The God of Wealth: Her Top Game of Thrones

Huang Yali called the police the next day, but they couldn’t even catch robbers in the US, so it would be very difficult to find a lost bag.

So she had no choice but to stay and begged Pu Qingwan to take her with her.

Pu Qingwan and Lin Muen have a much better relationship. Since Huang Yali is also Lin Muen's friend, she decided to keep her for Lin Muen's sake.

Coincidentally, two days before Pu Qingwan and Ke Lin finished their business and were about to leave, Huang Yali's bag was found. All the documents were inside, only the cash was lost.

That's why Tang Tang saw the chance encounter of several people in the end.

Pu Qingwan naturally wouldn't tell Tang Tang about such trivial matters.

So she just smiled and nodded, then said, "It's really a coincidence..."

Huang Yali started chatting with Tang Tang at this time, her tone somewhat affectionate, "Miss Tang, long time no see. It's really fate that we can meet each other every time."

Hearing this, Tang Tang looked at her and smiled, then said noncommittally, "It's indeed a coincidence."

As for whether there is really fate, only the person who meets knows.

"The professor is here."

Ke Lin spoke up, interrupting the conversation between the few people.

Tang Tang looked towards the door and saw an old gentleman with gray hair walking in with a smile.

He looked to be in his sixties, not very tall, slightly overweight, wearing a well-fitting black suit, with short curly hair, gray but neatly trimmed.

It looks very much like the portrait of a foreign old man that appears in philosophy books.

After Conradt came in, he first nodded to the seated students with a smile, and then introduced himself.

"Hey everyone, I'm Conradt, the speaker of this lecture. I'm very happy to see so many people interested in philosophy here. Thank you all for coming to this lecture!"

"I'll be invited to join Harvard soon. I hope to see the courses you've chosen next semester. Although I'm much older than you, maybe we can become friends."

He was playful, not like a gray-haired old man, nor like the old-fashioned philosopher that most people imagine.

As he spoke, he didn't stand on the podium. Instead, he waved to the door, then made a mischievous expression on his face and said to the crowd, "Hey, a friend of mine also works at Harvard, so I invited him to be a special guest! Do you want to guess who it will be?"

Edwin, who was about to go in, stopped helplessly when he heard this.

The other students in the classroom began to discuss. After all, they were all young people, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

"Who knows which philosophy professor it is? Professor Sterk? Professor Britney?"

Most people guessed that it was a professor in the School of Philosophy. Even if he was not a professor of philosophy, most people guessed that it was an old professor about the same age as Professor Conradt.

Hey! After all, he's Professor Conradt's friend, so the age difference shouldn't be too big, right?

Tang Tang, Pu Qingwan and others were sitting in the front rows. They could see someone trying to peek out the door, but they couldn't see anything at all.

Pu Qingwan also whispered curiously, "Who is it? There are so many professors at Harvard, it's really hard to guess."

Ke Lin, who was standing by, had no interest in any of this. He was bored and casually scrolling through his phone. After scrolling twice, he closed it and leaned lazily in his chair in a daze.

Tang Tang could hear everyone's speculations, and there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Of course, no one could have guessed this! After all, no one would have thought that the friend that Professor Conradt, who was in his sixties, was referring to was actually Edwin, who was only in his early thirties.

Who could easily guess that they were friends despite the age difference of more than 30 years?

However, although the two are of different ages, their academic achievements are comparable.

Conrad knew Greek, Hebrew, and various minor languages. He translated countless philosophical works and even proposed several unprecedented philosophical concepts.

His research overturned some philosophical discourses. It can be said that to some extent, Conradt corrected some mistakes in the philosophical community.

If nothing unexpected happens, Conrad will win the Nobel Prize in Literature this year, which means he has achieved the pinnacle of glory in the field of literature.

……

Conradt just wanted to liven up the atmosphere and break the ice with the students, and didn't intend to spend the entire class guessing who it was.

So after only five or six minutes, Conradt said with a smile, "Hey, let's reveal the true identity of the mystery guest!"

puff.

Tang Tang couldn't help but laugh.

Pu Qingwan looked at her curiously.

Tang Tang coughed lightly, mainly because it was really a bit funny, especially when she thought that it was Edwin standing outside the door.

Who is Edwin? He is the god of destruction in the mathematics department. He is gentle and polite, but he can say the most vicious things in the most polite way.

Although Tang Tang had never actually attended classes in the mathematics department, she had seen too many complaints about Edwin on forums or other places.

"Student, I'm glad you can come to my class, but I hope you can use your brain next time."

"Classmate, would you like some coffee? Thank you? Oh, no thanks, I just think your brain seems dead and you need some coffee to perk up! Otherwise, why is your thinking as rigid as a dead person now?"

“Sometimes when I’m teaching you, I feel a little regretful. I shouldn’t have come to Harvard to be a lecturer. Instead, I should have gone to a farm to raise some cows. After all, when you feed the cows, they will moo a few times.”

"When I was giving you a lecture, I thought there were a bunch of mummies sitting down there!"

These and other cruel remarks were all recorded by students regarding Edwin's atrocities.

It cannot be said that all those who enter Harvard are geniuses, but those who dare to enter the Department of Mathematics must be talented, and great talents at that.

But after taking Edwin's class for a semester, many people cried and regretted it, and frantically said that they wanted to change their majors.

However, after the next semester started, not only did they not change their majors, they quickly filled up Edwin's classes again!

What a joke! That's a Nobel Prize winner! How can being scolded by an idol be considered scolding? It's the idol's disappointment in them!

So a group of people turned around and rushed to Edwin's class again, feeling both sad and happy.

But no matter what, Edwin's majesty was unmatched. When the students saw him, they were like mice seeing a cat, and they wanted to run away immediately.

Well, it's the kind that will give you nightmares if you watch it for too long.

At this moment, the big devil who made the mathematics department tremble with fear was standing outside, and was pulled in by the old naughty boy to liven up the atmosphere. It was really a contrast.