arms, ready to call back the two people who had given them space to hold the meeting.
When I went out, I saw a lot of people standing outside the corridor.
In addition to Sister Guan Yan and Mr. Bo, whom she was familiar with, there were two other people.
The man standing with Sister Guanyan had bloodshot eyes as if he was about to cry. Next to him was a graceful lady who was looking at the two of them with a complicated expression.
She thought the two men looked familiar, so she walked closer and took a closer look, and recognized them.
"Aunt Qin?"
"Jia Jia." Mrs. Qin also saw her come out, raised her eyebrows, and was embarrassed for a moment. Her dignified expression collapsed for a moment, then she walked over, took He Jia's hand, and greeted her affectionately: "Why did you come out? I haven't seen you for a long time. Is your father okay?"
He Jia was not used to her holding her hand, and was too embarrassed to pull it out in public, so she explained, "Well, we're having a meeting inside, and my dad is in there too."
She was a little surprised why Mrs. Qin was here.
"Aunt, you..."
"I came here for something." Mrs. Qin was a strong woman after all, so she just answered perfunctorily. She also stole a glance at Guan Yan and Qin Si, especially Guan Yan. She felt a little complicated. She had to say that what Guan Yan had just said to Qin Si touched her. She admired Guan Yan's knowledge and intelligence, but Guan Yan was right. Their family could not accept such a daughter-in-law.
So after a brief moment of regret, Mrs. Qin retracted her gaze and said to He Jia in public: "Do you have time at noon? Qin Si and I will have a meal with your father?"