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Chapter 847 - 472: Hanging by the Beam, Pricking the Thighs, All for Revenge (Subscription Requested)_3

Chapter 847: Chapter 472: Hanging by the Beam, Pricking the Thighs, All for Revenge (Subscription Requested)_3

Because this significantly reduced Wen Ruohan’s workload.

For instance, from now on, whether it’s booking airline tickets or analyzing data that Principal Ding needs, it can all be directly handled by Big White.

The scope of her own work then would be to prepare documents and handle things that required manual effort.

"Judging from the online comment data that Big White just analyzed, it seems that there are still more netizens who support our FY team, right?"

Ding Yue had thought most of the online comments would be criticism and cursing directed at his own FY team.

"Hehe, Principal Ding, it must be because in the final game, every one of our FY team players gave it their all. In fact, everyone performed quite well."

Wen Ruohan said with a smile.

"That’s true."

Ding Yue also felt it was indeed the case.

After all, the players had put on a spectacular show and provided an exciting match, but in the end, they lost due to being slightly weaker in terms of actual strength.

This couldn’t help but remind Ding Yue of the Shu Ning Team back in the day when Bin became famous for a single game five kills, but ultimately lost to the Big Turtle team.

Yet that year, even though the Shu Ning Team lost, they weren’t subjected to much scorn from netizens. Instead, there was a feeling of pity and continuous encouragement.

This situation seemed somewhat similar to the present one.

"With less pressure from domestic public opinion, the impact on our FY team’s players will be smaller, and they’ll be able to train with peace of mind."

After considering, Ding Yue felt that this was quite good.

"Mmmhmm, yes."

Wen Ruohan nodded in agreement.

"Alright, there’s a lot going on with the school. Xiao Wen, please organize the recent major events of the school and bring them to me."

After saying this, Ding Yue started to prepare for work.

To ensure the progress of his work was smoother and more organized.

Ding Yue had his secretary Wen Ruohan not only create a schedule for him but also a chart of significant school events.

In other words.

To record the important school events that required Ding Yue’s direct decision-making, and according to the progress and timing of work, to carry out the tasks for each event.

"Certainly, Principal Ding."

Wen Ruohan immediately took the work event chart that she had already printed at her desk and handed it over to Principal Ding.

Ding Yue took it and had a look.

Over this summer break, there were several significant matters for his Mist City Arts and Science University.

One was enrollment, which was of paramount importance.

Another was the inspection work for the campus expansion. After the inspection was completed, Ding Yue also needed to prepare for establishing Mist City Arts and Science University’s own construction company.

Then there was the graphene factory area; once the construction was finished, it would be time to begin production officially.

And there was the continuation of applying for Master’s Degree Authorization Points for Mist City Arts and Science University.

Of course.

There was one more thing Ding Yue hadn’t forgotten.

That was the discharge of Principal Xu Dongcheng’s daughter, Xu Meijia. If nothing unexpected happened, she should be discharged at the end of July or early August.

When that time came, Ding Yue would certainly go to welcome Xu Meijia’s discharge and then invite her to his Mist City Arts and Science University.

"Is it true that the construction of the graphene factory area is almost complete? If so, let’s visit the graphene factory area tomorrow." said Ding Yue after reviewing the school’s major events chart, speaking to his secretary Wen Ruohan.

"Yes, Principal Ding."

Upon hearing this, Wen Ruohan promptly went to arrange the schedule for Principal Ding.

Ding Yue thought it would be a good idea to go and see the graphene factory area tomorrow, and at the same time, check the factory area for the medical healthcare robot Big White.

The two factory areas were actually next to each other, separated only by a road’s planning distance.

Because initially, the land for that factory area had been applied for by An Yujia to establish a factory for producing the medical healthcare robot Big White.

Later, due to major technological breakthroughs in the field of graphene, they applied for an even larger piece of land to establish the graphene factory area, thereby creating a complete graphene industry system.

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The next day.

Ding Yue called up the CEO An Yujia of the Feiyue Group, and together with the AI robot Big White and his secretary Wen Ruohan, they set out from Mist City Arts and Science University towards the graphene factory area.

Upon arriving at the graphene factory area, Ding Yue saw that the place had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Just like the transformation of the 5000 acres of wasteland into the brand-new campus of Mist City Arts and Science University.

Standing across the road from the factory area, Ding Yue looked at the rows upon rows of graphene factory buildings and couldn’t help but reflect, "From now on, this will be the world’s first factory capable of mass-producing high-quality graphene."

"If our Feiyue Group were a public company, this factory area would probably cause our stock to skyrocket." An Yujia said with a laugh.

"Go public?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Yue couldn’t help but chuckle coldly and said, "All that fancy jargon. What we aim to do is to keep our feet firmly on the ground, without engaging in all that fluff."

Although Ding Yue knew that going public could bring many benefits to a company.

His heart was set on improving his Mist City Arts and Science University and enabling his Feiyue Group to earn more money for the construction and development of the school.

In this process, whether it was contributing to any field or to people’s lives, that was all incidental.