His tone was full of nostalgia, admiration, and an indescribable pride.
More importantly, that little girl was his fellow junior sister, and they were separated by over 50 years.
And their 106-year-old master, RIVO, personally took charge because of her talent.
No one could imagine the scene of a 106-year-old man and a 20-year-old girl conducting experints in the laboratory, where he, as the senior disciple, could only serve tea and water.
The ideal that Master never achieved in his lifeti, she managed to fulfill...
Later, she founded Bluebird Technology Corporation, ford an experintal team with so well-connected brothers and sisters, and that young man from the Lockwood Family was always helping her manage the company.
Bluebird Technology Corporation went public in F-Country in just a year and a half, with a market value of billions.
"Speaking of which, Aiden, if you hadn’t chosen to graduate early and return ho, you might have witnessed her rise to fa at the academy."
Aiden Fordham’s heart suddenly constricted.
The amount of information in Professor’s sentence was overwhelming.
Graduated early... Academy...
"That’s right, she’s your junior sister!"
Professor Franck watched as Aiden Fordham’s eyes widened slightly, slowly revealing a fact that shocked him.
"Just two years below you."
Junior sister?
So blurry fragnts flashed rapidly in Aiden Fordham’s mind.
During his studies in F-Country, he was deeply engrossed in research, paying little attention to the people and events around him, especially the juniors who entered after him.
He had completed all his studies and research projects ahead of schedule and left the academy.
Could it be that the legendary God N was actually...
"She was an unequivocal miracle in the academy."
Professor Franck’s voice was filled with amazent.
"Her talent, her diligence, her innovative thinking, are unmatched in my lifeti."
"Many people say she is a gift from God to humanity, the savior of the future."
Aiden Fordham felt his breath beco slightly unstable.
He forced himself to remain calm.
A junior sister who was only two years younger, never leaving a clear impression in his mory, beca God N capable of changing the landscape of world dicine?
This realization seed absurd to him, yet it subtly carried a sense of so strange connection.
But why, after all these years, had his people searched all over F-Country without finding any trace of her?
His fingers tightened involuntarily around the coffee cup.
A crucial question was almost about to spill out.
He adjusted his breathing rhythm.
"Professor, do you know God N’s real identity?"
Aiden Fordham’s voice carried a barely perceptible urgency and tension.
The professor smiled with pride, "Of course!"
Suddenly, he stopped, recalling his promise to his master to protect her well and safeguard her Bluebird Technology.
Previously, the Chris Family had caused quite a few hurdles for her.
"Professor, could you tell her real identity? I want to invite her... to the Fordham Group."
Aiden Fordham even spoke with a slight tremble.
Because, the mysterious God N he had been searching for three years was about to be revealed!
The professor coughed and cleared his throat,
"Aiden, God N’s identity is sowhat special, and for her protection, I may... not be able to directly tell you her identity."
Aiden Fordham felt like cold water was splashed over his head, chilling even his blood.
"However, I have her WeChat. I’ll send it to you, and you can try to add her. If she’s willing to add you, then you can have a deeper conversation."
This unexpected turn from the professor reignited a bit of hope in him.
Old fox!
Aiden Fordham cursed inwardly.
Yet, it’s better than nothing! He would definitely succeed!
"Alright, then I’ll trouble the professor!"
The professor thodically picked up WeChat, replied to a couple of voice ssages, then slowly sent it forward.
Aiden Fordham stared at the cute bunny avatar, whose nickna was just an N.
His emotions couldn’t help but stir with excitent.
In his world, the twenty-six English letters, N was a mysterious and inviolable existence!
He swiftly requested to add her as a friend and attached his real na.
Then waited patiently!
They chatted for over half an hour before Aiden Fordham stood up to take the professor for a reception.
The professor, however, politely declined, "Aiden, there is already a reception arranged for lunchti, why don’t you co with and join us?"
Aiden Fordham paused and then nodded, "Okay, I’ll take advantage of your kind offer."
He wanted to see who dared to snatch his guests!
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the Stellario Hotel, the landmark of ritopia, a seven-star hotel owned by the Hawthorne Family.
The waiter directed them to a high-end private room.
The door to the private room was opened by a servant, and a mix of food aroma and expensive incense filled the air.
Aiden Fordham followed the professor inside.
The private room was large, with a round table that could accommodate twenty people occupying the center, already laden with exquisite dishes, steam wafting up.
Sitting inside were a dozen people, and as the professor entered, they all stood up in unison, leaving the two main seats at the far end vacant.
"Professor."
Everyone greeted in unison, with evident reverence in their voices.
Aiden Fordham scanned the room and recognized only Stella Grant and Andy Lockwood.
The rest of the dozen people looked fairly young, dressed elegantly but not like corporate figures, rather possessing a scholarly elegance.
"Please sit, don’t be formal."
The professor waved his hand and proceeded to sit beside Stella Grant, with a concerned look of an elder in his eyes.
"Child, you’ve lost weight."
Stella Grant curved her lips slightly.
"Professor, you seem more spirited."
That address of "professor" was a signal not to reveal any other identities of his here.
The professor, with the experience of a lifeti, imdiately understood the signal and said no more.
Andy Lockwood picked up a tea cup, his gaze directed at Aiden Fordham, blatantly scrutinizing him.
"I didn’t expect our internal gathering at The Lockwood Group would draw President Fordham himself here."
"Quite a rare guest!"
The words, though polite, contained subtle sarcasm.
Aiden Fordham, being who he was, the wealthiest in ritopia, never faced such ridicule as if he was an uninvited guest here.
He darkened his expression slightly.
Aiden Fordham tugged at the corner of his mouth and retorted.
"President Lockwood is too kind, I rely ca along with the professor. I didn’t expect President Lockwood to have such deep connections with the professor."
The two exchanged words, veiled barbs hidden within, an invisible tension filling the air.
The professor spoke tily.
"Alright, everyone knows each other, don’t just stand there, quickly sit down for the al."
Only then did the atmosphere slightly ease.
Aiden Fordham was arranged on the other side of the professor, with one person separating him from Stella Grant.
Soon, the food and drinks were served, and the mood gradually beca lively.
Andy Lockwood, as the host, raised his glass first.
"Today, it’s rare to have the professor here; in attendance are all the elite talents of The Lockwood Group, let’s raise a glass to welco the professor and toast the teacher."
Everyone responded by raising their glasses.
In front of Stella Grant was a glass of orange juice; she did not touch alcohol.
After toasting, she turned to the professor and conversed in a low voice, seemingly discussing so academic matter.
Aiden Fordham couldn’t hear the specifics, only catching bits of botanical terminology.
Then, it seed the professor recalled sothing, carefully retrieving an item wrapped in special material from a cloth bag he carried and handed it to Stella Grant.
"This is sothing the old master wanted to deliver, must be given to you personally!"
Stella Grant received it, opened it for a look, her eyes instantly brightened with indescribable delight.
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