A day passed in the blink of an eye.
When Mo Qingchen got up and stretched lazily as he ca out of the room, he saw a circle of bigwigs gathered in the living room.
These bigwigs were all staring at his every move with glistening eyes.
"Everyone’s up so early, huh..."
Secretly putting his hand down, Mo Qingchen, holding onto the thought that as long as he’s not embarrassed, it’s others who will be, plastered a fake smile on his face and surveyed the room.
In the living room, there were seven old n sitting in a circle. Besides Dean Long of the Yanhuang Academy and Dean Qin from the Yanhuang Research Institute, he didn’t know the other five.
However, from the aura emanating from these old n, Mo Qingchen didn’t dare to show a hint of negligence.
"Mo, you little brat, it’s already late morning, and you still call this early!"
With a grumpy tone, Dean Long scolded and then signaled Mo Qingchen to sit next to him.
Dean Long and Dean Qin had deliberately left a small space between them, just enough to fit this fellow.
It was clear that the five old n opposite them weren’t here with good intentions, so Dean Long and Dean Qin ant to protect him a bit.
Mo Qingchen naturally grasped the situation at a glance and smoothly sat beside the two deans.
"Young friend Mo Qingchen, we appreciate your contributions to the Empire. The Empire will not mistreat you..."
The old man sitting on the edge, with a face full of smiles that was exactly like a smiling tiger, kept expressing gratitude, but without revealing any substantive information.
From the way he dressed, Mo Qingchen could tell this person must be a long-term high-ranking official, a sure-shot from the Empire, with everything he said being formulaic.
Instead, the other four old n sitting beside him, all upright and dignified, had a soldierly air about them.
The Empire’s Z faction and J faction didn’t seem to be on the sa page.
"Old Niu, whatever plans you have, don’t expect any leniency on our Yanhuang Academy’s turf."
Dean Long forcefully interrupted his rambling, with a displeased look in his eyes.
Dean Qin, who was beside him, glared at the other party with hostile eyes, as if daring him to say another word, and he would unleash a dog to bite him.
It was clear that both deans knew what the other side was up to and didn’t like this fellow.
The deterrence from the two deans was quite effective indeed, as the Z faction leader nad Old Niu imdiately shut his mouth.
"Alright, Old Niu is done talking, now it’s our turn.
Young friend Mo, you have indeed made a great contribution to the nation this ti, you could even say you’ve rewritten the destiny of the Empire.
Rest assured, future history books will certainly record your deeds in a brilliant manner.
Our four major military districts will not let anyone steal your achievents and contributions!
Hmm, enough with these side topics, let’s now discuss the issue of those precious drugs in your hands?"
The voice was loud and carried a bold and decisive aura.
anwhile, the four old n fiercely glared at Old Niu.
Regarding these four military district representatives, Mo Qingchen thought, "Am I about to go down in history, open up a new family genealogy?"
As expected, he felt a bit relieved at the mont, and also sowhat relaxed about the current rulers of the Empire.
The Z faction was not easy to deal with, but with Dean Long and Dean Qin guarding him, as long as he was within the realms of Yanhuang Academy, he wouldn’t suffer any loss.
The J faction was much more straightforward, coming straight to the point.
They rarely sched, but these old scoundrels did haggle toughly.
They were completely shaless, only a step away from clinging to Mo Qingchen’s leg, crying and pleading him to sell them drugs at a loss.
Damn!
A troubleso bunch!
Mo Qingchen finished the day’s eting feeling drained, both physically and ntally, and collapsed onto a massage bed.
Fortunately, Grey Wolf, the undying workhorse, didn’t rest a bit on return. Not only did he set up a mini drug production line, but he was also working on building a super large automatic production line.
The five old n almost ca to blows over a newly manufactured batch of twenty vials.
Despite being well into their seventies or eighties, they didn’t hold back when it ca to grabbing things.
What with crotch-kicking, ball-snatching, a single fist to counter the enemy, or a bull-breaking kick, Mo Qingchen was seeing it all with these five.
Especially the four military district representatives, not only cursing foully, with intense curse content, but also having dirtier moves with their hands and feet, really going for a crippling end!
Mo Qingchen remarked, he’d better keep his distance from these old n, lest he ends up in a taphorical palace at a young age.
Decided, he’ll go find Grey Wolf to investigate making a comfortable iron apron to protect his manhood.
To prevent eting his end before life’s journey begins!
"You kid, being able to withstand the pressure and hold the bottom line without backing down, you’re truly impressive!"
Dean Long watched with glee as the five old n were taken away by special plane and said to Mo Qingchen.
This scene made him dazzle, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
Next to him, Dean Qin was also grinning widely, almost to the point of distorting his mouth.
"I got to eat, right? I still need to research other things, right? Everything needs money, doesn’t it?
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