Su Ce took a deep breath and said, "Yeah."
Aisha brought over an account book and said, "Sir, there was an account of 20 million yuan before. It was in your personal account and has never been entered. The finance department asked me how to record it."
Su Ce glanced at it and said, "Remember to donate to charity."
Aisha: "Hmm? Did you donate?"
"Well, we donated a building to Yangyin in the name of our A Qiao."
Aisha raised her eyebrows: "Okay, I understand. I'll talk to the finance department."
After Aisha left the lab, Lao Fang said, "Professor, do you want to recruit some more people? I'm afraid we've reached a bottleneck in our thinking and can't come up with new solutions for the time being. Injecting fresh blood might give us different inspirations."
"You should pay attention to students from top medical schools at home and abroad. If there are suitable ones, recruit them."
"Yes, Professor."
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On Monday, Wen Qiao went to school with a big bump on his forehead. Everyone who saw him wanted to poke him, but Lu Youyou stopped him, saying, "It's a bee sting. Don't touch it. Keep your claws under control."
Yu Shu was happy: "What did you do? How did you get stung by a bee? How did you provoke the bees?"
Wen Qiao pressed a tissue on the big lump and pressed it gently. It was itchy and painful and really uncomfortable. Applying ointment was only a temporary solution. Doctor Lin said it would take at least three days to go away and he couldn't even wash his face.
But when I thought about the bags all over Qiu Ya's face, I suddenly felt that she was still okay and still within the tolerable range.
"I went to work at the Fu family's farm, and then I was stung by a bee."
Yu Shu sighed, "You're going to work? Mr. Fu actually let you work on the farm? His doting girlfriend persona is going to collapse."
Wen Qiao pressed the bag and said, "I wanted to go by myself, but he wouldn't let me go."
Yu Shu: "Is it because the old man doesn't like you, so you want to use this method to make her look at you with new eyes?"
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow. After all, she was in a wealthy circle, so Yu Shu's views on problems were very insightful.
"Um."
"Hey, there are many such old-fashioned old men in the so-called celebrity circle, including my grandfather, who also has a deep prejudice against family status. Don't pay attention to such old men. I hate these people the most. They think they are superior just because they have a little money."
Wen Qiao: …
How could this person be so cruel that he even cursed his own grandfather
After Wen Qiao finished playing a piece, Lu Youyou came over with the registration form: "The Lily Award will be held in April. There are only 46 nominees from all over the country. It's very strict. Seeded contestant Wen Qiao, you must train hard these days."
The second seed is Song Yu, who plays the piano, and the third seed is Zhuang Yan.
This is the key training target of the Central Conservatory of Music.
"What about you?" Wen Qiao moved his wrist bones.
Lu Youyou raised an eyebrow: "I practice too, but I don't know if I can be shortlisted. It feels a bit uncertain. The Lily Award is not a joke."
Fang Duo asked someone to bring a big bag of milk tea and desserts.
"Ladies, you must be tired after practicing the piano for an entire afternoon. Have some milk tea and take a rest. Miss Fang will pay for all the dinner tonight."
Lu Youyou took a small piece of cake and put it in her mouth: "Does he look like a second-generation rich kid who is stupid and has a lot of money?"
Fang Duo snorted and sat next to Wen Qiao, ignoring Lu Youyou who always quarreled with her every time they met.
Fang Duo: "Hey, Wen Qiao, there's something I haven't figured out yet."
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow: "What's the matter?"
"Didn't our family donate a building to the school before? Someone on your side also donated a building in your name. Was it Mr. Fu?"
(End of this chapter)