Chapter 1177
She was curious about Chloe Collins’s purpose for coming here.
Last ti, she had first joined school and ca here, appearing to have lost her way.
This ti... it seed likely that Milton White had asked her to co fetch sothing.
Without thinking too much about it, she turned around and walked inside.
As Shane Rocker had said, Professor Willow loved to invent things. As soon as Mane York walked in, she saw a small old man crouched on the ground ssing around with a machine fra, surrounded by a variety of complete tools.
"Professor Willow." She called out.
Professor Willow didn’t respond, remaining silent.
Mane York felt awkward.
"Professor Willow." She called out again, this ti walking right up to Professor Willow.
Only then did the old man raise his head to look at her, his tone indifferent: "What is it?"
He said this and then lowered his head again, resuming his fiddling.
Mane York succinctly introduced herself and stated her purpose, waiting for his reply.
He didn’t even look at the gifts, just asked, "Are you from the laboratory?"
" Yes, my na is Mane York."
She was quite puzzled, was there anyone at Capitol University who didn’t know her na?
Normally, she could overhear people speaking about her when she would eat at the dining hall.
"I don’t care what you’re called, as long as you’re from Shane Rocker’s lab, it’s fine."
"Yes, Professor Rocker is my teacher." She replied with a smile, seizing the opportunity to say: "This ti we plan to have a celebration to honor the completion of the first phase of our assignnt, therefore, we would really like to invite Mr. White."
"Celebrating so soon, that’s certainly Rocker’s style."
Mane York smiled.
"I heard you turned down Chloe Collins’s offer to join?"
"Yeah... because she’s not qualified enough."
Mane York was confused, why was he bringing up this matter?
"You should go now."
Her complexion changed slightly: "Professor Willow, don’t be like this, we genuinely want to invite Mr. White over."
Professor Willow remained silent, his hands suddenly stopped.
A glint flashed through his eyes.
"Since you all are so sincere, then you should certainly invite her."
"We will, as long as we have a contact number and address, I will do everything I can to bring Mr. White over."
Hearing this rather arrogant sentence, Professor Willow didn’t say much, a deep smile appeared around his lips.
Not long after, Mane York had received a private phone number.
Professor Willow: "Rember, don’t call during al tis, this is her private number, she doesn’t usually give it out to others."
Mane York glanced at the number, it was a Capitol area code, she was imdiately delighted, at least she wouldn’t have to travel to another city.
She expressed her gratitude, then left.
Returning to the institute, she saw a few familiar faces at the reception, filling out application forms.
Many large scientific research equipnt had been installed in this building, so of which could be used for teaching, but must be applied for in advance.
Usually, it’s the teachers who entrust students to apply and then use them within a specified ti.
Mane York was just glancing over when she heard a familiar na.
They were all new equipnt bought by their lab, like the 3D Optical Surface Profiloter, Laser Tracking, basically everything that could be applied for was ntioned.
All were new upgrades, and all were the best imported from foreign countries.
She paid more attention, and only then noticed, those people were from the Innovation Club.
Word sure gets around fast.
She turned her attention away and walked inside.
Inside the team’s break room, everyone was discussing the new equipnt and the victory celebration in two days.
Seeing her arrive, they asked if she had managed to get the invite.
She brandished her phone, confident: "Almost there."
"Wow, you got his phone number?" soone asked in surprise.
"Mane York’s efficiency is really different," another person added.
"It’s just a small matter," she replied.
"Then call him now, we’d also like to hear Mr. White’s voice."
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