"How can this be?"
Li You didn't believe the news at all.
She already knew Yu Guiwan's identity before.
If she wasn't just an idiot, how could she have the ability to become a leading teacher in such an international competition?
Others may not know the importance of leading teachers.
But it is impossible for Li You and Song Zhiyu to be unclear.
It is precisely because it is clear that it feels impossible.
Song Zhiyu also frowned, "Mr. Jiang is too ridiculous, isn't he? He actually interfered in such an important matter."
Fang Jingyi couldn't help but chuckle when he heard the disbelief in their words.
To be honest, he didn't believe it at first.
But it is what it is.
"Jiang Yuhuai was not involved in this matter."
Hearing this, both of them were stunned.
Fang Jingyi continued unhurriedly, "It was Mr. Yang who gave the order himself."
"Mr. Yang?" Li You lost his composure for the first time.
An image suddenly flashed through her mind.
That was the first time she met Yu Guiwan, at the gate of Beijing University.
At that time, Mr. Yang saw her from a distance and walked over anxiously to see her.
At that time, she doubted whether Yu Guiwan's identity was some kind of new student.
It was the person that Mr. Yang planned to cultivate in the laboratory.
But unexpectedly, after learning Yu Guiwan's identity, she completely rejected this conjecture.
He has never even been to university, so having the opportunity to enter Peking University is already a blessing that Yu Guiwan has cultivated throughout his life.
But now...
Every word Fang Jingyi said made her speechless.
"Does she know how to heal?"
Almost instantly, Li You asked subconsciously.
Hearing this, Fang Jingyi was silent for half a second, "Not sure."
Nowadays, news about the Beijing University of Science and Technology laboratory is being kept secret.
Not only do they not know, but perhaps even the professors in the Peking University laboratory who oppose Yu Guiwan don't know.
Mr. Yang made up his mind to make Yu Guiwan the leading teacher in this competition.
It is useless for anyone to object.
What's more, even Hai Da intervened this time.
Mr. Chu is here.
Even if those professors objected, it would not help.
Song Zhiyu didn't expect that so many things would happen after he left the laboratory for a while.
I didn't expect Mr. Yang to be so confused.
No matter what, he wouldn't ruin the future of Peking University just to have a good relationship with Jiang Yuhuai.
Seeing the two people's indignant looks, Fang Jingyi just smiled lightly and didn't explain anything.
After leaving the laboratory, a confidant asked him curiously, "Master, why did you tell them so much?"
Fang Jingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you believe that a person in his early twenties can have better medical skills than the professors in the laboratory?"
The confidant shook his head decisively, "Of course I don't believe it."
Even Li You, once the youngest researcher in the laboratory.
She is not young anymore either.
He is just a researcher in the laboratory.
In terms of medical skills, it is not considered superb at all.
At most, it's just that he has a lot more experience than others in experiments.
These are talents cultivated with certain resources.
But what about Yu Guiwan?
A young lady who was abandoned by her family.
I grew up in a small place with no resources or anyone to train me.
How can one be qualified to become a team leader?
Fang Jingyi's eyes were dark, "I don't believe it either."
But what if?
He wanted to see if this was possible.
…
The old house of the Jiang family.
Mr. Jiang already knew that on Yu Guiwan's birthday, Mr. Yang and Mr. Chu both went to Tanyuan.
Even he was a little surprised when he heard the news.
It seems that Mr. Yang should be confident in letting Yu Guiwan become the leading teacher.
Otherwise, if Mr. Yang is fooling around, how can Mr. Chu join in the mischief?
The old housekeeper lowered his head and did not dare to interrupt.
Mr. Jiang was silent for a moment, sighed silently, and asked, "Have you delivered the gift I asked you to send to Tanyuan?"
The old housekeeper nodded in response, "I have already sent it to you. I also told the people in Tanyuan that the gift was given to the Third Young Madam by you, and they have accepted it."
"Just take it."
Mr. Jiang nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
It's not that he doesn't want to deliver it in person.
It was because he knew that Jiang Yuhuai would not let him in.
Since his appearance would make them feel unhappy, it might as well not have appeared at all.
"Butler, am I getting old?"
Mr. Jiang stood up with a cane, came to the window, and looked down at the Jiang family's old house. There was only loneliness in his old eyes.
The old housekeeper looked at his back that was no longer straight, wiped his eyes, and smiled, "How could that be? Master, you are still very tough."
Mr. Jiang waved his hand, "Don't coax me. I know my own business."
The old housekeeper said nothing.
"I just hope that I can see them truly happy in my lifetime. That would be enough."
Mr. Jiang said in a desolate voice.
It's not like he didn't know that they were not happy at all staying in the Jiang family.
But, what can be done?
Except in the Jiang family, he could no longer protect them.
…
Here in Tanyuan.
Since it was the weekend, Yu Guiwan went to bed late and naturally got up late.
When she finished cleaning up and went downstairs.
I saw a pile of gifts piled in the corner of the living room.
The girl walked downstairs slowly, glanced at the pile of things, and asked, "What are those?"
Could it be another surprise prepared by Jiang Yuhuai?
Jiang Xi silently glanced at the silent man sitting on the other side of the sofa, and answered truthfully, "It's a gift sent by someone from the old man. He said it was for you, young lady."
"For me?"
Yu Guiwan was stunned for a moment, and looked over there again. There were enough piles in a corner, and he was silent for a moment, "Are they all there?"
"Yes."
Yu Guiwan: "..."
She walked over to the sofa and sat down expressionlessly.
"Is your habit of sending gifts in bulk hereditary?"
