Vol 10 Chapter 1666: Bloomington's ultimate move

Ten minutes later, when Royce appeared again, he was already holding a thick stack of bills.
"Boss, this is our aid bill for MIT this year."
"Total: 365 million..."
Royce said with a smile on his face.
Three hundred and sixty million is not much for Oracle, but for a university, this is a number that cannot be underestimated.
"Royce, what if we want to get the money back?" Birmington said with a smile, his eyes narrowed, and every word.
"The picture will be very exciting then." Royce said with a smile.
"I think so too..." Birmington waved his hand and said, "Then do it now..."
"understand!"
Looking at Royce's fading back, Bloomington's eyes flashed with sparks.
He did this for two reasons.
As a result, at this moment, he has torn his skin at MIT, so there is no need for him to keep his hands on MIT.
Secondly, what he did was also a warning to the remaining colleges.
If anyone dares to confront him, he will come to the door and ask for someone to look good.
Bloomington felt that this thunderous method was enough to deter the entire American academic community.

The black Mercedes car stopped in front of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.
"Crazy..."
Royce pushed out the door, then carried his briefcase and walked towards the dean's room with his head high.
As a frequent visitor to MIT, he is quite familiar with MIT.
To put it bluntly, even if he was blindfolded, he could find David Schmidtrain's location.
A few minutes later, Royce stood in front of the dean's room.
"Boom boom boom..." Royce knocked on the door of the dean's room.
"Enter!" David Schmidtrein's deep voice came from inside.
"Kacha..." Royce opened the door and laughed loudly: "It's been a long time since Dean David Schmidtren..."
Watching Royce pushing in, David Schmidtrain put down the report in his hand and pushed his glasses.
"It turned out to be Mr. Royce, long time no see, please sit down..." David Schmidtrain looked at Royce flatly.
The plain gaze made people unable to understand his true intentions.
Facing David Schmidtren’s invitation, Royce was not polite, pulled the stool away, and sat down opposite David Schmidtren with a smile.
"My intention, Dean David Schmidtrain should have guessed it?" Royce asked with a smile and squinted his eyes.
"What's the purpose? What's the purpose? What do I know?" David Schmidtrein looked blank.
Old fox...
I scolded David Schmidtren in his heart, Royce was not talking nonsense, and went straight to the subject: "David Schmidtren, you should know what Professor Cameron did?"
"Oh~ So you said it earlier for this. I know what happened. Is there any problem?" David Schmidtrain asked immediately.
problem?
The problem is big.
"Dean David Schmidtrein, don't you want to say something? Don't you realize that Professor Cameron did something wrong with this thing?" Royce's face was cold and his voice was low. .
wrong?
David Schmidtrain thought about it seriously, then nodded heavily.
He suddenly discovered that he did seem to be doing something wrong.