Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 829: Giving Dreams and Future People (3)

After a simple handshake, Mr. Ofey followed the director quickly into the institute.

“Where is he?” Mr. Ofei was quite direct, perhaps because of his long standing, and made him lose sight of his elder relationship with the director.

“Arranged in a conference room, I made Frankie feel at ease.” The director shook his head, "What the hell happened to Frankie? ”

“In fact…” Mr. Ofey had to briefly describe what had happened in the morning and then said: “I consulted with several doctors who made the initial judgement that the irritation was excessive and caused memory disturbances… it took time to unwind the happy knot. ”

The director sighed, of course he knew what Dr. Frankie's heart was... and what it was between Ofey and Frenchy's father and son.

In front of the conference room door, the director stopped, “Go in yourself. ”

Mr. Ofey was not a man of correction, and he nodded very briefly. But as he was about to push the door in, the door opened first.

Out came a man in a white coat, about thirty years old. Mr. Ofey speculated that the man should have been arranged by the director to appease his father, so he nodded and said quickly: "Thank you. ”

Of course, the researcher knew Mr. Ofey, but facing Mr. Ofey's gratitude at this moment, he just shook his head in a hurry, and the reporter looked a little anxious, and he said, “Sir... perhaps you should really look at what Dr. Frankie wrote... me, I don't know how to say it... but it's amazing! Dr. Frankie is a genius! Great genius! ”

Looking at the excited researcher, Mr. Ofey and the director looked stunnedly at each other instantly before Mr. Ofey unconsciously pushed the door open.

Push gently, as if the child was pushing a heavy door - in the conference room, Dr. Frankie was standing on the edge of the wall. As Mr. Ofey saw in his working room at home, the walls have been filled with a dense formula with water pens by Dr. Frankie at this moment.

They slowly walked into the conference room and the sound of walking was extremely light. At this point, the director looked up at what Dr. Frankie had written and subconsciously held his glasses, his lips slightly open and gradually became surprised - at the end of the day, the director suddenly changed his face dramatically.

“Paper! Pen!” The Director simply said two words, and the researcher rushed to find a stack of A4 paper from the cabinet in the corner next to the conference room, and then removed the atomic pen from his clothes and sent it to the Director.

I just saw the director do it directly at this point, watching Dr. Frankie write down what he wrote on the wall, and focusing on what he painted on the formula he had already copied, "Oh my God... this is how I solved it... this is a whole new algorithm! How did you do that? How did you do it...”

The director was frequently amazed, as Columbus had discovered a whole new continent, and the researcher himself had picked up additional paper and pens at that time, learning to look like the director, and copied them, while analyzing and calculating them himself, and when he was surprised, he said directly, "Look, with this kinetic impulse, the power output could increase by four and a half percent! ”

They were enthusiastically discussing, forgetting so… like Dr. Frankie writing things down on the wall.

Mr. Ofey suddenly felt that he didn't belong in this place - he looked quietly at Dr. Frankie's back and remembered years ago… when he was young.

Whether at home or at the Academy of Sciences, he always sees this kind of backdrop, immersed in his own world.

Ignored the family, ignored everything.

He opened his mouth and tried to wake everyone in the room, but when he was about to throw up a few words, he somehow swallowed them.

Mr. Ofei had no difficulty in judging that his father, at this moment, was writing something so important to the entire Academy of Sciences - that the Director and the fellow would be so disoriented.

Mr. Ofei took a silent step back and sat down in a chair close to the wall.

I don't know how the story got out, it was probably a passing researcher who saw the scene, and he walked in curious, and he found out that he was looking at the director of Dr. Frankie's shadow like a student, and then he was amazed at the knowledge on the wall, and finally he silently picked up the note and sat on the conference table.

Gradually, one, two, three… the empty table doesn't know when it's full of people, young, middle-aged, even as old as the head.

And then next to the conference table, one, two… people gradually got more and more, and the conference room didn't know when it was going to get crowded.

There was a lot of talk, but it was surprisingly maintained at a very low decibel level, and they all seemed afraid to disturb Dr. Frankie because the voice was too loud, and he was writing a lot of new knowledge pens.

The process of learning knowledge by researchers is a crazy process of forgetting me.

They are even more devout than the worshippers who went to church… A female researcher with glasses looked down at his book and walked past Mr. Ofey at this point.

The female researcher's shoes even stepped on Mr. Ofey's foot, but she didn't notice, and then came back and walked again... stepped on it once.

Mr. Ofey was a little angry and coughed slightly, just trying to get the female researcher to pay a little attention, but instead he glanced at her and made a silent gesture.

Mr. Ofey stood helplessly and squeezed out of the crowd - that's when Mr. Ofey realized that the hallway was actually full of people, and they stuck it in front of the glass windows in the conference room and focused their eyes.

There were even a lot of people sitting on the floor. Someone squeezed it out of the conference room and spread out what he had copied on the ground, and someone immediately moved it to watch.

Mr. Ofey shook his head, in which case it was unlikely that he would have taken Dr. Frankie away, or he would have been impressed by the researchers for a while, even if he had stared at the title of Minister of Defence and Security.

Mr. Ofey came to the tea room helplessly and saw a serving security officer here.

The security officer walked in and, after a glance, recognized Mr. Ofey, instantly standing up straight and paying a complimentary tribute to Mr. Ofey.

Mr. Ofey shook his head and smelled a little self-derisive: "I'm not different from you after work, just relax. For example, they can ignore me completely, can't they? ”

“They're all big masters of high science, different.” The security guard may have imagined what happened to Mr. Ofey… But even so, he still dared not be too ‘comfortable’ in front of Mr. Ofey, but to remain cautious at all times, "Sir, the water heater is broken, the timing is not working, now only cold water can be poured. ”

Mr. Ofey stunned, “After all these years, is this water heater still broken? Haven't you changed yet? ”

“It has never been repaired and hot water can be accessed elsewhere.” Security personnel said, "I heard it was also meant to save some money. The director often nags about the fact that the state is spending less and less... Did you just say that for so many years? ”

He looked at Mr. Ofey with surprise.

Instead of saying anything, he squeezed his sleeve around the back of the water heater and, in the eyes of surprise of the security guards, easily removed the rear cover of the water heater and beat it up.

But a moment later, the water heater actually started working, and the security guard was like, "Oh... you're amazing, sir. ”

“That's what my wife always says.” Mr. Ofey shook his head, "though I would only tamper with these things… I used to study electromechanical engineering, simple repairs could still be done. ”

The security guard suddenly remembered some gossip in the institute… the high ranking officer, his wife seemed to have served here and was a fellow of high rank.

“Oh, right. ”

Seems to recall something, Mr. Ofey looked at the security guard at the moment and said, "Call someone and pour some water over those guys in the conference room, or they'll die of thirst. Look at these guys, I don't know if they'll drink anything. ”

Nevertheless, the security personnel nodded.

Mr. Ofey walked out of the tea room with the cup, but suddenly stopped and turned around and asked, "Right, room 118 on the fifth floor, whose office is it now? ”

The security guard stunned, and he said, “There's never been anyone in that office. It's empty. Heard it was Dr. Frankie... Oh, that's what your father asked for. ”

“Really...” If Mr. Ofey thinks about it, turns around and leaves, "Do your thing, leave me alone, I'll just walk around. ”

It was not until Mr. Ofey had completely left his sight that the security guard was relieved, and while Mr. Ofey was there, he did not even dare breathe a breath.

……

Mr. Ofei has been standing quietly for several minutes in front of a room door marked with 118 characters. It's just that a lot of researchers are concentrated downstairs in the conference room, so it seems very quiet here, and naturally no one bothers them —— even when Mr. Ofey looks so weird at the moment.

Because not only did he stand in front of the door, but he also put the phone in his ear and didn't talk —— implicitly, he could hear the woman's voice coming out of the phone.

Message Box.

- Yeah, it's Lewis' birthday next week? Oh, my God, I'm such a failure as a mother.

- Mm-hmm.

Ofey, when this experiment succeeds, I must ask my teacher for a vacation. It's been a long time since we've traveled together. Will you be free?

- Mm-hmm.

- Orpheus, are you having a hard time?

- Mm-hmm.

I'm sorry, I fell asleep too tired to hear your call... you should be asleep at this point, have you had a glass of milk before bed... love you.

- Mm-hmm.

- Fortunately? It's not hard, because it's my ideal too...

- Mm-hmm.

Mr. Ofey finally dropped the phone and gently touched the door number in front of the door, ghostly: “Maggie... I'm fine, don't worry. ”

“Mr. Ofey, you're here! Dr. Frankie's passed out. Go check it out!” In the distance, the voice of the security guard who met in the tea room was heard.

“I'll be right there…” Mr. Ofey stepped out, silently: “Did you call an ambulance? ”

“Already called. ”

……

……

It was night, ‘Arnault' looked at the closing bathroom door in Bedroom 403 and quickly took a bag out of the drawer and stuffed it in the bag.

After collecting the items, ‘Arnault’ walked to the bathroom door, knocked a few times, the water stopped inside, “Is something wrong? ”

"I'm going to the library," said Arnault. "I'll probably be back later. ”

Caroline opened the curtain, frowned, and responded quickly: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back. Be careful yourself. ”

‘Arnold' smiled and patted the door gently. 'It's okay, don't worry. ”

He quickly opened the door and locked it, but didn't leave right away... ‘Arnold’ hesitated for a while before finally removing a small thread and putting it in the door seam.

He left the boys' dormitory with his schoolbag on his back - certainly not to study in the library.

When ‘Arnold' passed by a convenience store not far downstairs, he suddenly stopped. He walked straight in and bought a condom from the counter before leaving.

But he hasn't taken a few steps yet, and someone shot him in the back on his shoulder, and there was a voice calling his real name, "Hailey, where are you going? ”

‘Arnault’... Hailey's gaze suddenly stared so hard that he just felt the strength of his palm resting on his shoulder, but left him feeling weak all over his body.

This is the voice of… Boston.

Hailey's throat muttered quietly and turned around slowly, seeing Persia looking at herself exactly in her spare time, "I... I've got a few students on a date and I'm ready to sell them. ”

“Oh, yeah, what a coincidence.” Boston shrugged.

Hailey said calmly: “You... what are you doing here all of a sudden? I'm not negatively lazy, don't worry. ”

Boston shrugged his shoulders and scorned: "Do you dare? Don't even think about it. I don't have time to stare at you. I sent Boss Arnold here. ”

“Arnold...” Hayley's face changed slightly instantly, "He... he came, why...”

“Tomorrow's the exam. Have you forgotten? ”

In the shadow beside him, Arnold slowly came out. He came in front of Hailey, looked at it and said softly: "It's time to switch back. What's wrong with you? What's wrong with your face? ”

Hailey hastily said: "I'm on my way to deliver, if I change it back now... Why not later? ”

Arnold glanced at Hailey skeptically and frowned softly: "No, let Boston escort you there. After the delivery, you will leave in Boston's car. I won't be out when I get back to my bedroom... What, is there a problem? ”

“No, no.” Hailey lowered his head.

Boston walked right up to me and put his hand on Hailey's shoulder, smiling softly: "No problem, just go! Hurry up and finish the delivery. Have fun later! Hayley, don't tell me I don't care about you. I just opened a new nightclub. It's great! ”

“Yes… is it?” Hailey just feels a little soft in his footsteps.

What to do - he hid Arnold's story about Caroline. Wait, if Arnold goes back to his bedroom and sees Caroline...

What to do...

He was in a dark hurry, but Arnault suddenly shouted at him, "Wait, don't go yet. ”

Hailey's pupils suddenly contracted, but Boston grabbed his shoulder and turned back, “Boss, what else do you want? Say it! ”

Arnold said softly, "Hailey, you forgot to give me the keys to the bedroom. ”

“Keys… oh, right, right. ”

Hailey hurriedly put the bag down and started flipping, but he flipped it for a while, and finally he turned his pocket again, and finally he couldn't help himself: “I forgot my keys, I must have come out in such a hurry... you know, these students had a bad patience and had to designate a delivery or something. ”

“What are you panicking about? I didn't say anything.” Arnold shook his head, "forget the tape, I'll go to the janitor, you guys go. ”

“All right, boss!” Boston responded directly.

Hayley wouldn't dare say anything more and just let Boston push himself away.

Arnold watched Hailey leave before hiding in the shadows. He walked along the shadow to the dormitory building and waited until no one came in or out before walking in quickly.

He soon came into the janitor's room, and the janitor saw him come in, and he subconsciously said, "Is something wrong? Didn't you just go out? ”

“Have you seen anyone strange lately?” Arnault said softly.

The administrator stunned and then stood up, complimenting him: "Boss. ”

The administrator hurried Arnold in and closed the door. “Don't worry, boss. ”

Arnold nodded and took out a roll of money and put it on the table, "This month's wage, do it yourself. ”

“Hey, thanks, boss.” The janitor laughed and licked his fingers in a hurry and started counting the bills.

Arnold was cold at the moment and asked, "Isn't Hayley weird? ”

The administrator whispered, "It's nothing odd, it's just going in and out... oh yeah, he brought a woman back and stayed for days. ”

“What woman?” Arnold frowned.

"It's quite a face, I don't think I've seen it before, but it's pretty... Boss, she should still be in the bedroom, maybe you can... hey. ”

“Do your thing.” Arnault said softly: “Give me the keys. ”

After leaving the janitor's room, Arnold texted Boston on his cell phone: Keep an eye on Hailey.