Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Director Jiang?” Zuo Qiurong stared at the middle-aged man and gasped.

How could she not know Direction Jiang, the person-in-charge of the Research Institute?

Direction Jiang turned to look at her, but she looked unfamiliar, and he didn’t recognize her. He turned and just nodded at her.

“Can you two prepare yourselves?” he then looked at the other two and spoke very politely.

Scholar Liao and Scholar Lu had left at 7 am.

They told Brother Ye that someone from the Research Institute would find him soon, but when morning passed and nobody came, they thought nobody would come for them.

Who knew that someone from the Research Institute would actually come during lunch…

Qin Ran was still looking at Principal Xu’s profile. He was typing and still had yet to reply to her.

She threw her phone aside, opened the drawer, and took out a blue file.

“Brother Ye, this is the information you gave me. I organized it again.” Qin Ran casually handed the file to Brother Ye. “I’ll have to trouble you to go over with him. I have other matters to attend to.”

“Little Junior, I can’t…” Brother Ye returned to his senses and subconsciously rejected.

Under these circumstances, everyone knew that going to the Research Institute would allow the researchers to remember him. Especially since the opportunity from the middle-aged man was extremely hard to come by.

Seeing that Brother Ye didn’t accept it, Qin Ran stood up and directly pressed the folder to him. “Go.”

Direction Jiang was still waiting at the entrance.

Realizing that Qin Ran was determined not to go, he gave her one last silent look and turned to leave with the folder without saying a word.

Direction Jiang knew that this was someone the Research Institute had taken a fancy to and was very polite to Brother Ye.

He led the way.

The two exited and passed by Zuo Qiurong standing stiffly not far away.

After a long time, she was still standing in place, shocked and in a daze.

She had clearly heard what Director Jiang said. Director Fang’s car was just parked at the laboratory’s entrance. To alert even Director Fang, Qin Ran must have really discovered something for Brother Ye to have his status as the fourth-level researcher almost finalized.

As the person-in-charge of the Research Institute, Direction Jiang was someone both her and Brother Ye looked up to.

At the thought of Direction Jiang’s attitude to Brother Ye just now…

She already wasn’t surprised that Brother Ye would become a fourth-level researcher at the end of the year. She could imagine how, with Direction Jiang and the researchers’ simultaneous optimism towards him, his path ahead would be full of opportunities.

Originally… she also had this opportunity…

She turned and looked at Qin Ran.

It would be fine if she didn’t know about this.

Brother Ye had told her about Qin Ran more than once, but she had been swallowed by jealousy at that time and couldn’t bear to listen to him.

The opportunity had been at her fingertips, but she had given it up all by herself. Zuo Qiurong knelt on the floor and burrowed her head in her knees.

Sitting at her table, Qin Ran opened her document without feeling any burden on her shoulders.

Principal Xu, who had been typing all this while, finally sent a message—

… Who?

Qin Ran put down the document and directly replied to him.

My senior from the laboratory.

After harping for a long time, Principal Xu finally replied very quickly and generously.

Principal Xu: Pass the information to me, I’ll go register it now.

Qin Ran raised an eyebrow.

She sent him Brother Ye’s information.

Principal Xu’s application had to be reviewed for a day or two. Qin Ran thought about it and decided to ask Brother Ye only after the review.

With an additional team member, their efficiency would improve.

Although Brother Ye hadn’t said anything, Qin Ran could tell that his dispute with Zuo Qiurong resulted from her.

**

At the same time.

In the Research Institute.

An elder in black clothes stood outside the institute, his eyes darkening as he watched the members inside.

The middle-aged man turned to look at him. “Director Fang, that Qin Ran…”

“She’s from Ninghai Town,” Fang Zhenbo turned and said in a particularly hoarse and striking voice.

“She’s really…” The middle-aged man’s expression changed.

Pursing his lips, Fang Zhenbo stood watch outside the window for a long time before turning around. “Have you contacted the people from the museum?”

“The museum director is playing dumb and saying they can’t find it.” The middle-aged man returned to his senses and frowned.

“How could it be?” Fang Zhenbo’s voice was warm and his tone gentle. “Continue keeping a lookout.”

**

In terms of equipment, the Research Institute had the best.

Scholar Liao and Brother Ye stayed in the Research Institute for the whole day without coming out.

Cheng Mu came at 10 pm to fetch Qin Ran.

These two days, Cheng Juan was either busy with the museum matters or constantly listening to Cheng Weiping’s report on Qin Ling.

Qin Ran stopped at the entrance, changed into slippers, and hung her coat aside.

Cheng Mu followed her inside. “Miss Qin, the chef has left supper for you.”

Plopping down onto the sofa and hugging the pillow, she leaned her head back and reached out to press her right wrist. Upon hearing this, she just slightly looked up and lethargically said, “No need.”

Cheng Mu turned a deaf ear and went to the kitchen to bring out the supper dishes and a cup of tea.

Qin Ran blankly looked up at him.

“Master Juan ordered me to,” he immediately said.

This was the new skill taught by Cheng Jin. In situations where he was put on a spot, he could just use their names in front of each other.

It worked.

Qin Ran took the spoon and slowly ate.

Remembering something, Cheng Mu went to take three thick stacks of documents and placed it beside her. “Butler Qin gave these to me when I went to the hospital today. I think they’re the selection information.”

Since these were for Qin Ran, he didn’t peek and kept it a secret until now.

“Selection?” she asked as she flipped through the three stacks of documents.

It seemed to be the Fourth Master’s set of questions for Qin Ling…