Ten billion wealthy daughters

Louis headquarters building.

A ruthless sentence is in progress, and the three-member team of the Group Cost Control Center is seriously shaking their heads at Dr. Martina.

"I'm really sorry... Dr. Martina, we all know that you are a very serious and responsible person. The support that the group has given you for more than ten years, whether it is in terms of experimental conditions or funding, is sufficient... But We don't see benefits...Louis is a business group and this is your sixth projected non-qualification project...sorry, it's all over."

Yes, it's all over.

Her team is nothing without Queen's Water, without Reconstituted Formula.

Martina tried hard to close her eyes, trying to keep the tears in her eye sockets. Several people on the opposite side sighed a little, but they didn't say anything else—every project team that was cut off, someone would cry Yes, the people in the cost control center are more cold-faced than other departments.

"Thank you..." She opened her eyes, let the tears fall, then turned and left without crying or breaking down.

When she walked out the door, Martina's husband was standing there waiting for her and patted her on the shoulder wordlessly.

Anyone who insists on doing the same thing for more than ten years and is almost able to succeed, but is suddenly interrupted and told her that you have been given up, such a blow is too heavy.

What's more, for Martina, she devoted herself to researching recipes. In addition to her love for her profession, she also had a sense of family honor. Today, all of this was wiped out with a conversation.

"Honey, I want to go back to my ancestral house in the country and rest for a while, and I'll leave it to you here."

Martina's husband nodded, and it's good if his wife is willing to go to the countryside to be quiet for a while. These days, she can be regarded as day and night, because the group has already released the rumor that this project will be cut - Martina still wants to rush this project Last time to see if a miracle can happen.

Miracles did not appear; in fact, this is the expected thing, isn't it?

It is too difficult. If the secret recipe that once drove the Spanish court crazy can be easily restored, it is not a secret recipe.

Dr. Martina returned to the apartment, packed her luggage, bought a train ticket, and dragged the suitcase onto the train.

After the train had been running for a while, she looked out at the fields and felt a little better, but she couldn't calm down just thinking about the future.

In all fairness, Louis has been very tolerant towards her. Even in the world's top commercial research and development group, it is impossible to maintain a fruitless experimental project for ten years. In fact, she also provided some research and development hair care products to the group, but because There is no obvious publicity point and effect, that is, there is no core product, and it is not promoted as a commercial product in the end.

At this time, her phone rang.

That was the best female voice she had ever heard, gentle and calm: "Dr. Martina?"

"It's me, may I ask you who..."

"I'm your new investor."

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded like a natural voice, "I'm rich, and most importantly, Caveney is my grandfather, hehe."

When Qing'an made this kind of introduction, she couldn't help laughing. She believed that by this time, Martina must know who she was.

Because Caveney doesn't have a second daughter...

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