Chapter 133: Why Bother Killing Them All

In Wan Jianyong's view, everyone is a colleague, so it's over if you make a decision like this, why bother to kill them all?

But Zhu Yangchao was otherwise, he seemed determined to crush Liu Minzhong.

Now that Zhu Yangchao is going to make trouble again, Wan Jianyong is going crazy.

Help Zhu Yangchao fight for resources, he fights. Help Zhu Yangchao get privileges, he does. Helping Zhu Yangchao engage in academic fraud, he also did it.

But the blind connivance caused Zhu Yangchao to keep pushing his nose and face, and now, he, the dean of the Institute of Economics and Information Technology, has become a subordinate.

But now, he really can't turn his back on Zhu Yangchao, so he can only smile wryly: "Then I'll try it..."

"By the way, there is one more thing. In the selection in November, I made a default appointment."

"Who?" Wan Jianyong suddenly became alert, could it be Nan Ming?

"Li Jie." Zhu Yangchao said.

Wan Jianyong almost scolded his mother.

Nan Ming was identified by him as cheating at the time. If he became Zhu Yangchao's student, wouldn't that be a slap in the face?

Although he promised the school that he would apologize to Nan Ming and restore his reputation, there was a lot of room for maneuver.

And if it was Li Jie, it still made him feel troublesome. If he needed to deal with related personnel, Li Jie was the one who should be dealt with the most, but he couldn't deal with it.

He has already decided to deal with Li Jie coldly from now on. This guy has caused him so much misery, how can he help him again?

"Okay, that's it." Wan Jianyong wanted to say something, but Zhu Yangchao had already hung up the phone with a snap.

"I'm XXXXXX!" Wan Jianyong almost lost the phone in his hand, and a series of national curses burst out.

Grandma's Zhu Yangchao, you said something so lightly, you're fucking trying to kill me!

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Yangchao picked up the phone, pressed a few buttons casually, and said, "Xiaojuan, come to my place."

Not long after, a woman came in, stood at the door a little nervously, lowered her head and asked Zhu Yangchao, "Teacher, you call me."

Zhu Yangchao stood up, walked towards the woman, and said with a smile, "Xiaojuan, how about my new custom-made clothes? Do you think it's okay for me to wear this clothes to attend the meeting of advanced scientific and technological workers in the afternoon?"

The woman lowered her head and clenched her fists tightly, trying to run away, but she didn't dare to move her feet.

No matter how expensive and elegant the clothes are, they can't cover up the disgusting aura on that person's body.

Suddenly, she thought of a piece of news, a sneer appeared, and then it was well concealed, turning into a face of indifference, she looked up at Zhu Yangchao, and said: "Teacher, I just heard something wrong. The good news is that Professor Liu Minzhong's Vision Research Institute seems to have a turning point."

"What did you say?" Zhu Yangchao, who was full of desire, froze suddenly. Hearing Liu Minzhong's name, it was as if a basin of water had been poured over his head. The thought just now had completely disappeared.

Her voice was calm, but there was a strange sense of revenge in her heart. She smiled and said, "I heard that a member of the thin team is a student of Liu Minzhong, and there are many teams rushing to invest in his team. It is said that the investment amount It has already reached hundreds of millions, and the conditions are very favorable. With the help of this student, it is estimated that funds will no longer be a problem."

For Liu Minzhong, this matter is actually not a big opportunity, although it is said that many professors have no research ability in the end and rely entirely on their own disciples.

But a thin team is not enough for Liu Minzhong to rely on.

Hearing the news, Zhu Yangchao waved his hands and said, "Don't worry, he's just a grasshopper after autumn, he's only been around for a few days. A thin team doesn't have the weight to fight me head-on."

But he was still not at ease after all, and asked again: "This thin team, do you have any specific information?"

Xiaojuan smiled slightly, turned around and left, it seemed that the old pervert was not interested for the time being.

Not long after, when Zhu Yangchao saw Nan Ming's identity, his eyes suddenly lit up.

That legendary disciple of Liu Minzhong turned out to be a student of their School of Economics and Information Technology!

Moreover, it was Nan Ming who participated in the programming competition last time and lost the first place because of unfair treatment!

"Hey... Liu Minzhong, Liu Minzhong, you never thought I would do this trick..." Zhu Yangchao laughed, picked up the phone, and called Wan Jianyong again.

"What else do you want?" Wan Jianyong's tone over there was very bad.

"Principal Wan, I have one more thing to trouble you about. The student named Nan Ming in our academy, I also want him to be my student."

At that moment, Wan Jianyong's dissatisfaction disappeared. If it wasn't for the phone call, he would have embraced Zhu Yangchao's ugly face and kissed him fiercely.

Just now he was still struggling with how to apologize to Nanming and the others, how to satisfy them without losing his identity too much. Now there is a good opportunity delivered directly to your door.

Didn't Nanming and the others participate in the programming competition to become Zhu Yangchao's disciples? Now that this opportunity has come to him, what is there to be dissatisfied with?

Of course, Nan Ming was the only one who could get this opportunity, but the other two were supposed to accompany the prince to study, and recommending a few opportunities for them to study with other professors would surely satisfy them.

After hanging up the phone, both Wan Jianyong and Zhu Yangchao had smiles on their faces.

It's done!

...

On the way from downtown Qingyang to Qingyang University, a Buick car painted with the logo of "know it, learn to drive" was speeding, and Li Jie was on the phone in the back seat.

"Nan Ming, that bastard! It's too insidious!" Li Jie only felt a surge of anger in his heart, and wanted to vent it, but he couldn't.

He never dreamed that the thin team would have Nan Ming's participation.

As for that bastard Nan Ming, besides skipping class, being lazy and putting on a show, what else could he do?

Reminiscent of the situation when Duan Zhixue was forced into the water by the drone, and he almost fell into the lake himself, I still don't understand that this is Nan Ming's blatant revenge!

This kind of person is too shameless! To use such shameful means to retaliate!

And according to Duan Zhixue's reliable information, Nanming actually spent hundreds of millions of dollars in order to pile up the last god-blocking and killing-god-killing drone "Chaos"!

In fact, what Nan Ming said at the beginning was 270 million U.S. dollars, which is equivalent to nearly 1.7 billion yuan in RMB.

However, Li Jie would never believe that Nan Ming's drone was worth 1.7 billion, only a fool would believe it!

However, if there is no 100 million yuan, can such drones be piled up? That's impossible!

On the phone, Duan Zhixue sneered and said, "I didn't expect Lu Zhenguo to be such a person. If I can find out the source of the 100 million yuan, hehe..."

But such cruel words did not make Li Jie feel very relaxed, he only felt that it was unfair.

If Lu Zhenguo can give Nanming 100 million, why can't Chu Chunhui?

What Chu Chunhui gave him was nothing more than Duan Zhiqi's secret help. Up to now, it has only opened up some joints for him, found him a useless big company to support him, and gave him some insignificant material support. That's all.

For example, the current car was sponsored by Duan Zhiqi's "Zhiqi Network". The driver in front of him appeared to be a coach who taught him how to practice the car, but in fact he was his full-time driver. Jie Shao yelled, and followed his instructions properly. Even though he had only driven Li Jie for two days, Li Jie already felt that he couldn't do without him.

When he just got this car, Li Jie was so happy that he almost floated, he also owns a car!

But now that I think about it, this car is only around 300,000 yuan, so what is it compared to Nanming's 100 million yuan?

unfair! It's not fair!

How could he win such a fundamentally unfair competition?

"Brother Duan, what do you think I should do?" Li Jie was suddenly disheartened.

"What to do... No matter how hard it is, I must persevere..." The boss doesn't like losers, but he doesn't like people who give up lightly.

In fact, Duan Zhixue was also complaining desperately in his heart, what should I do, how do I know what to do!

If I hadn't helped you back then, the boss wouldn't have looked down upon me, but now that I've helped you so much, you've lost so badly!

I really don't know if you are too weak, or Nan Ming is too strong!

When Duan Zhixue thought this way, he suddenly became disheartened and said, "Boss is going to attend a meeting of advanced technology workers this afternoon. I'll go and prepare first... You should think about what to do next..." To be continued.)