When Tang Susu finished her analysis, everyone fell silent regardless of how good their memories were.
Eighth cursed under his breath. "Is she simply boasting? She's saying it like she knows the truth."
He didn't have a comprehensive understanding of Tang Susu's abilities yet. For the time being, his mind was filled with the feeling that she was blowing her own trumpet.
Boss was so discreet. Why would he like such a high-profile woman?
On the other side, the director of the Botanic Garden's eyes lit up. He wished he could hear every thought and idea from Tang Susu.
The thoughts of people with high IQs were always spinning like a hurricane. When you knew what they were thinking, what their logic was, how they analyzed the problem, and what kind of solution they had, you would be amazed.
It was also a deep spiritual enjoyment.
