strictlysupreme Chapter 398 This is my destiny alpha25
Chapter 398 This is my destiny alpha25
"Principal, you agreed to this without even seeing the information he provided? If he is a liar, does he want us to play along with him?"
The dean was particularly excited. "I was the one who worked on this project before. I am very confident in starting it again this time. So what if DYS comes back? No matter how talented he is, he is still a yellow-haired boy who hasn't even graduated yet!
The youngest member of our research team is Yan Di, who is 30 years old this year. Which of the others is not over 35 years old?
But we have watched Yan Di grow step by step. We trust him and understand him, so we are willing to cooperate with him.
But Wen Hongxuan, you don't even know the principal, so how can you put him in the group?"
"Dean, Wen Hongxuan is my former schoolmate. He is very talented and I can vouch for him."
After listening to everyone, it seemed that there was only one person in the room who was willing to speak for Wen Hongxuan.
"Alas," the principal sighed, "When he returned to China, several schools were competing for him. I was so angry that I agreed to his conditions.
Now that I think about it, it would be fine if he really had something, but if he was just a show-off, it would cause trouble for the school."
Mo Yang didn't want to listen anymore, and went forward to kick the door, but Wen Hongxuan stopped him first, and raised his hand to knock on the door politely.
Mo Yang touched his nose, and under Wen Hongxuan's gaze, he took a step back and stood behind Wen Hongxuan, as obedient as a quail whose fate was pinched by the scruff of the neck.
Hearing the principal's question inside, Wen Hongxuan gave his name. When he heard the voice calling him to come in, Wen Hongxuan took Mo Yang's hand and opened the door and went into the house.
"Principal." Wen Hongxuan had met the principal via video before and greeted him first.
Then he looked around, paused for a moment at the youngest figure inside, nodded slightly and called out "Senior Yan."
"Hongxuan?!" Yan Di's eyes lit up when he saw Wen Hongxuan talking to him, "Long time no see, you——"
"What do you mean long time no see?" Mo Yang pulled Wen Hongxuan to his other side and blocked Yan Di's sight with his body. "This is not a place to reminisce about the past."
The person opposite the principal suddenly sneered, "This is naturally not a suitable place to reminisce about the past. Since he is here, why not show us the so-called core information so that we can know whether this person is qualified to join our research group."
"Are you the dean?"
When entering the room, Xiao Qi introduced everyone in the room to Wen Hongxuan. They were all members of the scientific research team who came with the dean to attack him.
“You don’t have to get close to me so early. I’ve seen many young people like you who are called geniuses.
Unfortunately, Beijing University has never lacked talent. If you want to join the team, you must show something today."
Wen Hongxuan still had a smile on his face, without any emotion of being looked down upon. "Medical research is a rigorous and lengthy process. Our project hasn't started yet. Can you let me get the core data first?
It's not that I don't trust you, but I'm afraid that leaking secrets in advance will not be of any benefit to our research topic."
Wen Hongxuan raised his lips and looked at the dissatisfied dean, "I have signed a formal employment agreement with Peking University. The conditions for my teaching at Peking University are clearly written in the agreement, and the process is legal and compliant.
I apologize for the delay in starting the project for the entire group due to the estrus period, but I will make up for this week's progress later.
As for the core information you mentioned, I'm sorry to say that you are not qualified to ask me to give you anything at this moment."
"You--" The dean was scolded by a junior in front of so many people, and his already dark face now turned red and white.
"Wen Hongxuan, people like you are nothing but academic frauds who are swindling others for profit!"
"Hey," Mo Yang frowned in dissatisfaction, "Just talk, why make personal attacks? Didn't my Hongxuan explain it clearly?"
It was because this was a school and Wen Hongxuan was holding his hand that Mo Yang restrained himself.
After all, it is a place for academic research. Having a minimum of respect for intellectuals is also a recognition of Hongxuan. That's why Mo Yang has the patience to listen to them talk so much useless stuff here.
"Who are you?"
As soon as Mo Yang spoke, the people in the room realized that there was a stranger who didn't fit in here.
It’s not that he didn’t see Mo Yang before, but he suddenly realized that Mo Yang didn’t seem to be a member of the school, and he shouldn’t be here to listen to their internal conversation at this time.
"Hey, classmate?" The principal saw that Mo Yang looked quite young and thought he was a student. "How did you get in? We are in a meeting. Please go out first."
Mo Yang sighed and pulled the hand he had been holding with Wen Hongxuan so that everyone could see, "What kind of meeting are you holding? A struggle meeting specifically targeting my lover?"
"You, your lover?"
The principal looked at Wen Hongxuan with a puzzled expression, then at Mo Yang.
He remembered that Wen Hongxuan was clearly an alpha, and the person next to him, who was a little taller than Wen Hongxuan, should also be an alpha.
this--
Noticing the random glances in the office, Mo Yang's patience was almost exhausted.
"You," Mo Yang raised his hand and pointed at the principal. His action was not respectful, but Mo Yang had his reasons.
"The Mo family gives your school 50 million research funds every year. Even if I throw this money into the river, I can still see the splashes on the surface of the river. As a principal, you have been perfunctory in giving me the report on the use of the research funds in the past few years. Don't think I don't know."
In order to establish its corporate image, the Mo Group spends a small amount of money every year on charity, scientific research and sponsorship of national projects.
Mo Yang doesn't care how the money is used specifically, but if you really want to find out, even he, the president of Peking University, can't explain clearly what the 50 million yuan is used for every year!
"You, you are—"
After hearing what he said, the principal finally realized that something was wrong. His brain worked quickly and he finally recalled the footage he had seen in the news about the Mo Group, as well as the young president of the Mo Group, Mo Yang, who was praised to great heights in the news.
"Are you Mr. Mo?!"
Mo Yang snorted, "It's not easy, to make you, the principal, remember me."
Wen Hongxuan wanted to laugh when he saw Mo Yang's arrogant look, and he secretly stroked Mo Yang's palm twice with his index finger.
Mo Yang's cheeks felt hot when he felt his little movement. He increased his strength and held Wen Hongxuan's hand in his palm to prevent him from making trouble again.
"Mr. Mo, what are you doing..." The principal saw that it was a real person and immediately stood up from his chair, "You didn't even tell us in advance that you were coming, so we should have been prepared."