Maria, however, gave a strange smile. "Look! She admitted it!"
She didn't have a good time, and she wouldn't let Sara have a good time either!
Lucy coughed and asked Sara, "Do you know that there's something wrong with your thesis?"
Sara nodded. "I know."
The vice president looked at her with great interest-although he still had a cold face.
Lucy was puzzled. "Since you know there's something wrong with it, why do you still use it to participate in the competition?" Wasn't it asking for trouble?
Maria was afraid that Sara would turn around and say that she did not intend to participate in the competition. She quickly said, "She wants to use this thesis to participate in the competition! All the professors know about it!"
Sara looked at her and there was a smile in her eyes. "Well, you're right."
Lucy was speechless.
The little girl looked so beautiful. She was delicate, white, and tender, which was loved by everyone at a glance. Why was she so stupid?
She looked helplessly at the vice president. "Well... How do you want to deal with it?"
The vice president still leaned back in his chair and asked Sara, "Tell me your reason."
Lucy was speechless. "You weren't so gentle to Maria before," she thought.
Sara nodded and said, "This method is actually feasible. Although the medicine is essential, I have studied another type of anesthetic. It's not the same as traditional anesthetic and it's relatively mild, so it won't counteract the effect of the medicine. I have a sample here."
She said as she took out a small bottle from her bag. The transparent glass bottle was filled with light gray liquid. She bent over and put the glass bottle on the desk. A gust of wind blew over. At that moment, the vice president smelled a very light orange sweet scent.
Lucy was a little surprised, "Then why didn't you state in the thesis the new anesthetics?"
The vice president also looked at Sara with a pair of cold and indifferent eyes.
Sara said innocently, "Because I want to write another thesis to patent application for anesthetics!"
Everyone: "..." Everyone: "..." Everyone: "..."
He actually couldn't refute it.
The vice president didn't look at the bottle of anesthetic. He just said to Lucy, "Get someone to do the experiment."
Lucy nodded her head in understanding. "Okay."
She took the bottle of anesthetic and nodded to Sara and others. "You come out first with me."
Lucy took them to a lounge and left. She said that it would take about an hour to get the result, so she asked them to wait for a while.
Maria's face was very ugly, like a ferocious evil ghost Rakshasa, which made Johnny dare not speak to her. Sara, however, stood by the French window and took a photo of the Research Association and sent it to Hank.
Hank quickly replied: Is it fun?
"It's so funny! The buildings here are all very beautiful."
Rogue: I'll pick you up later?
51: No, no, the people of the General Manager Association will send us back! Uncle, have you had dinner yet?
After all this time, it was almost lunch time.
Stinking rogue: No.
Sara didn't reply. She took out her mobile phone and called a private home cuisine to order takeaway. She also ordered a few dishes that Hank liked and a stomach-nourishing chicken soup. She didn't know whether it was Hank's stomach that often had a full meal when he was out of the task earlier or not. It had always been not very good.
Maria looked at Sara, who was playing with her phone leisurely, and suddenly said, "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
Sara put away her phone and glanced at her. Without denying it, she said in a soft voice, "Yes, I did it on purpose."
Maria stood up from the sofa in a flash. "Bitch! You deliberately framed me! You're a bitch..."
"You don't have to scold me," Sara said. "After all, it wasn't me who begged you to steal my thesis. I was wronged and used my thesis to participate in the competition. Senior, I warned you a long time ago that if you owe me something, you have to return it. There are some consequences that you can't afford."
Maria's chest was heaving with anger. "You did it on purpose... you did it on purpose..." As if she could say these words back and forth, she suddenly collapsed and cried, "I have nothing! Future, career, honor...nothing! It's all your fault! It's all your fault!"
Sara was shocked by her shamelessness. If she was a normal person, shouldn't she be ashamed at this time? How could she have the face to say these words?
However, Maria didn't find anything wrong with herself. She stared at Sara with hatred and said, "I don't believe that you can develop a new anesthetic. Don't be complacent. If there is a problem with your thesis, your ending will only be worse than mine!"
Sara didn't want to argue with her, so she said, "Ah, is that so? But I still have a benefactor. My benefactor will protect me."
"..." Maria was so angry that she almost pounced on Sara to bite her.
Fortunately, Johnny grabbed her desperately and said, "Sister! Sister, calm down! If you were here to beat people, it would be really over!"
Sara picked a sofa and sat down, no longer paying attention to Maria.
Maria cursed with hatred, and the rest of the lounge was full of curses that she couldn't hear. Sara was a little shocked- this senior was not good at academic studies, but she was good at scolding people!
If Maria knew what she was thinking, he would probably die of anger.
Hank sat in his office. The expression on his face was not very strict. His face was even very pleasing to the eye, but the other people at the meeting table were still on tenterhooks.
A branch of the general manager said in a trembling voice, "Master Hank, we are going to invest in a piece of land this year. The higher-ups will intend to build a subway there. There will be a perfect market..."
Hank looked down at his phone, which was still silent. The expression on his face didn't change, but his eyes were cold- Sara didn't reply to his message.
Master Hank was a little depressed. If he felt depressed, he would become unfriendly. He looked at the general manager of the branch lazily and said, "If you want to invest, hand in the proposal."
The general manager: "... Yes."
Hank thought of something and asked, "Are you referring to the land near Heaven in the west district?"
The general manager nodded quickly and said, "Yes, it's there."
Hank let out a derisive laugh. "That place... Who told you that we're going to build a subway there?"
The general manager said, "It's just a rumor I've heard."
Hank sneered, "That's fake news. There's no big project this year."
The general manager sweated profusely all of a sudden.
At this time, Hank's cell phone suddenly rang. His eyes suddenly became warm. He lowered his head and picked up the phone. Before the warmth reached his eyes, it became cold-the takeout phone call.
Hank hung up the phone and threw it aside. He said to Bella, "Do you still leave my phone number when you order takeout?!"
He was innocent. "Master! I didn't order takeout!"
Hank's cell phone rang again. His expression was cold as he answered, "Answer it."
Bella quickly picked up the phone. After a few seconds, he coughed and whispered, "Sir, Miss Martin ordered takeout for you."