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Chapter 188

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Bypassing the courtyard, Bei Yunge walked along the long corridor and found the reception room.

However, she did not expect to meet a young man cleaning glass on the way.

Bei Yunge was speechless.

Did the people in the computing institute love life so much?

"Hello, Uncle. May I know how to get to the reception room?"

Hearing this address, the young man's body trembled and his face darkened. He turned around and wanted to curse.

However, when he saw Bei Yunge's face clearly, his face was filled with shock.

"It's … it's you?!"

The young man's heart was in turmoil, but all his doubts were resolved!

However, when he regained his senses, he became agitated again. "Why is it you? It's actually you?? Are you kidding me?! "

So, the person who paralyzed the headlines and accurately sent Qin Lang's anti-fans to the police station was Bei Yunge herself?!

There were no other big shots at all!?

When the young man thought about how the security system in the hospital that he could not even make was made by Bei Yunge, his heart skipped a beat and he sprained his ankle.

His entire body fell out of the window!

At this moment.

His eyes widened in fear. In the process of falling, he saw Pei Yunge quickly and considerately move the bucket under him away with the tip of her foot.

It was not enough to make him drenched.

However, the next moment.

The young man still screamed and almost lost his life.

"Ouch, my waist!" The young man's face was distorted from the pain.



A few minutes later.

The young man regained his senses and looked up to meet Bei Yunge's gaze.

The two of them looked at each other and were silent for a long time.

The young man said, "Thank you."

Bei Yunge said, "… You're welcome."

One dared to say it, while the other dared to respond.

In the long corridor.

The young man held his waist and limped with Bei Yunge to look for Zhong Shenglin.

"My name is Si Chengyan. You can call me Brother Yan."

Bei Yunge could tell that he had deliberately emphasized the last few words. "… Okay, where is Elder Zhong?"

"Old Master planned to let you use the Deputy Director's research lab. He probably went to see the layout. "

Bei Yunge did not expect Zhong Shenglin to care so much about her.

She nodded. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Grandpa likes you a lot. You have to know that I only had the privilege of having my own research lab last year. "

Si Chengyan looked at her sourly. "If you sign with our agency, I don't know how much he will dote on you."

"Marcus is also very good to me." Bei Yunge chuckled.

Although it hadn't been long since they signed the contract, Marcus did clean up a lot of her messes.

"With your qualifications, you'll be worshipped like an ancestor no matter where you go, okay?"

Si Chengyan was indignant.

He was only nineteen years old!

In the future, he would definitely be a rare genius that every country would fight over!!

Bei Yunge smiled nonchalantly and followed Si Chengyan to another building.

But right at this moment.

Cheng Zihuai, who was passing by, was stopped by a graduate student who had just entered the institute this year.

The senior pointed at Si Chengyan excitedly. "Did you see that boy? He's not even 30 years old and is a guest professor of computer science at our Yuncheng University!! "

When Cheng Zihuai heard this, he was about to size up Si Chengyan when he suddenly noticed the figure beside him.

His expression changed!

Wasn't that Bei Yunge?!

How did she get into the computing institute?!

"Why are you in a daze? Did you hear what I said? "the senior said unhappily.

"I'll go take a look."

Cheng Zihuai's face darkened and he wanted to chase after her. But then, he was stopped by the senior.

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