"Xiaochu, I'm sure you've heard by now. Things are still up in the air, though. The different parties are still jockeying for position, so just hang tight for a bit."
Just before noon, Lin Chu received a message from Su Chaoyue.
His words were, of course, meant to be reassuring.
Lin Chu could vaguely sense his helplessness and frustration. It was, after all, a direct slap in the face. They'd just agreed to the terms last night, and now the old professor had been utterly humiliated. He must have been in a sorry state.
But higher powers had intervened. As the head of the lab, there was surely nothing Su Chaoyue could do.
Lin Chu could understand all of this.
