Chapter 22 There Jo Walker Went Again

Hearing this, Professor Clark turned to Lynn Walker immediately.

"You're too young and too arrogant. Do you know embroidery? Do you know what it means? If you don't know anything, how dare you say shamelessly that you want to develop embroidery projects? All the things left by our ancestors have been used to make money by you. I don't have anything you want here. Go away!"

After that, he went to his room indignantly.

Lynn Walker cast a glance at Benson Brown and ran after Clark.

"Professor Clark, Professor Clark, I'm here to discuss the cooperation with you sincerely."

Sure enough, Lynn Walker was still rejected by Professor Clark.

Lynn Walker kept knocking at the door. "Professor Clark, we can sit down calmly and take a talk. We will respect your desire. If you have any request, you can demand it."

Lynn Walker still didn't give up and knocked at the door. Benson Brown went over to stop Lynn Walker.

When he just walked to her side, the door suddenly opened.

Seeing a basin of water in Clark's hand, Benson Brown reacted quickly and stood in front of Lynn Walker, the water poured on him.

"Get rid of your profit-seeking spirit!" Then Professor Clark locked the door angrily.

Lynn Walker was stunned when she saw Benson Brown covered in water.

Benson Brown turned around and asked, "Are you okay?"

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"I... I'm fine. But Brother Benson, you..."

Lynn Walker looked at the drenched Benson Brown who only cared about her, but it was him who was splashed.

"It doesn't matter. There are spare clothes in the car."

"Okay, let's get changed." While wiping the water for Benson Brown, Lynn Walker pulled Benson Brown out.

Benson Brown took out some spare clothes from the trunk and took off his coat. The white shirt was completely wet, and the muscles on his body were shown immediately.

Reflexively, Lynn Walker felt a little embarrassed. "Well, Brother Benson, you can change in the car. I'll wait for you outside."

After saying that, she immediately got off the car.

Benson Brown turned around and saw Lynn Walker running away. He smiled lightly.

Lynn Walker stood restlessly outside. She was thinking about how to get the patent of goose feather embroidery.

After all, time waited for no one.

She was so embarrassed just now. If it were before, she would have been like this.

But now Lynn Walker didn't care about it anymore. After all, Benson Brown was just a game of perfect chess in her hand.

After Benson Brown got changed and got off the car, Lynn Walker immediately walked up to him and asked with concern.

"Thank you so much today, Brother Benson. I didn't expect that Professor Clark was so bad-tempered. I owe it to you."

"Well, let's go back first. There must be a solution." Benson Brown comforted.

"Okay." After thinking for a while, Lynn Walker decided to think of other ways to deal with this matter. Then she went back first.

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"I'm pissed off today. I've never begged anyone so humbly since I grow. I tried my best to smile at him. My face was almost cramped. But he was ungrateful!"

As soon as Jo Walker came back, she complained to Elma White in tears.

"Didn't you see the note I gave you? That old man is eccentric." Elma White reminded.

"What note?"

Jo Walker took out her phone. His temper description was beneath the address information.

Seeing this, Jo Walker's face turned red.

"It's useless. I don't know what's wrong with that strange old man. He lost his temper as he spoke, and then he suddenly turned hostile. He refused me and asked me to get out. I'm so angry!"

Elma White's heart tightened. She stepped up and comforted, "Good things always come to naught."

"But I have never been so angry. I quit!"

Jo Walker stood up abruptly.

But what she said was true. Jo Walker was such a person who couldn't bear any grievance.

"How can you do this? You always retreat after getting a little setback. How do the directors of the company think of you? Your father will lose face."

Seeing that Jo Walker was arrogant and incompetent, Elma White was serious, looking very disappointed.

"I don't mind that. That strange old man said that he won't sell his technique no matter who went there." She said confidently, "It's not my fault at all. It's that old man's fault."

"That's enough! You are too willful. You cried to be the project manager. Your father gave you this opportunity to show your talent, not to retreat. Now you give up. What do you want your father to regard you?"

Elma White became serious at once. Jo Walker didn't dare to say anything under her scolding.

"Besides, don't you hate Lynn Walker? You always want to trample her under your feet, don't you? Jo, for all this, you have to stick to it and do it well. Do you understand?"

Elma White warned.

Hearing that, Jo Walker nodded immediately. She looked around and didn't dare to make a sound.

Early in the morning, Lynn Walker noticed that Jo Walker seemed to avoid contacting her father.

"Jo, how is everything going with you? Bernie Walker suddenly asked.

Jo Walker stammered and kept silent.

"Everything goes well. I have contacted them. The next step is to discuss the details of the cooperation."

Hearing that, Lynn Walker couldn't help but sneer. When she came back last night, she knew that Jo Walker had stolen her idea and told Bernie Walker first.

Having seen how awesome Professor Clark was, Lynn Walker bet that Jo Walker would give up halfway.

"Well, you have to hurry up. If you encounter any difficulties or problems, tell me and solve them as soon as possible."

"Dad, don't worry. I've made preparations in many ways. I'll give you a satisfactory result and won't let you and the directors down."

The more Jo Walker said, the more confident she became.

"Well, you've made great progress recently. Keep working hard."

After saying that, Bernie Walker turned to Lynn Walker and said, "Lynn, you have been an intern for some time. You can communicate with Jo in the future."

Lynn Walker followed her gaze and saw Jo Walker's arrogant face. She forced a smile and replied, "I see."

After returning home, Lynn Walker had been recalling what Professor Clark had said to her. When she entered the house, she noticed that there was no trace of embroidery around him at all. There were more flowers and herbs.

When she finally left, she smelled a faint fragrance from Professor Clark's room. Although it was only the moment when the door was opened and closed, Lynn Walker still captured it.

She mastered medicine, so she was sensitive to these.

How could a person who specialized in embroidery plant these all day long? There must be something she didn't know.