Chapter 489: Paparazzi Friend Invitation

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The words weren’t big, but they were very clear.

The last time Brother Ye and Qin Ran reported on the reactor, their rating had already reached the preparatory fourth-level researcher of the Research Inst.i.tute.

He was only 27 years old.

He reached the senior researcher level several years earlier than the average person.

But who knew that the results…

He was directly promoted to the third level?!

Of so many researchers up and down in the Research Inst.i.tute, their average age at the third level was basically about 40 years old, other than a few geniuses like Scholar Liao.

They could still accept Brother Ye’s name being on the list, but Qin Ran’s name below was extremely shocking!

As a deputy second-level researcher, she was one level higher than Brother Ye.

The stamp underneath the file belonged to the Research Inst.i.tute and basically confirmed this fact.

That was to say, Qin Ran just entered the Research Inst.i.tute as a deputy second level researcher.

The laboratory was full of accomplished people in the physics world. Before that, these professors had only expected her to be the highest third-level researcher and didn’t expect her to directly become the deputy second level researcher.

There were still researchers above the deputy second level in the Research Inst.i.tute.

But a 21-year-old as the deputy second level researcher held a different weight.

As a 21-year-old deputy second level researcher, as long as there were no deviations in the future, she would have basically no problem becoming one of the giants in the Research Inst.i.tute.

The noisy laboratory suddenly fell silent.

“I remember that Song Luting was only a deputy third level researcher when he entered the Research Inst.i.tute?” someone muttered silently after a long pause.

The others exchanged glances.

They had heard of Qin Ran’s reputation long ago.

Beijing University’s Bug Qin… she was really deserving of this reputation.

It was no wonder a 21-year-old deputy second level researcher, a genius named by Continent M, caused such ripples throughout the domestic physics world.

The group of doctors and professors were silent for a while before continuing to discuss it again.

While the others in the laboratory were still excited and worked up, Dean Jiang was already frowning.

At the side, Brother Ye also felt like he was floating. Originally, he could only reach the normal fourth level researcher standards even with three years of struggle…

Who knew that in just a few months, he had directly surpa.s.sed the fourth level and directly became a researcher on the third level?

The calmest person in the room was Qin Ran.

She just stood on the side and glanced at the name stamped under the good news—

[Fang Zhenbo]

Looking down with lowered eyelashes, she continued reading the summary given to her by Scholar Liao.

Holding a pen with her thin and desolate fingertips, she re-planned what Brother Ye had yet to draw a conclusion on.

Her phone in her pocket vibrated.

She took out to see a message from Cheng Wenru asking her if she was free to go to the Cheng family’s house tonight.

Old Master Cheng had been waiting for her since the morning. She had been in the laboratory after Near Year’s and had yet to visit the Cheng family.

Cheng Juan had ignored Cheng Wenru when she asked him about it and had only asked her to take care of the Cheng family’s affairs.

She could only ask Qin Ran herself now.

Leaning a little on the table and tapping her fingertips on the screen, Qin Ran pondered for a long time before replying to her—

[Yes.]

**

At 6 pm.

Most of the doctoral professors in the laboratory had left, leaving seven of them still studying Qin Ran’s five-man project with Scholar Liao.

Qin Ran informed them and directly left.

Dean Jiang, Zhou Ying, and Brother Ye sent her out, while the rest were too immersed in the project and couldn’t peel their eyes away.

Qin Ran had already noticed Cheng Juan’s car parked on the roadside. The air conditioner in the laboratory was already turned on very wide, and its proximity to the reactor made it stuffy and hot. She didn’t need to wear a scarf when she came out and didn’t even b.u.t.ton up her coat.

Walking to the last step and waving to the three of them, she was about to leave when she suddenly remembered something and turned sideways. “Dr. Zhou, Dean Jiang, Brother Ye, do you have time on 1st March? I have a personal matter.”

“1st? I think so.” Beijing University started school on March 1st, and Dean Jiang was very busy, but he would definitely free up his time for her.

Both Brother Ye and Dr. Zhou had yet to take vacations these days and could no longer stand the high-intensity work. They were planning to take a vacation, and after hearing Qin Ran, they planned to take two days off at the end of the month.

“Little Junior, don’t tell me you have a project?” Brother Ye glanced up at her and paused.

He had even managed to partic.i.p.ate in the top project, ICNE.

He was Ye Mingqiao, a man who had sailed past the stormy waves.

He felt like he could remain stable whatever project Qin Ran threw at him.

“No, but I have a banquet with the teacher I told you about,” Qin Ran said, touching her chin, and thinking of how Princ.i.p.al Xu’s invitation cards had yet to reach her.

She did the math and realized that she actually had quite a few friends in the circle.

Nan Huiyao, Lin Siran, and the others added up to 10 people.

As for Lu Zhixin and the others… they might die of anger if they knew she was going to take over the Research Inst.i.tute.

Of course, not only that, but she had invited Lu Zhixin for a meal alone because he liked a quiet atmosphere. Even she herself was annoyed by such a banquet, much less him.

Qin Ran said goodbye to the three.

She opened the co-pilot door and got into the car.

Inside, the lights were turned on, and Cheng Juan was sending a message on his phone with his head lowered.

When she got in, he calmly put away his phone.

“Should I invite my friend?” Leaning back, she held her phone and pondered slightly.

She never understood how to get on in the world and had been accustomed to arrogantly doing whatever she wanted.

Cheng Juan turned the car keys. “Which friend?”

“The paparazzi friend,” she replied.

“The one who sent you the medicine?” Cheng Juan laughed and drove onto the main road. “She’s also in Beijing? Go ahead.”

She nodded and sent He Chen a message—

[Are you free on March 1st?]