June looked solemn: "We are making good progress. We have broken the gene sequence and reassembled it. This will be of great help in the research of special medicines. The He Yang you recruited is very good. Although he did not graduate from a famous university, his way of thinking is very divergent and unconstrained."
Wen Qiao nodded: "That's good."
She understood a little bit and then left the laboratory.
June is a boy and May is a girl, and they are both Su Ce's loyal subordinates.
He Yang was not around, June whispered, "Mr. has been researching synthetic blood for her, but unfortunately he fails every time."
May sighed softly: "I feel that Mr. is too concerned. He has never failed in other fields. Maybe every time he invests in this research, his mentality is not right. He is too anxious."
June nodded: "Yeah, I think so too. The gentleman really treats Wen Qiao as his daughter, but he has encountered a bottleneck in blood synthesis. He is really suffering."
"I hope we can figure it out as soon as possible. I really don't want to see you suffer."
"It's hard for you to get results even if you do research yourself. Is there anyone in the world who is more authoritative than you in the pharmaceutical industry?"
"He Yang, who was recruited by Wen Qiao, also specializes in blood."
June chuckled: "Even the master can't figure it out. Do you still have high hopes for such a little boy?"
May shrugged: "It's hard to say."
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In the evening, Wen Qiao returned to Fu Nanli's residence. When he was sitting on the carpet in his study writing music, Fu Nanli received a call.
"It's Wu Zhe from Fenlin calling."
Wen Qiao paused while holding the pencil: "You take it."
Fu Nanli answered the phone. On the other end, Wu Shaodong still had a bandage on his left arm. He was so spoiled that Wen Qiao threw him over his shoulder and his arm was dislocated.
It is urgent to win over Mr. Fu and stand on the same side with him.
Damn girl, how dare you do this to him!
"Hello..." The lazy voice of the follower came, and Wu Zhe couldn't help thinking in his heart that Young Master Fu's voice was quite nice.
"Hello, Mr. Fu."
"Um."
"It's like this. You are currently the second largest shareholder of my company. The largest shareholder is Wen Qiao. You know that, right?"
Fu Nanli pressed the hands-free key, "What's wrong?"
Wen Qiao was watching the show silently.
"Are you willing to be pressed down by a woman?"
Fu Nanli's eyes involuntarily deepened by two points, "If she is willing to suppress it, I am willing to do it."
Wen Qiao slowed down and realized that the man seemed to have been driving the car silently, and couldn't help but glance at him.
A smile appeared on Fu Nanli's lips.
Wu Zhe on the other end had no idea that Young Master Fu was driving, and hurriedly said, "That little girl is only 20 years old this year, still a college student, and seems to be in the entertainment industry. She feels so superior after composing two songs, and doesn't take anyone seriously. Young people nowadays are so arrogant and don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."
Wen Qiao: …
Does she have it
"Well, is that so?" Young Master Fu said slowly.
"Yes, we must teach this little girl a lesson, what do you think?"
Fu Nanli chuckled: "Well, I also want to teach her a lesson."
Wen Qiao put down the music score and pencil in his hand, stood up, stepped barefoot on the long-haired carpet, walked to his side, and mouthed, "What did I do? Why do you want to teach me a lesson?"
Fu Nanli stretched out his hand and pulled the man onto her legs. His breath sank, and Wu Zhe immediately became excited: "How about we join forces?"
(End of this chapter)