Chapter 41 - Xuanyuan Seven
The Older Man Is Addicted To Pampering His Wife
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
This was a simple bookshelf. If everyone hadnât stopped here, Qin Ran wouldnât feel that there was anything wrong with this place even if she came to the hospital ten times.
âDr. Wu, I advise you not to try anything. Open the secret passage and hand over what we want. Thatâs the best solution.â
As the captain spoke, he used his gun to press Dr. Wuâs head with all his might. When he saw that Dr. Wu was unmoved, he turned around and signaled the person behind him with his eyes. That person then grabbed Qin Ranâs hair to threaten him.
Qin Ran hated herself for having too many concerns. Otherwise, she would have directly dealt with these few pieces of trash before her.
At this point, Dr. Wu lowered his head and took a step back. He raised his right foot and stepped on the fifth pattern of the third brick in front of the door. Then, he picked up the painting on the wall and pressed it hard on the lower right side.
In an instant, the originally intact bookshelf cracked open from the middle, leading the walls that were almost one meter thick to slowly retreat to both sides.
This was not considered a surprise. The following scene was the one that was shocking.
It felt wrong to call it a secret room because this place was comparable to a football field. As far as the eye could see, all kinds of large-scale scientific research equipment were arranged in order, and various main computers were still meticulously calculating data.
Even Qin Ran, who had been used to big scenes since she was young, could not move her eyes away.
Meanwhile, in the meeting room on the top floor of Tian Mo Corporation, the major shareholders were looking at each other, not daring to breathe loudly. Because the Presidentâs second uncle came and insisted on taking the funds that the President was going to use to develop software to invest in a cafe.
âWhat kind of money can you earn from researching crappy software? In my opinion, youâre just a short-sighted rat.â Mo Huaiâs gaze and tone were filled with undisguised disdain.
âIf Second Uncle says that Iâm a rat, then I am. However, Iâm also the president. Iâm not allowed to use this money, then no one can touch it.â
In the beginning, Mo Chi had tried to show the importance of this software, and he had also tried to let Mo Huai understand that it was extremely important for the corporation to control the core technology. But by now, he had already completely given up.
âYouâre being autocratic and dictatorial. Youâre being unreasonableâ¦â
Mo Chi lowered his head as he slowly closed his eyes. He calculated in his heart that in another ten minutes, he would lie that he had something on and walked out of the door.
Someone approached him from behind. That person stopped half a meter away from him after he got closer. Then, he slowly bent down and stopped about seven or eight centimeters away from his ear.
The words that came next to his ear instantly cracked all the capillaries on Mo Chiâs body.
âThere was a terrorist attack at Rui Ci Hospital. Young Madam is trapped in the hospital.â
âWhat did you say?â
It was anger, nervousness, and unease.
The messenger only pursed his lips and did not speak as they were in front of many shareholders and Second Master Mo.
Mo Chi walked out of the meeting room quickly, leaving everyone behind.
âItâs a call from the butler. Heâs still guarding outside the hospital.â
She was a young lady, a young lady who had just finished her college entrance examination. Mo Chi did not dare to think or bear to think about the fear, panic, and apprehension in her heart when faced with such an emergency .
âPrepare the vehicles and personnel. I want to take control of Rui Ci Hospital as soon as possible.â
âYes, General.â
He was a general, an invincible general. How many times had he fought for the people? This time, he was only doing this for Qin Ran.
In the center of attention at Rui Ci Hospital.
âDr. Wu, if you had been so obedient earlier, you wouldnât have had to suffer so much physical pain.â Greedful laughter was mixed with ridicule.
Dr. Wu was burning with rage. It was as if there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat. It could neither go up nor down.
âNow that things have come to this, hand over the research results of Xuanyuan Seven to me.â
Xuanyuan Seven. It was actually for Xuanyuan Seven. But hadnât Xuanyuan Seven been destroyed more than ten years ago?
Countless thoughts flashed through Qin Ranâs mind. Compared to the terrorists before her, she wanted to know who Dr. Wu was and why the research results of Xuanyuan Seven were in his hands.
âDr. Wu, itâs up to you to decide whether the research results or lives are more important.â
This sentence probably stimulated Dr. Wu, who was past his prime, woke him up. The lives in front of him were important, but not as important as Xuanyuan Sevenâs research results.