Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

Chapter 282

Upon hearing this, Yan Xue's face showed obvious disdain, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a mocking smile.

"Yan Lan, stop pretending."

Assistant Liu, a master's degree holder, doesn't understand French. How could you, a college graduate, possibly understand French?

She placed her hands on the table, looking at Yan Lan with a defiant gaze.

Faced with Yan Xue's questioning, Yan Lan smiled slightly and said calmly,

"Yan Xue, if you don't believe me, why don't you send another email to the doctor and arrange a time with him?"

Yan Xue's fingers flew across the screen as she sent another email.

A short while later, the automatic reply came back.

Yan Xue's face instantly turned ugly. She stared wide-eyed at the projection. Although she didn't recognize French, seeing the exact same reply made her feel a little panicked.

People in the meeting room began to talk amongst themselves, some whispering among themselves.

Shen Yunzhong sat at the head of the conference table, a hint of embarrassment on his face. He cleared his throat, stood up, and said,

"Alright, that concludes today's meeting. Everyone, go back and prepare some more."

He waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave.

Liu Jinnian walked out of the conference room with a sullen face, while Yan Xue was still muttering to herself.

"I'm so angry! It doesn't make sense. How could Yan Lan, a junior college student, possibly know French?"

She followed behind Liu Jinnian, her steps somewhat hurried.

Liu Jinnian stopped and turned around, her eyes filled with reproach.

"Xiaoxue, please stop talking."

Leave the matter of contacting Dr. X to me.

His voice was deep and firm, with an unquestionable tone.

Yan Xue was stunned for a moment, a look of grievance flashing in her eyes.

"Brother Jin Nian, do you not believe in my work ability?"

Yan Xue's voice had become a bit sharper.

"Brother Jin Nian, do you not believe in my abilities?"

What Yan Lan can do, I can definitely do too.

"I'm a top graduate from a prestigious university, and my superior officer really admires me."

Mentioning the First Commander, Liu Jinnian stopped, sighed softly, and softened his tone considerably.

"Xiaoxue, that's not what I meant." He tried to soothe Yan Xue's emotions. "Don't worry about the X Research Institute anymore."

He paused, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

"Are you sure it's true that the Qin family and Redstone Capital are cooperating? Can Redstone really help my father and me take over the entire Qin family?"

Yan Xue's expression changed slightly, a hint of smugness appearing in her eyes.

"Of course, why would I lie to you?"

"As long as we cooperate well, taking down the Qin family is only a matter of time."

She tilted her head slightly, a hint of pride in her eyes.

Now that Liu Jinnian has decided to quit being a doctor, he no longer has any lingering attachment to Dr. X.

What he wants more right now is the Qin family.

He wanted to be far superior to Qin Shi, to take over the Qin family and change its ownership, so that Qin Shi would lose everything and Yan Lan would realize that she had misjudged him.

The office door clicked shut softly, and Qin Shi walked in with steady steps, his gaze fixed on Yan Lan.

His eyes held a hint of inquiry, and his tone was somewhat serious.

When did you start learning French?

Yan Lan was sitting at her desk, with several documents piled up in front of her.

She didn't even raise her head when she heard Qin Shi's question.

"I learned it in an elective course."

Her voice was calm and natural, as if she were talking about something very ordinary.

Qin Shi raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes. During their last meal together, he had noticed that Yan Lan's French was exceptionally fluent, with standard pronunciation and precise grammar—a level that couldn't be achieved through a typical elective course.

Even he only became so fluent in French after spending several years abroad and making a French friend.

He frowned slightly, his tone carrying a hint of inquiry.

"Elective course? Yan Lan, don't tell me you just studied it casually."

Yan Lan smiled slightly, picked up a document from the side, and casually flipped through it.

The paper rustled in her hands, but her brows gradually furrowed.

She looked up, a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Qin Shi, we're probably in big trouble."