Pei Yunge was clear. Marcus was her benefactor.
Even if she had not promised Marcus that she would stay in their institute in the future, she could not decide to come to the A.M. Computing Institute at this time.
Hearing this, Zhong Shenglin's heart ached even more.
What kind of dogsh*t luck did Marcus have?!
He really chanced upon someone like Pei Yunge who was sentimental about old ties!?
"Yunge, I understand what you mean. But if you choose our country's computing institute, I sincerely hope that you can choose A.M. Computing Institute first."
Zhong Shenglin smiled. "Although I might not be able to afford the generous conditions Marcus offered, A.M. is a private computing institute. If you want, I want you to be my successor."
With that said, Pei Yunge's eyelashes fluttered and she looked up at him.
Usually, even if it was a private research institute, it seemed like more people would want their children to inherit it.
