CHAPTER 128: CHAPTER 72: DON’T BE TOO RIGID ABOUT GENDER [REQUEST FOR MONTHLY TICKETS]_3

"Ahem."

She composed herself, then said solemnly, "Thank you for your affection, but I’m a little materialistic, a bit vain, and have a clingy personality—such as anyone who can’t beat me or hasn’t led a research project independently isn’t being considered for now."

This requirement was indeed too materialistic and vain, limiting potential partners severely. None of the students or even instructors present met the criteria.

But considering her faculty and the skills she displayed just moments ago, the other girls were on the verge of tears—

"I refuse to give in... I’m just too young right now. Give me a few more years..."

"You’re talking nonsense, I’m a guy, I have a better chance..."

The instructors: "..."

The world suddenly became strange.

...

Because she didn’t get her fight fix, Chu River was so frustrated that she couldn’t sleep all night.

Honestly, she had already rolled up her sleeves ready for it, holding back only thirty percent of her strength, deciding to give the instructors more chances to hit—two punches bam!

But!

But!

The instructor who showed up wasn’t even in special forces, wasn’t X Wolf! Wasn’t Captain X!

Really, she hadn’t even warmed up and everyone was already down...

This huge sense of disappointment made her heart feel stifled while lying in bed, tossing and turning unable to sleep.

Ahhh, having nothing to do is so annoying!!!

Also staying up angry and unable to sleep was Queen of Tech, Qin Manman.

She attended a party tonight—as a researcher, Qin Manman disdained mingling with this bunch of empty-headed people.

But there was no choice as the invitation was procured by Mr. Qin through much effort. Lately, who knows why, connecting with Mrs. Zhu’s side hadn’t been successful.

By rights, after many attempts, it was just to get into Tianfeng Research Institute—Manman’s qualifications met the standards, only she didn’t have any outstanding achievements on her resume.

But in Mr. Qin’s opinion—demanding achievements was ridiculous.

Fresh out of graduate school, what achievements could there be; she hadn’t even stepped into society yet!

Isn’t this like urging marriage right after graduation?

Unfortunately, Tianfeng Research Institute’s recruitment didn’t care about his opinion, only about HR’s.

Several times, Qin Manman faced setbacks. Recalling Mrs. Zhu’s cold smile at the party, her heart was still filled with gloom. But fortunately, Mr. Zhu was affable and open, seemingly a good person.

Just that... when she mentioned wanting to enter Tianfeng, his expression turned peculiar, only able to say things like "Recruitment isn’t something I can decide on" and other evasions...

Qin Manman angrily thought—these people are so aloof, not a bit sincere!

Suddenly, she was wistful and remembered how she hadn’t heard anything about Mr. Chang Geng for a long time.

She took out her phone, found that pixelated photo in her album—a picture she took when Mr. Chang Geng gave a lecture at school.

What a refined person.

What a wise mind.

And to manage the entire Tianfeng Research Institute, how outstanding!

She must get to Mr. Chang Geng’s side! She would certainly be attentive to him, take care of him, and learn deeply from him!

...

Tianfeng Research Institute.

Qin Yuze rushed to Chang Geng’s side overnight, eagerly pushing his wheelchair while saying, "I met that friend of yours, young lady’s quite remarkable! Seems to have real skills."

Chang Geng raised an eyebrow at her, "So you didn’t go over to spar with her?"

Qin Yuze: "..."

"Are you serious?" He took a while to respond, "I thought you were just saying. Besides, if I went to fight her like this, wouldn’t it be clearly bullying?"

Chang Geng lowered his head, his expression unsatisfied:

"Then she’s surely not going to sleep well tonight."

He had told Qin Yuze to go over and get beaten up, to make Little He happy, but hadn’t expected him to misunderstand so completely.

His expression wasn’t great, and he said nothing else until they reached the lab’s door; inside, the researchers, quail-like, felt the tense atmosphere and worked even harder.

Only Qin Yuze didn’t quite understand: "What’s wrong? Suddenly angry?"

Then a strange piece of fabric was shoved into his hand.

"The bulletproof material you wanted, take it and go away for a while, I don’t want to see you recently."

Qin Yuze: "..."

Getting the desired result was certainly nice, but why feel as if something was wrong?