The Unveiling of Secret Queen

He didn’t have much to say, smoothed things over and said, ”Maybe there’s traffic on the road, let’s wait a little longer.”

Nathalie Quinlan said nothing, leaning against the desk. Since Jackson Wafford suggested waiting, she didn’t argue and waited patiently.

Everyone thought that even if the people from Maybelissa encountered traffic, they would be at most half an hour late, but who would have thought this wait would last two hours.

Initially, Jackson Wafford could still smooth things over and find excuses for the other side.

But later on, he couldn’t come up with excuses anymore.

Two hours, such a long time, it was obviously a power play!

This behavior indirectly demonstrated that they didn’t take the Tsinghua University research team seriously, which is why they were so brazenly late.

”What’s going on here?” Sadam Vinson frowned. In front of the elders, he restrained himself from acting out, but his handsome face didn’t look good, and he was about to go out to make a phone call: ”I’ll call them and ask where they are.”

Nathalie Quinlan stopped him first, her expression indifferent, and said, ”I’ll do it.”

Sadam Vinson looked at her, wanting to speak but holding back.

However, he knew in his heart that this cooperation depended entirely on Nathalie Quinlan coming forward, so he moved his lips and said nothing more: ”Thank you, Nathalie.”

Nathalie Quinlan picked up her phone and was about to call Valencia Jett.

She had just reached the door when she saw a large group of people coming down the corridor towards them.

It seemed to be people from Maybelissa.

Leading them was a middle-aged foreign man, in his forties or fifties, showing signs of age at the corners of his eyes and brows, but with restrained brightness in his eyes, revealing a strong and flamboyant personality with an air of arrogance.

The middle-aged man also saw her, walked over, and asked in a relatively polite tone, ”Hello, young lady, is this the principal’s office?”

Nathalie Quinlan raised her eyebrows, slowly put away her phone, and responded, ”Ah, yes.”

The man turned back, nodded to his people, and said, ”This is it, let’s go in.”

Before going in, he didn’t forget to say ’thank you’ to the girl, but despite the smile on his face while thanking, his eyes never really looked at the person he was thanking as he brushed past her and went in.

Nathalie Quinlan watched them go in, then slowly lifted her gaze, clicked her tongue, and leisurely walked into the office.

*

”Sorry, Master Cadmus, for keeping you waiting.” The middle-aged man quickly walked to Master Cadmus as soon as he entered and shook hands with him, explaining insincerely, ”We encountered some issues at the hotel, which delayed us a bit. Really sorry, hope you all don’t mind?”

As the saying goes, one doesn’t hit a smiling face.

Even if Jackson Wafford, Shawn Norton, and others were dissatisfied with the other party’s behavior, they still responded courteously out of politeness, saying they didn’t mind.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, retracted his smile, and raised his hand to signal. His subordinate then opened a briefcase, taking out a black laptop from inside.

He didn’t say much, scanning the office with his eyes, and smilingly said, ”We are here this time for the chip cooperation project. Since it’s a cooperation, we definitely need to first discuss the project. I’ve brought the chip, but our chip isn’t complete, with a small bug that has never been resolved. I wonder if you could help solve it? Solving this issue would allow us to continue the discussions.”

As he spoke, he stepped aside and made a ’please’ gesture.

Full of provocation.