My older sister is a villainous rich girl

"Huh? Are you asking me?"

"Yes... because Wayne might have a heavier workload when it comes to writing," she said, trying to be tactful.

Good grief, they're not counting on anyone else at all!

He sighed helplessly.

"I agree."

He was determined to help her to the end. He could already sense that Tasia was quite interested in the proposal, so he didn't mind saying a few more words to pave the way for her.

"With the materials provided by Lawrence as a reference, we may be able to avoid many unnecessary mistakes."

Seeing that the situation was settled, Laurence immediately revealed a smug smile.

“In that case, let’s start assigning tasks,” Chris said.

"If we're going to look up the information, Lawrence has to be there, and Tasia... as well as Wayne, as a key player, also has to go."

Whether it was a misperception or not, Wayne sensed a hint of reluctance in her tone when her name was mentioned.

“During the preparation period, the three of them formed a group to collect data and materials from various aspects. Molly, Gavin, and I were responsible for planning the routes to visit the homes of the target families.”

"Yay! I want to be in a group with Lady Chris!" Molly exclaimed excitedly.

But her joy didn't linger on her face for long before it was cruelly shattered by Chris's next words.

"--We'll start regrouping and decide on the specific arrangements for the travelers when the weekend comes."

"Eh...do we have to rearrange it all again?" Molly was extremely disappointed.

You guys!

Are they all lusting after my girlfriend's beauty?

Wayne felt his position as the official boyfriend was being challenged.

“Of course we need to rearrange it! No matter what, Chris and I will stay together.” He stood up and plopped down on Chris’s desk.

"Hey!" Chris slapped his thigh, both amused and annoyed.

Even without using much force, it still made a crisp "snap" sound.

Wayne remained completely unmoved.

He pressed down on her hand, which was resting on his thigh, and said firmly, "I'm going to be with Chris."

By the way, if you're going to leave the capital, will you stay overnight somewhere else?

Or... how about we bring a tent and go camping with Chris?

Seeing this loving couple's interaction, Molly was caught off guard and suddenly felt like she was being fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection).

She pouted, her tone sour: "Lord Wayne always monopolizes Lady Chris..."

The other three also had different expressions.

“Let’s discuss the group assignments after we’ve gathered all the information in the palace and meet before we set off,” Tasia said.

With this sentence as the closing statement, the first meeting of the investigation and research team came to an end.

Chapter 254 Strange Bribery Knowledge Increased

After the meeting, Wayne dragged Lawrence to the office building to find the chairman.

Since this guy has come to us, we should make the most of him, right?

"It's Wayne..."

Upon reaching the top floor, the assistant at his workstation near the entrance gave him an apologetic look.

“The chairman stipulates that everyone who comes to visit, regardless of their status, must make an appointment one day in advance. So I’m afraid I can’t introduce you today, but I can book your appointment for tomorrow,” she said.

Wayne decisively pulled Lawrence out from behind him.

On the way here, Wayne had already emphasized the importance of investigative qualifications, and Lawrence understood the mission he was carrying out. So he said in a cocky tone, "Beautiful lady, how about making an exception?"

The assistant smiled with pursed lips, but still shook her head.

Lawrence was immediately displeased.

Why is Richard allowed to skip the appointment?

"He is, after all, His Highness Prince Richard," the assistant said shyly. "How could anyone refuse him?"

Upon hearing these extremely cloying words, Lawrence's expression contorted in disgust.

He thought for a moment and said, "Is Richard really that good?"

"Mmm!" The assistant, who was around thirty years old, nodded shyly, like a young girl in the bloom of youth.

"But he already has someone he likes."

"Oh, come on! I just wanted to catch a glimpse of him from afar, I didn't have any dirty thoughts!"

Lawrence hesitated for a while, feeling he couldn't continue the conversation, so he turned back to look at Wayne.

"What should we do?" he asked in a low voice.

"Didn't you say you could handle anything?" Wayne replied calmly. "If you can't even handle this little thing, what use are you?"

Dejected by his defeat, Lawrence was unwilling to accept it and went into battle again.

He then spoke aggressively to the assistant—

“I can tell you Richard’s schedule so you have a chance to ‘bump into’ him.”

After these words were spoken, there was a silence for several seconds outside the chairman's office.

A moment later, the assistant's face flushed slightly.

“I would never betray the chairman for such a reason,” she said firmly.

"but--"

She stood up.

"Seeing your perseverance, I'll make an exception and introduce you to someone."

Wayne looked amazed.

So that's how it works... My knowledge of strange bribery has increased.

Before entering the chairman's office, she deliberately winked at Lawrence and whispered, "Don't forget to tell me secretly."

Then, he pushed open the door and entered.

"Mr. Chairman..." she greeted him loudly and cheerfully.

However, the moment the door opened, a clanging sound came from inside the office, as if something had been knocked over.

The assistant stopped mid-sentence.

Ok?

What could have caused such a strong reaction?

Wayne curiously peeked out of the doorway and peered into the office.

For the first time ever, Chairman Harold did not sit in his chair, but stood upright by the floor-to-ceiling window, tilting his head slightly upward.

It seemed to be gazing at the sky, or perhaps basking in the sunlight.

At his feet, a standing telescope that was once as tall as a person had fallen to the ground.

"Chairman," the assistant's voice turned somber.

"You wouldn't be... spying on the female teachers at the academy with binoculars again, would you?"

Wayne: !!!

Upon suddenly learning the chairman's little-known secret, Lawrence was equally shocked.

Harold jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on.

"Who was peeping! I wasn't peeping!"

He shouted, "I'm just doing astrological research!"

...If you weren't feeling guilty, why were you in such a panic when you opened the door?

Wayne was speechless at his clumsy explanation.

Sure enough, the assistant refused to believe such a flimsy excuse.

"You're kidding me! Can you even see stars during the day?" she scoffed.

Harold's expression turned serious in an instant. "Astrology is not just about observing stars; it also involves observing and recording the position and state of the moon, the sun, and other celestial bodies at every moment. Only by following their guidance can we explain and predict what is happening in the world today."

Astrology?

Wayne seemed to be deep in thought.

"Really?" the assistant asked skeptically. "Then tell me, when can I get married?"

“Miss Beatrice, Star cannot answer such specific personal questions. We must use other methods as aids to barely arrive at a vague answer.” Harold resumed his chairman's demeanor and sat back down in the chair behind his desk.

"But for now, let's address the more pressing issues first."

He looked up at Wayne and Lawrence.

"Are those two students over there having some kind of trouble?"

Although he didn't mention anything about making an appointment a day in advance, his attitude was certainly not enthusiastic.

Wayne went inside.

Only after the assistant closed the door did he reveal his purpose.

“Chairman, we are here to apply for an investigation qualification to conduct research on bloodlines.”

Harold's expression froze for a moment.

"Bloodline research?" He repeated the term with a strange meaning.

"Yes."

Wien explained in detail the background and reasons for assigning homework in the social philosophy class to Harold.

After listening attentively to his speech, the chairman pondered for a while.

“Normally, I wouldn’t qualify ordinary students to conduct this kind of dangerous research,” he said.

Wayne nodded understandingly.

"Understood. But we're just trying to complete our assignments better; we don't necessarily want to achieve any specific survey results."

He explained, "Therefore, the research mainly focuses on textual materials, so the danger is not great."

Even with Wayne's repeated assurances, Harold still hesitated.

He started fiddling with the magnifying glass on his desk again, almost unconsciously.

Wayne and Lawrence didn't urge them, but stood quietly to the side and waited.

After a long while, he spoke again: "Considering that Tasia and you are the top two in the grade, I can give you special treatment."

"However... you need to submit a copy to me before your research report is officially submitted."

His request was a bit strange, but Wayne agreed anyway.

Harold pulled a standard-format investigation qualification certificate from under his desk, filled in some information, and then tossed it sideways.

Wayne caught it precisely with one hand.

"If there's nothing else, you should go home now," he said, dismissing them.

Chapter 255 When did you become such a good liar?

After leaving the office building, Lawrence sighed, "I never imagined that the chairman would be this kind of person."

Beside him, Wayne also had a peculiar expression.

Well... perhaps because he had already made this connection, after a moment of slight surprise at first, he quickly accepted the reality.