1251: C1251 Sorbonne University

C1251 Sorbonne University

Well, a hundred million is gone. Tears silently wet Qin Luo's handsome face...

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In Pinkama Restaurant, the young man was respectfully reporting to the man in the white suit.

"Hilton Hotel? In the presidential suite, this guy sure knows how to enjoy himself." When he heard Qin Luo's residence, the coldness in the white suit's eyes intensified.

They had gone through a lot of trouble to find Qin Luo, but in the end, Qin Luo had directly moved into the Hilton Hotel, and it was even the presidential suite!

This made the man in the white suit very unhappy.

"Don't be angry, Qin Luo won't be happy for long anyway..." Eliza smiled coldly and said, "When he lands in our hands, we can do whatever we want..."

"You are right." The man in the white suit nodded and said, "By the way, what should we do with Selena and Paris? If they intervene, things will become very troublesome."

One was the princess of Northern Europe, and the other was the heir to a hotel worth ten billion. No matter who it was, they were all very influential.

"Don't worry about them. Our only target is Qin Luo. When the time comes, we will be more discreet. No one will know that we are the ones who did it." Eliza said with a smile.

"You are right." The man in the white suit nodded and waved at the young man beside him. He said, "Keep an eye on him. If anything happens, inform us immediately."

"Understood!" The young man responded and turned to leave.

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When the morning sun shone on his face, Qin Luo opened his eyes and touched his clothes which were as good as before. Qin Luo felt a little melancholy.

However, this melancholy did not last long and did not make Qin Luo feel melancholy for long.

Today was the day that the Turing Award Nomination Meeting would begin.

Looking at the time, it was already more than 8 o'clock. There was only less than an hour left until the Nomination Meeting began.

Without any time to think, Qin Luo jumped up with a carp and rushed into the washroom.

After a minute, when Qin Luo appeared again, he had already transformed into a long-legged oppa in a suit.

It had to be said that the service in the presidential suite was indeed very good. Guests had a private car to pick them up when they went out.

When Qin Luo went downstairs, a black Mercedes-Benz S600 was already parked by the side of the road.

Seeing Qin Luo come out, the driver who was waiting by the side immediately opened the car door. "Respected Mr Qin, I'm very happy to serve you. Please get in the car..."

"Thank you." After saying thank you, Qin Luo entered the car.

"By the way, where's my friend?" Looking at the empty carriage, Qin Luo asked.

"Miss Linda is in another private carriage..."

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Qin Luo's mouth twitched. The world of capitalism is so corrupt...

Maybe it was because the plan was reasonable, or maybe it was because of different ideologies, but compared to China's transportation, Paris's transportation could be said to be very loose.

Even though it was working hours now, there were no signs of congestion in the entire city.

Looking out, a large patch of green parasol trees and pairs of white and tender long legs were pleasing to the eye.

After admiring the scenery along the way for about half an hour, the Mercedes-Benz parked steadily at the entrance of Sorbonne University.0

At this moment, there was already a sea of people at the entrance of Sorbonne University.

The Turing Award Nomination Meeting Conference was a preview of the highest award in the computer world. It attracted the attention of the entire world. The top computer scientists from all over the world gathered together. From them winning the prize, the final candidate for the Turing Award was selected.

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