Nalan Group.
Top-floor office.
Nalan Ye Jue, sitting in a wheelchair, looked across with calm eyes.
The entire wall was dominated by a giant ultra-clear screen, displaying the same foreign webpage as that on the Imperial University associate professor's office computer.
The content was even clearer and more comprehensive.
It included many parts that were undecoded on ordinary webpages.
One of the senior executives of the group was eagerly reporting: "BMP-16 is a significant medical discovery. Once applied in research and turned into a drug, it can solve all human skeletal diseases! Our group must seize this opportunity to secure the patent rights for development. By then, Young Master, you might even..."
He intended to say, your lame leg might stand up.
But, glancing at Nalan Ye Jue, he shivered, intimidated by the aura, and dared not say the word "lame" out loud.
