Chapter 695: Professor Zheng

Hua Group is truly a team led by Chou Hua, Sister Hua; they are nothing if not professional.

Through various technical means, they ultimately identified the leaker.

It was none other than Ji Changhai.

He had long been targeted by people from the Shanghai Americas Club. Even back when the research institute had not yet been bought by Zheng Qian, they had coveted some of the research materials within. Unfortunately, the most critical parts were intercepted by Zheng Qian, so they had to look for other ways.

"No... that can't be, right..."

Upon hearing this, Ji Changhai broke out in a cold sweat.

Although he said that, in reality, he was already seven or eight parts convinced.

What Zheng Qian said was too plausible, almost completely laying out his entire trajectory of behavior. If this matter truly escalated, and ultimately led to Huaxia Mobile being accused of infringement and unable to launch because of him...

Then his culpability would truly be too great.

Not to mention the astronomical claim of 2.5 billion USD, the mere rage of his daughter was something he could not bear. Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at his daughter below, and his heart felt even more painful.

"Rest assured, Anmushi... Professor Ji Muxi doesn't know about this. In her eyes, you are still a very reliable old father. It's just... sigh, can you stop playing matchmaker so recklessly?"

"Look at the person down there, is he a decent person?"

Zheng Qian flicked the ash from his cigarette, tossed a pack of hard-box yebei over, and said with a tone of disappointment at his failure to meet expectations.

Ji Changhai tremblingly lit one and smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry, I really didn't expect things to turn out like this... Well, I've asked many people about the guy down there; he's very outstanding, and his family business is doing quite well, I..."

Before he could finish, Zheng Qian waved his hand.

Looking at him indifferently, he spoke, "So, you still think of this matter as a family marriage alliance? You keep saying you love your daughter the most, but which of the things you've done is something a truly loving father would do? Actually, I just don't understand, why are you in such a rush to hold a grandson that you have to pressure Professor Ji Muxi? Artificial insemination is so convenient now, just make another one yourself!"

Ji Changhai was left speechless by Zheng Qian, just smoking with his head down.

He was also seriously considering this question.

Indeed, why must he force his daughter to marry?

She had clearly stated that she liked academic gods, not these kinds of entrepreneurs, second-generation rich, or third-generation rich. Even sitting on the second floor, he could feel his daughter's displeasure on the first floor. Looking at how she was fidgeting, she probably wanted to leave a long time ago.

"His name is Zhang Jihan. He is a core member of the Shanghai Americas Club and is very close to Shang Yanxiong. His family is in the futures business, and they do indeed have some wealth. But he is not a good person. Is anyone who gets so close to Shang Yanxiong a good person?"

Zheng Qian pointed at the person below and said indifferently, "If you still want to be a good father, especially if you don't want your daughter to become increasingly disappointed and disheartened by you, go down now, take Professor Ji Muxi away, and end this blind date."

"I..."

Ji Changhai stood up subconsciously.

However, he hesitated immediately afterward; he wavered.

Perhaps he still held a glimmer of fantasy in his heart; what if... what if it worked out? What if Professor Ji Muxi liked this type? He had personally met Zhang Jihan; he was gentle and refined in his speech, a young talent, more outstanding than the vast majority of people he had met.

And there were no scandalous rumors around him; he was much better than... better than Zheng Qian... right?

His family was also so wealthy; if there was a chance for cooperation in the future, his career would definitely reach a higher level.

"You really, truly disappoint me." Zheng Qian shook his head, pinched out the cigarette butt with his bare hands and threw it in front of Ji Changhai, then stood up and pushed the door open to leave, "If you don't go, then I will. I value Professor Ji Muxi highly and do not want her to be affected by these kinds of things and impact her research mood. The competition is coming up soon, and I will not allow any mishaps."

As he said this, he opened the door.

"I... you..."

Ji Changhai took a few steps forward but still froze in place, not moving any further.

By this time, Zheng Qian had already arrived downstairs.

Before he even got close, he heard their conversation and almost laughed his head off.

Professor Ji Muxi: "Hey, did you study abroad in the United States? PhD, or did you go to a postdoctoral research station?"

Zhang Jihan: "Master of Business Administration, and I..."

Professor Ji Muxi: "Oh, so that's a Master's degree. Not a very high academic qualification... When I was at a postdoctoral research station, I was specially appointed as a professor by MIT. Then, what was the impact factor of the papers you've published? Have you published any SCI papers? How many scholars have cited you?"

Zhang Jihan: "I haven't published any similar papers, but I..."

Professor Ji Muxi: "Oh, so that's a no. Then what about your commercial achievements that you are so proud of? Aren't you an MBA student?"

Zhang Jihan: "Speaking of this topic, I'm getting excited! When I was in college, I invested two billion to acquire..."

Professor Ji Muxi: "Wait a second, two billion, where did it come from? Wait, wait, wait, wait... Let me guess, did you take 100 yuan yourself, and then your father gave you two billion?"

Zhang Jihan: ...

Professor Ji Muxi: "Have you published any books?"

Zhang Jihan: ...

Professor Ji Muxi: "Have you won any awards?"

Zhang Jihan: "I've won scholarships and was named..."

Professor Ji Muxi: "Named a 'Three-Good Student'? Sorry, the United States doesn't have 'Three-Good Students', and you're already studying for a Master's degree, why would you be named a 'Three-Good Student'? It's just a lousy scholarship, is that something to be proud of?"

Professor Ji Muxi: "The awards I'm talking about are influential international academic awards. Do you have any?"

Zhang Jihan: ...

Professor Ji Muxi: "Oh, so that's a no. Next question: A monkey squatting under a tree, a monkey riding on a tree, how many monkeys in total?"

Zhang Jihan: 8?

Professor Ji Muxi: "A monkey riding on a tree! There are 2 monkeys in total! Can't you even handle a kindergarten brain teaser?"

Zhang Jihan: ...

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that Zheng Qian was worried that Zhang Jihan would suddenly have his Dao heart shattered and be unable to resist attacking in a rage, he definitely wouldn't have broken up this conversation. It was just too interesting. If he had known Professor Ji Muxi was so good at roasting people, he would have come down sooner.

No, he should have installed a pinhole camera here beforehand.

It was damn well more interesting than any reality show.

Zhang Jihan was roasted until his face was red, unable to express his suffering, sitting uneasily, feeling as if he were sitting on pins and needles, with a fishbone stuck in his throat. Even though he was wearing shoes, Zheng Qian noticed that he was awkwardly digging his toes into the ground, having already dug out an entire Forbidden City.

However, seeing that Professor Ji Muxi was unaffected, Zheng Qian was finally relieved.

"Yo, Professor Ji, what a coincidence? Are you taking an exam?"

He walked over, laughing.

Seeing Zheng Qian walk over and change the subject, Zhang Jihan was so moved he wanted to cry.

He's really... I could cry.

I was about to die of embarrassment!

Although he hated Zheng Qian very much, at this moment, right now, he loved Zheng Qian to death. This man who relieved him from the awkward situation had truly won Zhang Jihan's favor. He swore that he would never curse Zheng Qian behind his back again.

"Ah, Professor Zheng, you're here!" Seeing Zheng Qian, Professor Ji Muxi's eyes lit up immediately.

Because his previous communications with Zheng Qian had been very pleasant, and he was able to subconsciously answer many difficult questions, many people in the research institute respectfully addressed Zheng Qian as "Professor Zheng," even though he had never said what his academic qualifications were.

Of course, Professor Ji Muxi would only call him Professor Zheng when she was in a good mood; usually, it was President Zheng or Zheng Qian.

He... he... he is Professor Zheng?

Zhang Jihan looked at Professor Ji Muxi abruptly. How could he not see the excitement in this girl's eyes? It was completely different from the disdain she showed him; this was a kind of heartfelt admiration. Could Zheng Qian... actually be a scholar?

That awesome?

Doesn't he have many women around him?

Could it be that his research topic is "On How to Find a Group of Top-Tier Girlfriends and Make Them Devoted to You"?

At this moment, Zhang Jihan's Dao heart also shattered.