Professor Zhang, does he know the secrets of the promotion ceremony? Does he know he's taking risks?
Bai Mo instinctively looked toward Professor Zhang seated in the front row, just in time to see him looking down at his phone, from a slanted angle, seeing him turn off his WeChat.
Bai Mo's gaze captured the last words in the conversation list between Professor Zhang and Chairman Chen Shu…
[I understand the risks. Just let me take this journey.]
He also saw a phrase in the conversation list, saying…
[Let's get a divorce.]
Bai Mo furrowed his brow and looked again at the thick stack of documents in his hand.
"The refining has gone wrong.
"Could the errors be in this mathematical derivation process?"
He flipped open the documents and began reading from the first page.
Refining the Fire Consciousness Soup was just child's play to him.
He had previously studied a lot in the area of mathematics.
