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Hong Chongzhen glanced at him from the corner of his eye. As if he had thought of something, his tone became cold.

“Oh right, you've been in A.M. before. What do you think of the A.M. Computing Inst.i.tute?”

Cheng Zihuai noticed Hong Chongzhen's intentional probing and could only say, “Besides Elder Zhong, Professor Si seems to be not bad either.”

Hong Chongzhen snorted, looking arrogant and proud. “Yes, Si Chengyan is alright. Zhong Shenglin only produced Si Chengyan. A.M. will be doomed sooner or later.”

With that said, he looked at Cheng Zihuai with a smile. “But the Qingchong Computing Center is different. Over the past few years, a large number of talents have flooded into our center. It's just a matter of time before we surpa.s.s the A.M. Computing Inst.i.tute.”

“Learn well. In the future, my position will be reserved for you.”

Hearing this, a glint flashed in Cheng Zihuai's eyes and he immediately said, “Thank you, Teacher.”

Hong Chongzhen snorted and started working on the project.

“Ge'er? Ge'er?”

Qin Lang called her softly from the side.

Pei Yunge regained her senses and looked at Qin Lang. “What's wrong?”

“It's Sat.u.r.day today. Do you want to go and watch my compet.i.tion with Grandpa?” Qin Lang asked and looked at Pei Yunge nervously.

Qin Lang had asked when Old Master Qin was not around, afraid that it would be difficult for Pei Yunge to make a choice in front of Old Master Qin.

“I'm not going. I have something on.”

With that said, Qin Lang's eyes darkened slightly. He clenched his fists unnaturally and forced a smile.

“Okay, Ge'er, be careful on the way.”

Qin Yu had an interview he could not reject today and had just left. However, Qin Luyan was in no hurry to go to work and was sitting by the side reading the newspaper.

He only glanced at that scene calmly and did not say anything.

Soon.

After Old Master Qin returned, he changed his clothes and put on a hat. He grabbed Qin Lang and asked, “I probably won't be found if I do this, right?”

Qin Lang comforted him, “No, no. How would anyone in my compet.i.tion know you?”

Old Master Qin was speechless.

He was also a dignified person, alright?

“Then is Ge'er not going?”

Hearing this, Qin Lang's body froze before he said with a smile, “Ge'er still has something on. Don't stick to your granddaughter all day long.”

“Rascal, who am I doing this for?!”

Old Master Qin slapped the back of Qin Lang's head and said angrily.

None of these three grandsons were close to his precious granddaughter!

He still wanted to help promote their relations.h.i.+p!

“Okay, okay. Then let's go. Otherwise, we will be late for the compet.i.tion.”

Qin Lang smiled, hiding the disappointment in his eyes.

Actually, Qin Lang should have left the headquarters with his teammates. However, because Pei Yunge returned yesterday, Qin Lang took leave the day before the compet.i.tion.

However…

Not long after they left…

Pei Yunge took a notebook from upstairs. When she was about to go to the A.M. Computing Inst.i.tute, she found two entry tickets on the coffee table.

Pei Yunge was speechless.

Were they planning to buy two folding chairs and squat outside to watch?

Actually, Qin Lang did not need to worry. He could enter as he was recognizable. He was afraid that Qin Lang would go backstage and the Old Master would only realize that he had no tickets when he entered the front door.

At this thought, Pei Yunge unconsciously pressed between her eyebrows and glanced at Qin Luyan, who was about to go out.

“What's wrong, Ge'er?” Qin Luyan asked when he saw that Pei Yunge looked concerned.

“Nothing.”

Pei Yunge thought for a moment before she went upstairs and put her laptop back. Then she left with two tickets.

According to the address on the ticket, Pei Yunge arrived at the venue in about half an hour.