After Lin Beichen dropped off Zhou Ya, he was about to go home to rest when he received a call from the university laboratory.
Looking at the number displayed, Lin Beichen frowned. Why would the professor from the Brain Science Research Lab call him?
Due to his extremely high enlightenment, at this moment, although he couldn't say he had surpassed human limits, he had long achieved photographic memory.
The numbers for all the laboratories at Imperial Capital University were already stored in his brain.
And he never stored any numbers in his phone, partly to prevent information theft and partly due to his own pride.
As soon as the call connected, Feng Jianxu's voice immediately rang out.
"Lin, aren't you meddling too much? A multinational corporation wants to donate to our lab, what right do you have to stop it?"
Feng Jianxu was very angry today.
The reason was simple.
