1666: C1666 Birmington's Killing Move

C1666 Birmington's Killing Move

Ten minutes later, when Royce appeared again, he had a thick stack of bills in his hand.

"Boss, this is our aid bill for Massachusetts Institute of Technology this year."

"Total: 365 million..."

Royce said with a smile on his face.

360 million was not much to the Oracle Bone Text, but to a university, this was a number that could not be underestimated.

"Royce, what do you think if we take back this money?" Burmington's lips curved into a smile, his eyes narrowed, and he said word by word.

"When the time comes, the scene will be very exciting." Royce said with a smile.

"I think so too." Burmington waved his hand and said, "Then do it now."

"Understood!"

Looking at Royce's disappearing figure, Burmington's eyes lit up.

He had two reasons for doing this.

Firstly, since he had already shed all pretenses of cordiality with the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, there was no need for him to hold back against them.

Secondly, he did this to give the remaining academies a warning.

If anyone dared to oppose him, he would find them and teach them a lesson.

Burmington felt that using this thunderous method was enough to shock the entire Mi Nation.

- -

The black Mercedes-Benz stopped at the entrance of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.

"Ka Cha..."

Royce pushed the door open and walked out. He carried his briefcase and strode towards the dean's office.

As a frequent guest of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, he was quite familiar with the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.

To put it bluntly, even if he covered his eyes, he would still be able to find David Schmidt Ryan.

A few minutes later, Royce stood in front of the dean's office.

"Knock knock knock..." Royce knocked on the dean's room door.

"Come in!" David Schmidt's deep voice came from inside.

"Crack..." Royce opened the door and laughed loudly, "Dean David Schmidt Ryan, long time no see..."

Seeing Royce enter the room, David Schmidt put down the report in his hand and pushed up his glasses.

"So it's Mr. Royce. Long time no see. Please take a seat." David Schmidt looked at Royce calmly.

His calm gaze made people unable to understand his true intentions.

Facing David Schmidt's invitation, Royce did not stand on ceremony. He pulled open a stool and smiled as he sat across from David Schmidt.

"Dean David Schmidt should have already guessed my intentions, right?" Royce narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.

"Why are you here? What's the purpose of your visit? What do I know? " David Schmidt's face was blank.2

Old fox...

Royce scolded David Schmidt in his heart. He did not waste any more time and went straight to the point. "David Schmidt, you should know what Professor Cameron did, right?"

"Oh ~ So you are doing this for this. If you had told me earlier, I would have known about this. What's wrong? Is there a problem?" David Schmidt immediately replied with a question.

Question?

That was a huge problem.

"Dean David Schmidt Rene, don't you want to say something? Don't you realize that something is wrong with Professor Cameron?" Royce's face was cold and his voice was low.

Something is wrong?

David Schmidt thought about it seriously, then nodded heavily.

He suddenly realized that he had indeed done something wrong.

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