Qiao Yun received a call from Pei Ya.
"The Zhou Family wants to collaborate with us on a genetics research project, boss, what do you think?"
Qiao Yun was not yet fully awake, her voice soft and mushy, "Tianqi is into technology, not medical research, and you're asking me about such a trivial matter?"
Pei Ya chuckled, "It's just that the Zhou Family is in Yuncheng, and so is Tianqi."
He had thought that Professor Qiao might consider it for that bit of face-saving.
It seemed he had thought too much.
Professor Qiao was as cold and indifferent as ever, the kind of person who wouldn't give in to anyone.
Pei Ya also found it odd what the Zhou Family was thinking, approaching a technology research institute to probe into the mysteries of life?
The Zhou Family was not easy to mess with, and now rejecting them meant there might be some hassles for a while.
But Tianqi Research Institute was even less easy to provoke, and Pei Ya was not worried at all.
