Chapter 1666

Ten minutes later, by the time Royce reappeared, he was already holding a thick stack of bills.

"Boss, this is our aid bill to MIT this year."

"Total: 365 million..."

Said Royce, smiling.

360 million, not much for Oracle, but for a university, this is a number that can not be underestimated.

"Royce, what do you say if we get this money back?" Burmington said with a smile on his lips and a slight narrowing of his eyes.

"The pictures will be wonderful." Said Royce, smiling.

"I think so..." Burmington waved his hand and said, "then do it now..."

"Understand!"

Looking at Royce's disappearing figure, burmington's eyes twinkled with fine light.

There are two meanings in what he does.

First of all, at this moment he has torn his face at MIT, so he does not need to keep his hands on MIT.

Second, by doing so, he is also a warning to the rest of the colleges.

If anyone dares to fight against him, he will go to the door and ask for someone to look good.

Burmington felt that this thunderous method was enough to frighten the entire American academic community.

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the black Mercedes is parked at the gate of MIT.

"Card wipe..."

Royce pushed the door out, then swaggered to the dean's office with his briefcase.

As a regular visitor to MIT, he is quite familiar with MIT.

To put it bluntly, even if he was blindfolded, he could find David Schmidt lane.

A few minutes later, Royce stood in front of the dean's room.

"Dong Dong Dong..." Royce knocked on the door of the dean's room.

"In!" Inside came the deep voice of David Schmidt lane.

"Card wipe..." Royce opened the door and said with a loud smile, "Dean David Schmidt lane, long time no see..."

Looking at Royce as he pushed through the door, David Schmidt Lane put down his report and pushed his glasses.

"It's Mr. Royce. I haven't seen you for a long time. Please have a seat..." David Schmidt Lane looked blandly at Royce.

His plain eyes make people unable to understand his real intention.

At the invitation of David Schmidt lane, Royce was not polite. He opened his stool and sat down opposite him with a smile.

"What I'm coming from, Dean David Schmidt lane, I guess?" Royce squinted and asked with a smile.

"What do you mean? What's the purpose? What do I know? " David Schmidt Lane looked blank.

Old fox

When he scolded David Schmidt Lane in his heart, Royce was no longer talking nonsense and went straight to the theme: "David Schmidt lane, you should know what Professor Cameron has done?"

"Oh, so you said it for this. I know about it. What's wrong with it? Is there any problem?" David Schmidt Lane immediately asked.

Questions?

It's a big problem.

"Don't you want to say something, Dean David Schmidt lane? Don't you think Professor Cameron is doing something wrong? " Royce had a cold face and a low voice.

Right?

David Schmidt Lane thought it over and nodded heavily.

He suddenly found that he did seem to have done something wrong.