The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

Fu Hua took a sip of osmanthus tea: "If you're willing, I can offer you a stable and respectable job."

Li Yan is her entire meaning.

Being neglected by her brother Yan was more painful for her than anything else.

She didn't care what happened as long as he wasn't annoyed.

Tan Rongrong remained expressionless and casually asked, "Where?"

"Kyoichi."

Fu Hua said frankly, "If you don't want to stay in Beijing, I can help you find a job in another city, but you'll have to wait a while."

Tan Rongrong remained silent for a moment, thinking to herself: Beijing is such a big city, as long as I don't actively seek out Li Yan, he definitely won't be able to find me.

Staying in Beijing would at least allow me to be closer to him.

At least, I can sneak a peek at him.

After thinking it through, she looked up at Fu Hua.

She shook her head slightly: "I don't want to trouble you any further. Let's just stay in Beijing."

She pleaded earnestly with Fu Hua, "Comrade Fu, may I ask you for a favor?"

Fu Hua's eyes flickered slightly: "You tell me."

"Could you please not tell Brother Yan about this? Don't let him find me."

Tan Rongrong lowered her eyes, her lips pressed tightly together: "I've already dragged him down enough, I don't want to burden him any further, let him live a peaceful life from now on."

As she spoke, she took an envelope out of her bag: "Please return these to Brother Yan as well. He has been very, very good to me, he doesn't need to be any better to me."

Fu Hua glanced at the envelope and saw that it contained green banknotes; judging by the thickness, it was about 20,000 yuan.

She distributed over 30,000 yuan to everyone in total, and Li Yan gave more than half of it to Tan Rongrong.

The feelings for a sister with no blood relation are not so simple.

Are you sure?

Tan Rongrong nodded, her gaze firm: "I'll have a job soon, and I can support myself."

Fu Hua noticed the desolation in her eyes but didn't ask any further questions.

She nodded slightly: "Okay, I promise you."

.........

In the office of Kanghua's R&D company,

Clutching the fake experimental data Tan Rongrong had given him, Shi Zhong paced back and forth in the room, visibly excited.

The smile on his face was impossible to hide, and he walked with a light and airy gait.

He couldn't wait a moment longer and immediately sent someone to fetch his cousin, Professor Shi.

Professor Shi quickly pushed open the door and came in, and saw Shi Chong looking as happy as a child who had received a new toy.

"What good news is it? Let me hear it."

Professor Shi walked over with a smile.

"You've finally arrived."

Shi Chong turned around, so happy he couldn't sit still.

He pulled Professor Shi to the desk and slammed the data onto it.

"Cousin, look! We finally got the core data for the heart valves we needed!"

"That's great! We can produce samples right away and get them on the market before public hospitals. Then we'll make a fortune and establish a firm foothold in the entire medical field!"

"Yeah?"

When Instructor Shi saw Shi Chong's smug expression, his brows furrowed instantly.

He reached out and tapped the table, his tone becoming more somber.

"What? Aren't you excited?"

Shi Chongwen.

Instructor Shi immediately poured cold water on the situation: "Don't be so happy yet. Getting carried away is the easiest way to make mistakes."

That Tan Rongrong you're looking for, won't she be turned by Fu Hua? Don't underestimate Fu Hua, I told you before, that girl is no simpleton.

What if this data is fake, or it's a trap they deliberately set?

"We've invested so much money, and in the end it'll all be for nothing, and we'll get into big trouble!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Zhong's smile instantly froze, and his initial elation cooled considerably.

He was only thinking about getting the data and didn't think about this aspect at all.

He panicked instantly and moved closer to Instructor Shi.

He asked urgently, "Cousin, what... what do we do now? We've already got the data, we can't just throw it away, can we? We've put so much effort into this, we absolutely can't give up halfway!"

Professor Shi sat in his chair, his fingertips lightly tapping the table.

After a moment of contemplation, he slowly spoke: "It's not difficult to verify the authenticity of the data."

"Is there someone in my lab who would be perfect for this?"

"Who is it?"

"Yin Xian".

Professor Shi's gaze was deep: "He previously led the heart assist device project independently and did it extremely successfully."

His professional skills are top-notch in the entire laboratory; no one is better than him in terms of sensitivity to and verification ability regarding this type of data.

He only needs to take the data and conduct a simulation and parameter comparison to immediately reveal whether it's true or false.

Upon hearing this, Shi Zhong's eyes lit up instantly.

He nodded repeatedly: "Yes, how could I forget Yin Xian? He studied abroad and was in charge of several major projects. I absolutely trust his professional skills. Cousin, you're so thoughtful. Quickly send someone to call him over!"

A short while later, Yin Xian strode into the office.

He was wearing a clean white lab coat, and his expression was calm.

Looking at the solemn yet expectant expressions on the two people's faces at the table, I had a vague idea of ​​what was going on.

Professor Shi had mentioned it to him before.

Professor Shi didn't beat around the bush and directly presented the experimental data to him.

His tone was serious and solemn: "Yin Xian, this is core data from our newly acquired heart valve research and development project. It's of great importance."

Go to the lab immediately to conduct comprehensive data verification, hemodynamic simulation, and parameter logic comparison.

We need to investigate every detail thoroughly to confirm whether the data is authentic and usable, and whether it can support sample development and experiments.

Remember, you must be very careful and make no mistakes whatsoever. Tell me the results immediately!

"Understood, teacher."

Yin Xian was surprised, but he didn't show it; he always had a very good mental fortitude.

He nodded solemnly, reached for the data on the table, and didn't ask any further questions.

Led by Shi Zhong's men, we entered the core laboratory, where the heavy laboratory door was closed.

Outside the laboratory, both Shi Zhong and his mentor Shi Shi had lost their previous focus.

The two sat on the sofa in the rest area, the atmosphere heavy.

Shi Zhong was restless, and every now and then he would stand up and walk to the door to look around.

He glanced back at the direction of the laboratory every now and then, his palms sweating.

I felt both expectant and anxious, fearing that bad news might come from inside.

"Cousin, do you think... this data might actually be fake?"

"I glanced at Tan Rongrong during the handover; she was just a recent graduate, very naive, not the type to be cunning."

Professor Shi's complexion wasn't much better than his; he remained tense the entire time.

His tone was cautious: "You can't judge a book by its cover. She won't, but someone else will."

There's no point in saying anything now; we'll have to wait for Yin Xian's decision.

If this data is true, our rise to prominence is just around the corner.

If it's fake, we will not only suffer heavy losses, but our opponents will also have leverage over us, leading to endless troubles.

He thought further ahead than Shi Zhong; if this data were accurate,

They can quickly seize the domestic market for artificial heart valves, monopolize related businesses, and reap both fame and fortune.

Whether in the company or the Chinese Academy of Sciences, his status will rise accordingly, and he will gain more resources and a greater say.

But if it's fake, all the previous investments will be wasted, and it will attract the attention of regulators, completely ruining your future in this industry.

The two, each preoccupied with their own thoughts, waited anxiously in the office.

Every minute and every second felt incredibly long.

He even lowered his voice when he spoke, remaining tense the entire time, not daring to relax for a moment.

Not long after, the laboratory door was pushed open...