2297 Ji Ziyin Wants to Become the First Research Institute’s Heir The next day. She didn’t go to the Level 8 laboratory. Instead, she called Feng Yu and used his connections to enter the archive room. She spent the entire morning searching for information. Qiao Nian searched the archives for the entire morning, but she could only find a handful of information related to the matter 20 years ago. It could be seen that these people did things cleanly and left almost no useful information behind. Qiao Nian had already guessed that this would be the outcome and was not discouraged. She stayed in the archive room until three in the afternoon. Finding a few slightly interesting folders, she registered her name in the debit office and took the folders away, planning to take them back to continue researching. She received a call from Shi Fu the moment she stepped out of the archives room. Qiao Nian tucked the folders under her armpit and picked up the call. “Hello, Teacher.” “Come to the office.” Shi Fu hung up after speaking. Qiao Nian looked at her cell phone and slowly put it into her pocket. Then, she looked in the direction of Feng Yu’s office and then started walking. She had not returned to the First Research Institute for a long time. The people along the way all looked at her. Qiao Nian pulled up her hoodie impatiently, revealing only her cold chin. Her back view was arrogant, and her style was strong! It was unforgettable! * * * In Feng Yu’s office. Shi Fu, Zhou Zhou, and a few laboratory heads were present. At this moment, the atmosphere in the office was solemn. No one spoke. Their gazes were all on the person standing in the middle. After a moment of silence, Feng Yu put the form back on the table with an ugly expression, then said with a cold expression, “I don’t agree!” She smiled politely and said elegantly, “Dean, I know I’m not from the research institute, but you said to the public that the conditions for participation in this selection are not limited to the First Research Institute. Anyone who meets the requirements can participate. I meet the conditions—I published experiment results at the SCI. There’s no reason to deny my participation, right?” Shi Fu frowned and took a step forward to cut him off. “What do you mean? Are you insinuating that the dean is taking personal revenge?” Facing his question, Gu Hengbo only smiled and said indifferently, “I didn’t say that. I just think that we can’t affect the selection of the future successor of the research institute because of our personal likes and dislikes. After all, Ji Ziyin meets all the conditions. There’s no reason for us to deny her participation in the selection. Unless…” Gu Hengbo looked at Feng Yu. He showed no respect, and his face was filled with provocation. “Unless the dean can give us all a reasonable reason.” “Are you sure you want a reasonable reason?” Feng Yu had rarely been so angry. He walked up to Gu Hengbo. His old eyes were not turbid from the corrosion of time. Instead, they had settled down to reveal that ordinary people were not as wise and sharp as others.