"Leony, Nathalie Quinlan is here."
"She really dares to co."
"I thought she wouldn’t dare to co. Tsk, no wonder she’s the rookie queen; she’s quite thick-skinned."
"She truly dares to co and compete with Leony."
The Level 8 laboratory was abuzz with noisy discussions.
Everyone was talking and watching the girl who just walked in. However, her personal aura was too strong, even the mbers of the Level 8 laboratory didn’t dare to speak loudly in front of her; they only dared to gossip behind her back.
Whenever Nathalie looked in their direction, each of them would be too scared to speak.
"Nathalie Quinlan." Agnes Baker breathed a sigh of relief and showed a smile.
Wincent Sullivan, however, respectfully greeted her: "Ms. Quinlan."
Harvey Cadorette, Denny Harrison, and Williansen Barness all relaxed their furrowed brows, feeling relieved.
Nathalie walked over, stopped in front of them, and asked lazily, "What happened yesterday, what does she want to compete in?"
"Didn’t Agnes tell you?" Harvey was surprised that she ca over without knowing what they were competing in, just so nonchalantly.
It seed she didn’t take Leony Davidson seriously at all!
But since Nathalie did things like this, Harvey felt it was quite normal.
It seed he had never seen the rookie queen he admired put anyone from the research institute in her eyes.
Even the much-hyped Kingsleys Family genius, Zevaney Kingsley, she didn’t care about her once, right?
Nathalie put her bag down, then said, "She talked to about it, but I don’t know what they’re competing in."
Harvey, with his honest face, was speechless for a mont, rubbed his brow, and explained to her, "Leony Davidson wants to compete with you on the experint you didn’t finish yesterday."
"Wasn’t that experint a task the teacher assigned?" Denny laughed, "Leony wants to use that experint to prove she’s more suitable for the semiconductor project than you."
As long as Leony provides data quicker than Nathalie and her data’s accuracy is higher, in so sense, it indirectly proves she’s more suitable as Orson Saban’s assistant than Nathalie.
This competition seems fair.
In reality, it’s quite shaless.
After all, Nathalie has been in the research institute for less than three months, while Leony has been there for seven or eight years. They weren’t on the sa starting line.
Yet, Leony wants a ’fair’ competition to prove she’s stronger.
How was that not a kind of unfairness?
"Those Great Families people love to play these gas." Denny, who had been tricked by Leony in the sa way before, spoke disdainfully: "
Harvey glanced at him but didn’t argue.
Nathalie responded with an ’Oh’ without much concern, glanced in Leony’s direction, cracked her knuckles audibly: "Just right, I’ve had enough of the three Great Families these days. If she wants to compete, let’s compete, as long as she doesn’t cry when she loses."
Is she really this confident?!
Denny, Harvey, and Williansen all focused on her.
The girl was calm and unhurried, her expression bold and carefree, Nathalie seed not to bother restraining her arrogance, even more noticeable than before.
Leony, who was originally outstanding, seed ordinary in comparison.
After a second of being stunned, Harvey rembered sothing and said, "By the way, this experint requires assistants, you need to select a few team mbers. In the Level 8 laboratory, probably no one would want to help you."
He paused, and speaking seriously, said, "If you choose and Denny, they might gossip. Plus, the two of us aren’t enough, you still need one more person."
Nathalie supported her chin, understood: "Your point is I can find three helpers?"
"Yeah." Harvey nodded and asked her, "What do you plan to do?"
Without thinking, Nathalie smirked, with a relaxed and arrogant expression, looked at Williansen and the others, tilted her chin slightly: "Well, don’t we have just three people we need here."
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