Liu Chen, who had been attending the second-year university courses for several consecutive days, had also become familiar with the senior students of the second year.
Because the counselor had given prior notice, the teachers of the second-year courses largely accepted Liu Chen's auditing of classes.
The few remaining teachers who felt Liu Chen was treating her studies as a joke and fooling around deliberately called on Liu Chen to answer questions during class. As a result, after she answered better than their second-year students, they immediately changed their stance.
Such a promising student should be fully irrigated with the nutrients of knowledge so that she could grow vigorously!
Of course, Liu Chen was having a great time, but the second-year students of the same Food Science department had ushered in a painful learning period.
If they knew the term "involution," they would have unhesitatingly applied it to Liu Chen.
Not only was this junior student competing with students of her own year, but she was also competing with them, the second-year students. They hadn't seen it before, but these teachers who rarely assigned homework and rarely asked questions in class.
Now, as if stimulated, they were frantically calling on students every class, and this was not all. These insane teachers had even started assigning homework!
This led to the painful realization for these second-year Food Science students.
Their knowledge seemed a bit shaky... and then they began their crazy university life of studying.
Liu Chen didn't know about this. She only felt that the knowledge she had learned in one-on-one tutoring was solid. And because she had learned it once, reviewed it herself, and then studied it again in class, she felt she would be letting herself down if she didn't get a perfect score on the final exam.
Liu Chen, who was enthusiastically aiming for a perfect score on the final exam, was now sitting in a newly assembled ergonomic chair on the balcony of her bedroom. The single-layer curtains, which used to block only a little sunlight even when pulled, had been replaced by Venetian blinds.
Of course, Liu Chen had not let go of adding another layer of blackout curtains behind the Venetian blinds. This way, every morning when she woke up, it was so dark that she couldn't see her hand in front of her face.
At this moment, with the blackout curtains drawn, the entire room was pitch black, but Liu Chen sat calmly in her chair and took out the hidden lucky draw ticket she had obtained a few days ago from the system inventory.
Yes, Liu Chen hadn't used it for the past few days, not for any other reason, but simply because she was too busy.
This red ticket was held in Liu Chen's hand, emitting a faint glow and fluttering in the air without any wind.
"Use."
As soon as Liu Chen said this, the lucky draw ticket instantly decomposed into specks of fluorescence, which then gathered into a palm-sized black and gold roulette. Liu Chen squinted to look, and the fan-shaped patterns on it were only labeled 1, 2, 3, 4, without specific prizes.
Liu Chen had no choice but to directly start the lucky draw. She would know what the prize was after drawing it.
"Draw."
The black and gold roulette began to spin. After about half a minute, the prize pointer stopped in the narrowest fan-shaped area of the entire roulette, the part labeled 1.
'Congratulations to the host, you have obtained a versatile perfect production line. This production line has a 100% excellent product rate. Currently, over 100 production lines can be freely changed. Note: Once the production line type is determined, it cannot be changed within two years.'
Production line?
Versatile perfect production line?
Holy cow, amazing!
Liu Chen looked at the miniaturized production line floating in mid-air, held her breath cautiously, for fear that a single exhale would blow it away.
Perhaps because Liu Chen's caution was too obvious, the system kindly explained:
"The production line will appear real when placed. What you see now is a sample model."
"Oh, oh, I see, then I'm relieved."
Liu Chen said she was relieved, but she made the sample model grow larger in front of her and rotated it 360 degrees for observation.
Finally, Liu Chen came to a conclusion:
"This production line can be used in the factory to produce beverages."
It wasn't for any other reason, but simply because beverage production lines were too expensive!
If you wanted a fully imported beverage production line like the one Old Master Chen usually used, it would generally cost upwards of four million.
There was no other way, as China's machinery manufacturing had not yet been localized. Liu Chen vaguely remembered that before she was reborn, Wang Dong had bought some automated production line, purely domestic, for only a few hundred thousand.
This was the benefit of overcoming manufacturing technology challenges.
The topic had veered off, but Liu Chen was exceptionally happy to have drawn this production line today.
Then she sent a message to her senior student Jiang Huai, asking to meet. Liu Chen estimated that in the next couple of days, Jiang Huai's lucky charm would expire, and she needed to renew it for him.
In the vastness of Shuimu University, there were naturally a few corners that were not often visited, but Liu Chen did not arrange to meet Jiang Huai there. Instead, she arranged to meet senior student Jiang Huai on the rooftop of the dormitory.
After all, senior student Jiang Huai also lived in the doctoral student dormitory.
To be honest, only a few days had passed, and Liu Chen really didn't expect Jiang Huai to have collected much evidence. However, after renewing Jiang Huai's lucky charm, Liu Chen inserted the storage card Jiang Huai had given her into the computer and was stunned as she browsed through the videos and photos.
"If Jiang Huai were in the Republic of China era, wouldn't he have been a spy chief? He looks like an honest person with thick eyebrows and big eyes, yet he collects evidence so skillfully?"
If Jiang Huai knew this, he would truly feel wronged. Most of the evidence was collected because Jiang Demin was very happy after receiving the gift, then snatched Jiang Huai's backpack to pack the gift, and then went out to socialize and entertain upon receiving a phone call.
Thus, the scene of discussing illicit gains was recorded by the hidden camera in Jiang Huai's backpack, which he hadn't had time to remove.
The video clearly recorded Jiang Demin's face, the face of the person Jiang Demin met, and his promise: as long as Jiang Demin secured that project from China, he would be arranged to become a professor in the United States, and he would also be given guarantees of housing, cars, checks, and other material possessions.
Seeing this, Liu Chen understood that nothing else was needed.
She sent a QQ message to Jiang Huai, telling him to be mentally prepared and that he no longer needed to collect more evidence. What she had in hand was enough to bring Jiang Demin down.
Although Jiang Huai didn't understand what evidence could 'bring down' Jiang Demin, his advantage was obedience. Since Liu Chen said it wasn't necessary, then it wasn't.
Liu Chen had originally wanted to edit these videos and photos, preferably splicing them together so that the viewer could save time and effort, but she eventually gave up on the idea.
This way, it would be unavoidable for the videos and photos to be edited, and they would lose their original authenticity.
It would be bad if Jiang Demin counterattacked and said that the videos and photos were edited and synthesized later.
However, this time, Liu Chen no longer had to send the videos and photos everywhere like before, because this time Jiang Demin committed a fundamental and unforgivable mistake.
But to avoid alerting the enemy, Liu Chen decided to hand over all this evidence to Grandpa Shen, Shen An.
Thinking of this, Liu Chen copied all the contents from the storage card and put them into the system inventory.
She called Xia Tian and told them to check the vehicle and wait for her at the school gate. Liu Chen glanced around the room; everything was in order. Then she went out, locked her dorm room door, and left.
It was worth mentioning that every time Liu Chen returned for lunch or a nap, her senior student Qin Cancan was not around. It seemed she was being kept busy by Jiang Demin.
As Liu Chen walked out of the school gate, she was spotted by Xiong Wan.
Since today was "Devil's Wednesday" and the first-year students had classes all day, to maintain her perfect image, Xiong Wan had to get up early in the morning to do her skincare and makeup. She had just returned from eating outside the school with Jiang Gao.
Seeing Liu Chen striding towards the school gate, Xiong Wan subconsciously glanced at the time on her wrist.
It was 1:30 PM, with only a little more than ten minutes left before the first afternoon class, not even counting the time to walk to the classroom.
"Liu Chen!"
Liu Chen heard someone call her name and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Xiong Wan, wearing a pink coat in the chilly weather of only five or six degrees Celsius at noon.
She had to admit, this girl was really trying hard for beauty.
After all, they were former roommates. Although Liu Chen wasn't particularly fond of her, she still had to maintain appearances.
"It's Xiong Wan, is something wrong?"
After saying this, Liu Chen glanced at the time on her phone and added:
"I'm in a hurry."
This sentence choked Xiong Wan, who was about to launch into a long lecture criticizing Liu Chen for skipping class. However, with Jiang Gao beside her, Xiong Wan could only take two deep breaths, adjust her emotions, and say with a concerned expression:
"It's nothing major, but Chenchen, you haven't attended many classes since the semester started. Although I know you're starting a business, starting a business is one thing, but you can't keep skipping classes like this. It will be troublesome if you fail the final exam."
Liu Chen could tell that Xiong Wan had come to find trouble. If it were any other time, she might have been interested in chatting with her, but now.
Glancing at the black G-wagon parked outside the gate, Liu Chen smiled:
"Don't worry, I'll definitely be fine for the final exam. Maybe I'll even give everyone a surprise. As for your grades, you'll need to work harder. I heard you had to retake last semester?
You can't retake every semester, can you? People will think you bought your admission diploma."
"You!"
"Wanwan, Wanwan, forget it, forget it. Liu Chen is just speaking the truth..."
"Jiang Gao! Whose boyfriend are you!"
The argument between the young couple behind them did not affect Liu Chen's good mood at all. However.
"Jiang Gao? Another one surnamed Jiang? I've been running into a lot of people surnamed Jiang lately?"
"Boss?"
Xia Tian thought the boss hadn't heard what he said clearly and tilted his head slightly, looking at Liu Chen intently.
"Hey, I was just talking to myself. Let's go. After things are done, let's see if we can get a dinner at the Shen family's."
Yes, as the Shen family had once been poisoned, their security system was now top-notch. Outside vehicles couldn't drive into the Shen family's courtyard. They had to park at the intersection outside the courtyard, then walk through a path of bluestone slabs, and upon entering, someone would scan them from head to toe with a device similar to airport security scanners.
Originally, Old Master Shen had asked Liu Chen to drive directly through the garage entrance on the other side, but Liu Chen stated that she couldn't have special treatment, otherwise, those with ulterior motives would definitely guess something, which is why Old Master Shen relented.
When Liu Chen entered the Shen family courtyard, Dong Tian was left outside to watch the car, while Xia Tian acted as Liu Chen's personal bodyguard.
It was only early February, and the temperature was still in the single digits at noon. Old Master Shen, wearing a loose Chinese-style robe, was practicing the Eight Brocades in the backyard. When Liu Chen arrived, the old man had just finished his qi concentration.
Wiping the sweat beads from his forehead with the white towel draped around his neck, Old Master Shen put on the down jacket placed nearby.
"You good-for-nothing girl, you finally remembered this old man Shen today. Last few times I asked Shen Hong, that brat, to invite you for dinner, you refused to come."
Thinking of this, Old Master Shen couldn't help but grumble.
"Grandpa Shen, I'm here today to show you something. I'm not sure what to do with this thing, so I wanted to ask for your advice."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Shen became curious and leaned close to Liu Chen, his gaze falling on the laptop bag she was carrying.
"Is it on the computer?"
In the study, Liu Chen plugged the USB drive into her laptop and then played the conversation videos for Old Master Shen.
Initially, when Old Master Shen saw the footage, which was clearly not normally filmed, he gave Liu Chen a surprised look, thinking she wanted him to help contact the media.
After watching the video, Old Master Shen took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
"Are you sure this video is real?"
Liu Chen nodded:
"You can have professionals authenticate it. I guarantee these are all original videos that are real and unedited."
Old Master Shen nodded and did not ask any further questions. Instead, he asked:
"Who is this traitor in the video?"
Traitor?
Liu Chen was stunned when she heard this unfamiliar word, as in both her lives, the only time she had heard this word was in promotions for war dramas on TV.
"This person is a doctoral supervisor in our Shuimu University's Computer Science department. There are anonymous complaints on our campus forum that he withholds doctoral students' subsidies and makes his students do private work he takes from outside the university. Moreover, his students must pay a hefty sum to graduate."
By this point, Old Master Shen's brows were furrowed. He slammed his palm on the desk:
"Outrageous! How can such a person be a teacher? How can these future pillars of the nation become talented? They might be led by him to be profit-oriented and cultivate the next generation of traitors!"
"I will handle this matter. Chenchen, you can rest assured and leave it to Grandpa Shen!"
Liu Chen nodded and smiled, saying:
"Then I'll trouble you, Grandpa Shen. Oh, and Grandpa Shen, I have a new product direction recently, focusing on energy-replenishing beverages..."