"Professor Denis, please come in, please come in..." Said Christopher isgrub, laughing.

Er

How does it feel like Christopher isgrub is different from before?

What's the difference? Deline felt that he was much happier than before

No matter where Christopher isgrub was happy, Denise's attention was back to business.

"Dean Christopher isgrub, I have something important to discuss with you today..." Said Denise with a smile.

"What's the matter?"

"Qin Luo wants to hold a press conference..." Said dlinese.

Another press conference?

When he heard dline's words, Christopher isgrub was obviously stunned for a moment, and then his face showed a brilliant smile: "this is a good thing, support, I am sure to support it strongly!"

"Now inform the school affairs office immediately and let them contact the major media. Tomorrow morning, no, it should be this afternoon."

"We will hold a press conference this afternoon..."

Denise:???

Why is his brain a little confused?

It's a little different from the script he imagined

The last time he proposed to hold a press conference, it was a series of threats and inducements that forced Christopher isgrub to agree.

But today, Christopher isgrub didn't mean to refuse at all.

This makes already ready for the second palace, dreine, has a kind of reserve force a punch on the cotton feeling.

MMP, how helpless

Simply determine the details of the work, and Denise turns to leave the room.

A few minutes later, he gave a brief account of Qin Luo.

"This is probably the case. President Christopher isgrub has agreed to hold the press conference and set the time for the press conference at 2:00 p.m. this is not much time. Qin Luo, you should prepare early..." Said Denise with a smile.

Afternoon?

Qin Luo murmured in a soft voice, and a bright smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "don't worry, professor. I know what to do..."

In order to win the war of public opinion, Qin Luo made a lot of preparations, and he was confident that he could deal with it in any situation.

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Burmington's face has lost the former calm, replaced by the face of anxiety.

Even though all the efforts of MIT and MIT have become futile.

What he was most worried about was that the whole academic community was mobilized with the support of MIT.

Colleges and universities have sprung up like mushrooms, and they have spoken out in support of Qin Luo, including Cambridge, Harvard, Oxford and Yale.

It makes burmington feel like he's in a lot of trouble.

The pressure is like Mount Tai, heavy pressure on his shoulder, so that he can hardly breathe.

Of course, his pressure is far more than that. His pressure also comes from his companions.

"Burmington, why is this so? I hope you can give me an explanation!" Michael Dale's face was black, his voice was cold, and his eyes were ablaze with anger.