My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 516 - 337

Chapter 516: 337

Seeing the professor’s bloodshot eyes fixed on him with a ferocious glare, the assistant, who had never encountered such aggression, immediately ran frantically towards the laboratory...

Daybreak and dusk...

Until 8 o’clock at night.

"Sizzle~ sizzle~ sizzle~"

Richard, standing by the experiment bench with some bloodshot in his eyes, couldn’t wait for the data from the printer to be printed out before he picked up the paper and started comparing it with the data in his hands.

PFE truly is an international giant, their laboratory equipment is nothing short of luxurious, far beyond what the nascent lab at Changqing Biological could compare with.

Even many of the materials and samples were ready-made.

Additionally, the research they were doing was already similar.

In less than a day, Richard’s team had repeated the experiment according to the description in the paper.

Richard glanced at the still-warm data and then at the data in the paper, his eyes gradually widening and then turning red...

"What the fuck!"

Hearing his mentor’s curse, the assistant, who probably already knew what had happened, couldn’t help but swallow nervously.

"Professor, is this paper... real?"

The response he got was the increasingly grim face of Richard...

"Where’s my gun? Where’s my gun? I’m going to kill that bastard!"

Sixteen years of youth and hard work, oh!

You’re telling me now that it’s all fake?!

Richard’s sanity collapsed in an instant!

"Professor! Calm down! Calm down!" cried the assistant in terror as he quickly grabbed Richard.

"Professor Sylvan is your close friend!"

"To hell with that, even if he was my dearest and nearest today, I would shoot him dead!" Richard struggled furiously.

Sixteen years of effort gone to waste...

Not a penny earned, and all the work for nothing!

Pitiful misuse of the prime of one’s life, no hope for country or family...

Then what’s the meaning of my life?

Was the path I started on from the beginning... truly a road of no return?

How many sets of sixteen years does one life hold?

My aunt has aged into an old lady; her hair has turned white from waiting, and now you’re telling me it was all in vain?!

Who the hell can understand this pain?!

The assistant, worried his mentor might do something rash, held him and quickly tried to console him.

"Professor! Professor, listen to me, let’s look on the bright side, this isn’t all bad.

Doesn’t it just mean we’ve found a new research direction?

Our team still has a future, the company will definitely continue to invest more when they hear this news and see new hope!

Right, the most pressing matter now is to report to the company immediately, this is also a great achievement!

If the news leaks out, not just our company, but all the companies involved in relevant research will surely wail, the stock prices might even crash, we have to warn the company to cut losses quickly!"

"Hm?"

At that, Richard stopped struggling.

"What... did you just say?"

"Uh... I said we need to warn the company to cut losses?"

"No, the sentence before that."

"The sentence before... it’s possible that the stock prices might..."

At this point, the assistant paused for a moment, and then slowly his eyes widened.

Master and disciple locked eyes for a moment... the atmosphere suddenly became awkward...

"Professor, you..."

"Ahem! Don’t get me wrong, I just want to buy a good gun."

Assistant: "..."

After thinking it over.

"That... Professor, you know I’m short on cash since I’ve just started working, and you have such a high salary, could you lend me some in advance?"

"You..." Richard glared.

"Hey! Professor, please don’t get me wrong, I just wanted to get you a good lawyer..."

Richard: "..."