1777: C1777 Who Exactly Is the Dean

C1777 Who Exactly Is the Dean

Zhang: "@ $%..."

For some reason, he had the urge to scold someone.

Damn it, Fu Zhendong wasn't just dreaming, he was daydreaming!

He also wanted to dig Cameron into Yanjing University. No matter how he looked at it, it was impossible!

"Academician Fu, forget it if you are dreaming. Don't drag me with you."

"I don't have the habit of daydreaming."

After saying that, Zhang was about to hang up the phone.

However, before he pressed the hang up button, Fu Zhendong spoke again.

"This is Professor Qin's intention..."

Professor Qin? Qin Luo!

The corner of Zhang's mouth twitched when he heard Fu Zhendong's words.

"Academician Fu, on account of Professor Qin's face, I will reluctantly believe you this time." After saying that, Zhang hung up the phone without hesitation.

For Qin Luo's sake?

F * ck! This is Yanjing University. Is Qin Luo the dean or am I the dean?

For some reason, Fu Zhendong had an impulse to lose his power.

He suddenly felt that his authority and prestige as the dean had been quietly taken over by Qin Luo.

Was this a good thing or a bad thing?

To be honest, Fu Zhendong was a little conflicted.

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Done!

Putting down the phone, a bright smile appeared on Qin Luo's face.

"Congratulations, Professor Kamolong, you are now a member of Yanjing University!" Qin Luo smiled and stretched out his right hand.

"Sigh." Cameron sighed. He still held out his hand and shook it with Qin Luo. "I am glad to be able to work with you, Professor Qin."

Regardless of whether he was willing or not, he had to accept this fact at this moment.

His plan had failed, and he had failed in his plan. There was no way that Qin Luo would not tell him about his plan. Instead, he had tricked himself.

Hehe...

Did this count as him courting death?

Thinking about it, Cameron felt that it was quite similar.

- -

The storm of the literary award quickly dispersed, because there were still more heavyweight awards to be announced.

At 3 PM, the second Nobel Prize, the Chemistry Award, was about to be announced.0

Everyone's eyes were focused on a white-haired, kindly looking old man.

He had a typical Westerner's face, and there was a faint smile on his face.

John B. Gudina, a well-known scientist in the chemistry world. He was also a frequent guest of Bell's Chemistry Prize Candidate Group.

He had maintained the probability of being nominated for the Nobel Prize five times, but he had played the role of the runner for the first four times.

And this time, he was the main character of this banquet.

"Congratulations, Professor John B. Gudina, you created a world that can be charged..." With the announcement of Qu Dylan, John B Gudina received the Nobel Prize for Bell's Chemistry.

"Crack crack crack!"

In an instant, the hall was filled with applause. This time, there were no objections because John B. Gudina's achievements in the field of chemistry could definitely win this award.

The high-energy lithium batteries he invented were light, rechargeable, and powerful batteries that were now widely used in mobile phones, laptops, and electric cars, affecting the world.

In the past year, Qin Luo had created more advanced and more powerful Graphene Cell.

However, the contribution of lithium batteries to the world could not be erased.

Up until now, he was still one of the most widely used batteries in the world.

As the gold medal was hung on John B. Gudina's chest, the Chemistry Prize award ceremony came to an end.

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