Wait until the girl’s silhouette disappears, the remaining people finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Olivia Song wanted to call the police, but just as her fingers touched the phone, she suddenly rembered Claire Green’s cold gaze before she left.
Instantly, the thought in her mind wilted away.
If she really called the police today, would Claire Green point a gun at her? After all, when soone goes mad, it’s like a desperate struggle.
"What did Olivia an," Daisy Cooper was confused, "why did she suddenly tell us to stay away from Logan?"
William Dunn’s eyes darkened, and he spoke in a low voice, "Since she said so, she must have her reasons. Later, delete all of Logan’s contact information."
Although he wasn’t in the sa school as Claire Green, he had heard a bit about her.
A person like her would never actively seek trouble, unless the other party made the first move. But since she made such a scene today, Logan must really have a problem.
They’ve only known each other for a few days, yet he inexplicably trusts Claire Green.
"Luckily, I never had a good impression of Logan."
Aiden Don yawned, speaking sowhat relieved.
For soone who always outshines them in every competition, it would be strange if he had any favorable feelings.
"Alright, everyone go pack up." The teacher leading the team from the fourth school pressed his temples and started to usher people away.
...
"Director, isn’t Claire Green coming back with us?"
Olivia Song looked at the team without the girl and couldn’t help but ask.
"She has sothing to attend to," Xu Lei nodded, "we’ll head back first."
Hearing this, Olivia Song didn’t question further, just lowered her eyes in contemplation.
What business could she have in M Country?
But still.
The director is really partial to her, never allowing anyone to leave alone after the math competition is over.
Jealousy flashed in Olivia Song’s eyes. She had planned to use the competition as an opportunity to ruin Claire Green’s reputation, but instead, it only raised her profile.
Without even looking, she could guess that social dia was full of praise right now.
Why was her luck so good? A foolproof plan failed due to a single video.
Not only that, but she still had to worry about being exposed.
"What are you thinking about, Olivia?"
Suddenly.
John Sinclair said lightly, "Are you thinking about the video?"
Then.
He continued speaking to himself, "Indeed, soone like Olivia Song should worry, otherwise, if sothing went wrong, there wouldn’t even be a chance to call for help."
They weren’t fools; the girl in the video was mostly likely Olivia Song. Even though she denied it, so what? It didn’t change how much he despised her.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about," Olivia Song bit her lip, "I’m just worried Claire Green being alone in M Country might not be safe."
"No need to trouble yourself, better use that ti to study more."
John Sinclair mocked without a second glance at her, pulling his hoodie over his head.
The others didn’t even look at her, chatting happily amongst themselves.
Seeing this, Xu Lei sighed inwardly, unsure of what to say.
These young people now have arrogance and their own principles, saying they dislike soone isn’t a joke.
So things should be asked when back at school.
...
Online, it was just as Olivia Song imagined, the trending topics were filled with news about the math competition.
The topic "Z Country Student Wins" was especially highlighted in bright red "explosive" letters.
It showed how excited the netizens were.
[Seeing her win, I suddenly rembered what she said yesterday, she indeed has the capital to be arrogant.]
[I know which words, a dal, as if I couldn’t win, really cool.]
[As she said, no problem dominating M Country, so she won the gold dal.]
[I’ve decided, I want to apply to Brightsong High. Since I can’t be her classmate, I’ll beco her junior.]
[The idea’s not bad, let’s do it together.]
"Now there’s a bunch of people online wanting to be Olivia’s juniors, saving us a lot on publicity, the principal must be giddy with happiness."
Sebastian Winn scrolled through social dia, happily teasing.
"Makes sense, with us leading and then the championship win."
John Sinclair watched the livestream replay, casually responding.
If no one wanted to co to Brightsong, that would be strange.
Sister Olivia truly went abroad and ’dominated’ just as they said.
...
"Tsk, a bit of impatience and you can’t be my partner."
Watching the languidly walking girl, Thomas Skin squinted his eyes, his magnetic voice teasing.
It hasn’t been that long, but J seems to have grown taller.
"Are you blaming ?"
Claire Green lowered her eyes, hands in her pockets, casually asking back.
For a mont, Thomas Skin’s smile froze, he touched his nose, "How could I? You’re the boss, I wouldn’t dare bla you."
Then.
"Shall we go to the lab first?"
He looked at the girl, seeking her opinion.
Soon after.
The two entered the lab. Seeing the girl, everyone’s eyes in the lab lit up. If Thomas Skin weren’t there, they probably would have rushed over.
Thomas Skin handed her the experint report, "Take a look, according to your data, we’ve conducted repeated experints, and all indicators are t."
Claire Green flipped through the report in her hand, her expression unchanged. After a while, she closed the report, tossing out a question.
"According to the experint, how long does your company need for large-scale investnt?"
"Three months."
After two seconds of thought, Thomas Skin gave a conservative estimate.
Once developnt started, the ga chamber would be the most ti-consuming and costly.
"Two months, besides the ga launch, the playti needs to be modified as well."
Claire Green casually picked up a pen from the desk and wrote on the report. After a while, she placed it back on the desk, raising her chin slightly.
"Adjust according to the written ti."
Thomas Skin glanced over, his mouth twitching, "You’re really not one to hold back, shortening our tifra and now adding a program."
Limiting playti posed a risk to any company because gas are made for playing, and just limiting ti alone could deter many.
"I don’t quite understand the purpose of this program you added."
Thomas Skin tapped his finger on it, a bit puzzled.
The next second.
The girl’s clear and leisurely tone rang out.
"Holographic gas differ from ordinary ones; though we’ve resolved the harm to physical functions, it also ans more people will spend ti in the ga."
In a second, he understood her point, Thomas Skin was stunned for two seconds, then laughed.
"You’re the first I’ve worked with who thinks like this."
Worrying about soone getting addicted to the ga, so playti needed to be restricted.
Anyone else wouldn’t have thought so far, not even him.
"Holographic gas are just a point," Claire Green’s lips curved, "I want holographic technology used in more products."
In her past life, she had researched combining holographic technology with dical equipnt, greatly improving detection capabilities and surgery success rates.
"Alright, in two months, it’ll be launched globally," Thomas Skin smiled, "I guess then people will both love and hate you."
After all, it was her decision to limit playti.
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