Kyungseong University.
The meeting in the morning shocked the entire laboratory.
Most of the people who can sit in this position are the heads of various laboratories.
Everyone was shocked after hearing what Mr. Yang said.
"Mr. Yang, why do you want to remove Professor Song from the laboratory? The experiment he is currently researching has reached the final stage, and there is a high probability that he can break through the problem of the Medical Bureau. How can you remove him from the laboratory at this time? no……"
The people present were basically old people in the laboratory.
Professor Song's strength has indeed been recognized by them.
Otherwise, it’s not like being the head of a laboratory.
As soon as this was said, everyone else at the conference table nodded.
In their view, nothing is more important than experimentation.
Mr. Yang was sitting in the first place, listening to the discussion of the people below, and said without changing his expression, "No need to say any more, I have already decided."
After the words fell, everyone else's expressions didn't look very good.
Although everyone is one of the leaders of the laboratory.
But compared to Mr. Yang, he holds the power of life and death in all laboratories.
He did have the right to remove people from the laboratory without notifying any of them.
But before this, Mr. Yang had never done such a thing.
Many things will be discussed with them.
This also makes them feel respected.
But now, Mr. Yang suddenly made this decision so forcefully that everyone present could not recover for a moment.
They also reacted in a daze.
In this laboratory, Mr. Yang has absolute say.
An old professor with a high reputation spoke up, "Old Yang, we will not interfere with your decision, but when it comes to such an important matter as the removal of the head of a laboratory, do we also need to know about it? What happened in the meantime?"
Hearing this, many people nodded in agreement.
"Yes, we also know that Mr. Yang is not a person who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, but we also have to explain to the outside world."
The relationship between the Beijing University Laboratory and the major families in Beijing is inextricably linked.
He rashly removed a person in charge.
At the same time, we must also give an explanation to the family behind it.
There was no expression on Mr. Yang's face.
He suppressed the matter at the police station, concealed Yu Guiwan's identity, and simply stated the cause and effect of the matter in a concise and concise manner.
No matter how strong the laboratory is, they must not lose the laboratory's face outside.
Li You's injury to his hand was indeed a crucial matter.
But she absolutely shouldn't, and she hurt an innocent person.
He even brought the matter to the police station.
Professor Song was also involved.
After listening, everyone present was speechless.
Mr. Yang looked at everyone with a serious expression, "This matter has been decided. If anyone still has any objections, just find a way to go to the police station to eliminate the impact."
"As long as the reputation of the laboratory can be restored without removing Song Zhiyu, I can agree."
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.
Of course they don't have this ability.
Someone hesitated for a moment, and then said, "That side of the Fang family..."
Mr. Yang paused, "If the Fang family has any objections, let the Fang family come to me."
…
Tanyuan.
Yu Guiwan walked downstairs slowly.
She seems to be in good spirits.
Jiang Yuhuai looked gentle, "What are you going to do this afternoon?"
Ling Feiyan is on vacation these two days.
She is also busy with her album.
Preparing for the shooting of the MV.
Jiang Yuhuai approved her leave without saying anything.
Yu Guiwan took a bite of meat and said, "Watch a show."
Nothing could make her happier than watching a bloody drama.
Jiangdong and Jiangxi were incomprehensible at the beginning, but finally chose to become numb.
Jiang Yuhuai chuckled, "Looking at it for too long will make your eyes uncomfortable."
Yu Guiwan glanced at him lazily and swallowed the food in his mouth.
"so what?"
Jiang Yu coaxed, "Shall I teach you how to play the piano?"
Yu Guiwan: "..."
She stopped picking up the food and looked at him expressionlessly.
Jiang Yuhuai raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong? Isn't it possible? Or do you plan to wait until Ling Feiyan comes back to learn?"
Yu Guiwan took a bite of the spareribs, and the crisp bones crunched loudly.
"Okay, you teach."
Quite a bit gnashing of teeth.
Jiangdong and Jiangxi did not dare to speak out at all.
Jiang Yuhuai seemed to know nothing and smiled happily, "Okay, after dinner, we will go to the piano room."
Yu Guiwan didn't want to talk to him.
…
after an hour.
In the piano room.
Yu Guiwan sat on the piano bench.
Sitting next to him was Jiang Yuhuai.
He was looking through her notes.
Jiang Xi prepared tea and snacks for them, glanced at them, and then fell silent.
Anyway, he didn't understand.
Jiang Dong was dealing with other things in the living room. When he saw him coming out, he looked a little strange, so he casually asked, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xi's expression was very complicated, "Just...what do you think the effect will be after the young lady learns to play the piano?"
Jiang Dong paused while typing on the keyboard and raised his head, "What do you want to say?"
He heard Yu Guiwan play the piano.
I can’t say it doesn’t sound good, but I can’t call it good either.
Jiang Xi was speechless, "I just saw the young lady's piano notes, and they were full of... ghost drawings."
Jiangdong: "..."
…
At the same time, in the piano room.
Jiang Yuhuai patiently read through dozens of pages of ghost drawing notes.
He smiled and pointed to the ghost-drawing talisman on it, "Who taught you this?"
Yu Guiwan glanced at it and said lazily, "Teached by Teacher Ling."
"Did she ask you to draw these?"
"No." A complex look flashed in her eyes, "It was Teacher Ling who said that if I like any notes, I should write them down."
That's not a ghost talisman.
It's her own musical notation.
Everyone has their own creative habits.
Inspiration sometimes changes quickly.
Whenever she creates, she doesn't like to follow the rules, so she just randomly draws symbols that only she can understand.
I just didn't expect that he would understand.
Jiang Yuhuai put the note on it and raised his hand.
Yu Guiwan's eyes flashed and she watched his movements.
Notes sounded smoothly from his fingertips.
It clearly looks like a bunch of messy ghost drawings.
It popped up and turned into a piano piece.
The last note fell.
Jiang Yuhuai's brows were frowned tightly and could not relax for a long time.
