Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system-Chapter 749: Dinner

When the vehicles halted, Mo Yunxi couldn’t wait to get out. Yin Jingfei was pulled out by her hand.

Ling Qingyu chuckled at the youthful display, completely in contrast to the mature, stoic doctor’s image she had always taken note of.

Perhaps she liked the academicians she intended to work with and study alongside. Or perhaps they felt like kin, working toward the same goals.

After all, one mustn’t forget Mo Yunxi was a doctor whose heart leaned toward a breakthrough in health science.

Although Ling Qingyu hadn’t heard Mo Yunxi speak of her dreams, she could make some guesses based on how strongly she had reacted to the Medical Island facilities before.

Regardless, Ling Qingyu was relieved about Doctor Mo’s professors, as Athena had completely investigated them inside and out, even analyzing behavioral patterns to discern any dangerous hidden traits.

There were no rumors or signs of boundary violations by them. They sincerely desired to achieve success and leave a name in the records.

Except their children showed slight traits of naughtiness. For instance, the sons and daughters played around with opposite sexes and the debauchery behavior rendered the elders helpless.

Nonetheless, at least, they created no further burdens on the parents, allowing the latter to focus on research.

She also read the files of the research they were conducting—hacked by Athena—and couldn’t figure out their aims until her daughter explained them seamlessly to her.

Now, she had forgotten again, but at least she knew the group researched cancer treatment, directly impacting issues at the cellular level.

Athena swore she could achieve complete success through nanotechnology once allowed to test on a real-world stage. According to simulation data, there was a 90 percent accuracy rate compared to real-life replicas if tried on humans.

Ninety percent was actually an understatement. Ling Qingyu knew Athena withheld the other 10 percent to downplay arrogance and account for unexpected events.

Nonetheless, Ling Qingyu wasn’t too keen on clinical trials or adventures in the medical sector, especially treatments that had relied on huge numbers of drugs in the past, because she would be making enemies of thriving conglomerates.

She never held the morals of capitalists in high regard when interests were at stake. Achieving success and becoming famous weren’t her norms, nor was charity—though the latter still had to align with her interests.

Of course, the main reason she backed off was that she felt she wasn’t ready to face the titans yet. Even though she believed her cohorts and wealth could provide flawless defense against any attacks, she didn’t fancy suffering seamless suffocation at the hands of her opponents.

Until she possessed the means to extract direct mineral resources and ingredients, she still had to bow under the eaves, especially since those above already owned the materials and jointly played monopoly.

Despite the conglomerates sharing different agendas, once actions that disrupted their economic chains appeared, only ruthless suppression awaited.

Similar to the oil venture, any new innovations aimed at utilizing alternative energies efficiently were nipped in the bud, even resorting to murder.

Ling Qingyu placated her daughter’s aspirations and reminded her to stay low for now. It was only a matter of time before Athena would emerge. She should follow the trend and establish a solid foundation, forming thorough links between numerous chains to ensure nothing could cut off her resources in the future.

However, these matters were for the future, and Ling Qingyu currently had to step out to meet the professors who were chatting happily with Mo Yunxi.

It seemed the doctor was introducing Nurse Yin to the professors, as she had pulled some strings to incorporate Yin Jingfei as her fellow research student—a minimal polite gesture.

When Ling Qingyu exited the vehicles, eyes turned toward her for a brief moment. Mo Yunxi called out, "Qingyu, come forward please. Professors, let me introduce my close friend."

Only friend? I’m so sad, Ling Qingyu mused silently.

"Good evening, Professors," Ling Qingyu introduced herself. "I’m Ling Qingyu. It’s an honor to speak with you. I hold great respect for all researchers."

"Good evening to you as well, Ms. Ling. We’ve heard so much about you," the professors responded one by one.

Ling Qingyu prodded her eyebrows at Mo Yunxi and wondered whether the words were genuine or merely polite. "I hope our Sister Yunxi doesn’t speak ill of me."

"You jest, Ms. Ling. I can see how close your friendship is," the eldest member said.

The professors were already aware, from Mo Yunxi’s wording when she informed them of Ling Qingyu’s presence and the bodyguards nearby, that Ling Qingyu possessed more than a simple identity.

Furthermore, from the beginning of the conversation, Ms. Ling displayed impeccable etiquette and high-level interpersonal skills. If not for the certainty that there were no royalties among Country C nationalities—or among those they knew in their circles—it would have been easy to mistake her for a princess from an aristocratic family.

Was Ling Qingyu part of the great political family? She displayed traits more than a wealthy background. Glancing shortly at Mo Yunxi, the professors raised their brows unconsciously, not expecting their new mentorship to bring surprises.

In fact, it wasn’t wrong for them to think so. Considering Ling Qingyu’s daily exchanges with influential parties and the circles she regularly dealt with, she carried an unspoken pressure.

To those close and familiar with her, it felt like nothing, but to strangers—especially those seeking benefits—the air felt heavier, almost suffocating.

Ling Qingyu might behave friendly and childlike, easily overshadowing her inner ruthlessness, but one mustn’t forget her roots.

Mother Amorette and Aunt Denise were not simple characters. They also originated from powerful backgrounds. Such traits would pass on, whether intentionally or unconsciously, through daily interactions. Moreover, they had trained her at the very least.

Impeccable social skills came as easily as breathing to Ling Qingyu. Thus, from the professors’ perspectives—accustomed to interacting with so-called "high-class" pretentious individuals—Ling Qingyu appeared even more intimidating without the slightest hint of arrogance, like an amiable youngling conversing with elders. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

However, they still detected her inner pride and sensed that her courteous politeness stemmed from their familiarity with Mo Yunxi. Otherwise, she might not even put them in her eyes at all.

Well, they were right and wrong at the same time, because Ling Qingyu respected talent, but it wasn’t of the utmost importance, as she had the means and support to back her confidence.

While both sides judged each other’s inner depth, they exchanged pleasant flatteries. Ling Qingyu discerned that the professors weren’t dissatisfied with the addition of Yin Jingfei to the team.

Yes, there were a few student figures alongside them, communicating with Doctor Mo to warm up the relationship. Fortunately, Yin Jingfei showed no discomfort and mingled well.

Next, the group decided to dine together and began choosing a suitable restaurant when Ling Qingyu cut in to invite everyone to a meal back at the hotel. By all accounts, the location was the best fit to match the services.

The convoy returned to the hotel with additional vehicles. Under Ling Qingyu’s arrangement—Athena informing Xiao Yue to prepare—everything was ready when they arrived.

Praising the hotel’s meticulousness, the members took their seats, while Ling Qingyu asked the head professor responsible for the entire department, "May I have a word with you, Professor?"

"Naturally, Ms. Ling. I’m all ears."

The two separated from the crowd and walked some distance away. Mo Yunxi noticed Ling Qingyu’s actions and questioned her with a glance.

Ling Qingyu smiled back noncommittally.

"Ms. Ling, I suppose it’s private enough to speak honestly," the professor said, looking around.

"I hope I don’t cause any annoyance," Ling Qingyu paused. "I had been indecisive until I met you all and felt assured leaving Sister Yunxi and Sister Jingfei in your hands."

"How could you doubt our community? Rest assured, we are all focused on our research goals and have no time to dally with drama. I don’t know about other departments, but I can swear in my name for mine."

"No offense, Professor."

"None taken, Ms. Ling. I’m sure you didn’t bring me here just to talk about this, did you?"

"As expected, I can’t hide anything from you," Ling Qingyu replied, playing along with a flattering tone. "I hope that bringing in another sister of mine won’t raise any opposition within your department."

"You’re worried about this? What’s her name, Yin?"

"Yes, she’s the nurse who works at the same hospital as Doctor Mo."

"If you’re worried about her, there’s no need. I can vouch for it. The proposal and data Doctor Mo brings to the table are already a favor to us in our endeavors. This helps us skip many steps. What’s a small favor compared to the greater road ahead? Besides, she’s also a medical practitioner and also part of our circle. Who knows she might contribute outstanding results with an idea from another angle?"

"If that’s the case, I’m relieved," Ling Qingyu replied, patting her chest.

"Anything else, Ms. Ling?"

"Well, I need your approval."

The professor grew serious at her words. "Care to elaborate?"

"I want to donate 100 million to your department."

"What?!"