in2ebook Chapter 17: Will 2 come?
Chapter 17: Will 2 come?
Chapter Seventeen: Will Twenty Million Arrive?
With a photo in her left hand and champagne in her right, Li Yan frantically searched the venue for her insomnia expert.
But because this was an academic discussion banquet, her gorgeous red dress, paired with her exquisite and beautiful face, was truly stunning.
Many people were whispering and discussing it.
"Who is that woman in red? Did she go to the wrong floor?"
"There seems to be a banquet for celebrities downstairs. A lot of A-list stars are there. This girl is probably an actress too."
"How do you know so clearly?"
"Sigh, my daughter is a fan of that Gu Tingyu guy, and she asked me to get her a couple of autographs if I get the chance..."
"What? Gu Tingyu is downstairs in our building?"
The beautiful woman in the red dress, whom they had just been discussing, suddenly walked up to them.
Upon closer inspection, her features became even more alluring, like a rose in full bloom, flamboyant and passionate.
Both academic men blushed slightly, but since they were married, they took two steps back and nodded.
Li Yan's eyes lit up.
"Madam, are you also an artist in the entertainment industry?"
One of them asked out of curiosity.
Li Yan waved her hand, picked up the photo, and asked the two of them.
Do you know where Professor Zhou is?
The two looked at the person in the photo, nodded, and then said enthusiastically, "Professor Zhou is someone that ordinary people can't meet. Let me take you there."
They soon arrived in front of Professor Zhou, an old man with gray hair, around sixty years old. He was somewhat puzzled when he learned that Li Yan had been found.
"Excuse me, who are you?"
Li Yan said confidently, "Hello Professor Zhou, my name is Li Yan, my son... I have a relative who suffers from severe insomnia, and I would like to ask you to take a look at him."
Professor Zhou frowned, but still politely said, "I'm sorry, I'm getting old, and now I generally only give lectures and don't participate in clinical practice—"
Li Yan: "One million. He is truly a very important family member to me."
"This isn't about money—"
"Ten million."
"I--"
"Twenty million."
The two men who brought Li Yan over were stunned. Holy crap, what kind of rich woman is she? She just throws away 20 million!
Professor Zhou is old, but he's not dead; money still holds a certain allure for him.
"I'll be free next Friday. You can bring him to my lab for a check-up first."
He finally agreed and handed over his business card.
Li Yan immediately accepted it and thanked Professor Zhou with great gratitude.
Then, stepping in her high heels, she went to find her second son.
After she left, the two men looked at Professor Zhou with immense envy.
"Professor, your brainwave transfer research can continue."
Professor Zhou shook his head: "Twenty million is just a drop in the bucket. We need to secure continued investment and sponsorship."
"Isn't there a rumor that your experiment has been successful?"
"That was just an accident..."
......
Li Yan took the elevator down to the next floor and walked a few steps to the banquet below.
Unlike the rigid and quiet atmosphere above, banquets in the entertainment industry are filled with toasts, drinks, and glitz.
The banquet seemed to have just begun, with guests arriving one after another.
Perhaps it was because her outfit matched the banquet so well that Li Yan was able to enter simply by scanning her face, and no one stopped her.
"Ahhh, why hasn't A-Yu entered yet? I can't wait to admire his stunning good looks."
"Ah Yu's face is like Nuwa's graduation project, how can it be so perfect without a single flaw?"
Hearing these whispers, Li Yan proudly puffed out her chest, thinking, "My A Yu is of course the most handsome man in the world."
During the banquet, many investors stared at Li Yan's unfamiliar yet beautiful face, their eyes lingering on her stunning figure from time to time.
Li Yan sensed it and frowned.
The people at this banquet weren't as clean as those upstairs; some were so vulgar they didn't even bother to pretend.
"Miss, may I have this dance?"