"He thinks that Ji Ziyin is going to soar." Qiao Nian let him look at the documents indifferently.
Feng Yu opened the folder and flipped through a few pages. Still angry, he raised his head and asked, "Doesn't he know that you've also entered the Privy Council?"
Qiao Nian glassed a glass of water for herself. Hearing his question, she put down the glass and shrugged lazily. She knew a certain someone very well. "Ji Ziyin probably didn't say anything."
Feng Yu was silent for a moment before he understood the twists and turns. He could not help but sneer. "That's true. How could she bear to let you steal the limelight?"
Feng Yu casually flipped through the document and then signed his name. He then handed the document to the girl and asked, "Why are you using so many nuclear research materials? What have you been researching recently?"
"A weapon." Qiao Nian did not say much.
