Chapter 200

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Duraven immediately stood up and drove the chair behind him to a sound. He stepped back several steps, as if Lena were some kind of monster, trying to let people escape from him.

Lena Ian gray!

It is said that he suddenly appeared at the wedding of the pure blood family, robbed the bride, and published a set of theories in public, which made dozens of mages present blow their heads.

In the description, Lena plays the piano and plays a joyful tune. On the other hand, with the rhythm of the music, the heads of the pure blood mages burst like fireworks. Finally, the whole wedding venue is a sea of corpses, even the bride's white wedding dress is dyed blood red.

Of course, this is an exaggerated rumor, but duraven can't help but shudder when he thinks about it now.

I did say something about cognitive breakdown just now, but it was just a casual boast, but I didn't expect that the person was sitting on one side and didn't say a word in the whole process!

How can he get back at me? Is he going to make my cognition collapse?

When dulaven thought of the rumored scene, he fought on both legs and walked unsteadily.

"Lena, don't scare Mr. duraven."

When director pasiwar saw duraven's cold sweat, he seemed to be afraid that Lena would suddenly say a word to make his cognition collapse, so he opened his mouth to make a round.

"Sorry, I'm just kidding."

With a shrug, Lena stepped down from the blackboard and returned the paper to duraven's desk.

"Mr. dulaven's idea is very good, but it may need more practical and theoretical support."

Duraven retreated step by step with Lena, then tripped over a chair and fell to the ground. But even so, he was still staring at Lena and did not dare to neglect him.

"Watch your step, Mr. duraven."

Lena said, stretching out his hand to pull each other up, but duraven looked at Lena's hand, as if it would fester if he touched it, and crawled toward the door.

"I, I'll leave first."

Duraven, too, could not recall his copy of the paper, and left the door in dismay.

"His father is the deputy director of the mage Management Department of the magic association. This time, his father wanted us to teach this whimsical son a lesson."

When the other party left, director pasiwar said.

"Duravin is his youngest son. He has been spoiled since childhood, and his magic level is not high, but he likes to think wildly. His mother has always taken care of duravin, so his father is not convenient to criticize, so we can only do it for him."

No wonder we don't stop Lena from exposing the loopholes of the other side. It turns out that there is a backstage.

Lena thought, it seems that whether he appeared or not, director pasiwar would refute the paper of perpetual motion machine.

On second thought, Lena suddenly felt as if he had been calculated. Although he wanted to reject this paper, it seems that he has become his own proof, which denies duraven's idea. Director pasiwar and others have nothing to do with it, and he doesn't know who duraven will hate in the end.

But it doesn't matter. Lena thought that if he really wants to compare with the backstage, I'm afraid no one link mage can be harder than himself.

"Your performance just now really surprised me. I just intuitively felt that there was something wrong with the design in the paper. I didn't expect that you directly proved it by mathematical means. You are worthy of creating a new coordinate system."

Director pasiwar said he began to sort out the scattered papers on his desk and was ready to leave the conference room.

"Maybe it's just that the proof process is too simple. I'll write it casually."

Said Lena, spreading his hand.

Roger had packed up and left. In the huge conference room, only director pasiwar and Lena were left.

"You must have seen a lot of people like this outside the manor. The only difference between them is whether they can come in or not."

Director pasiwar said earnestly and patted Lena on the shoulder.

"I know that at a young age, you have won many honors that ordinary people can't get in their whole life, so you may want to express yourself in all aspects and regulate yourself with higher requirements. But Laina, to tell you the truth, you are only a ring mage after all. You should focus on improving your magic level. This is what I give you as an elder "I have no experience."

"I understand."

Although Lena wanted to say something, he didn't speak after all, only nodded silently.

"Where do you live?"

Director pasiwar asked again.

"Well, a hotel in the city. What's the matter?"

Mercury balance has reserved a relatively comfortable hotel for Lena, where he will rest for a week.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to invite you to dinner tonight. It's also a welcome ceremony as a person in charge."Director pasiwar suggested, not looking at Lena with deep meaning.

"Of course I would. It's my pleasure."

Although he didn't agree with the director's behavior, Lena still gave the other party enough face. After all, the problem of behavior is only a personal choice, and he has no reason to comment.

"That's great. My wife has recently developed a new dish that we can try tonight."

When it comes to his wife, director pasiwar's face rarely appears a relaxed look, which makes Lena can't help sighing. No matter who is, he is the same gentle when facing his family.

"I'm looking forward to it."

Lena agreed.

"When the afternoon work is over, let's take a carriage. My house is near Astor High School of magic."

Pasiwar packed up before leaving the conference room. He didn't go back to the office and didn't know where to go to other meetings.

Lena also came out of the meeting room, just sat down behind his desk, and Igor came over.

"I heard that director Percival invited you to his house for dinner?"

"How do you know everything?"

Lena is a little speechless. Igor seems to be an expert in gossip, which is quite different from his decadent appearance!

"Not to mention that. As far as I know, director Percival's wife is a beauty, and his daughter is very lovely."

Igor said mysteriously, just like an aunt next door.

"Well, director Percival said his wife had developed a new dish."

It's a little strange, Reiner replied.

"Sure enough, this rumor is true!"

Igor gave a strange smile and patted Lena on the shoulder.

"What's the rumor..."

Lena doesn't know why, but he always has the illusion that he will be sold.

"Well, just enjoy your dinner. There won't be any problem, eh."

Igor cleared his throat and said quietly.

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