Chapter 710: Delivering a Face Slap_1

Phoebe Hoffman, however, was practically interrogating her.

Such behavior would be considered disrespectful in any setting.

Even the usually Zen-like Brian Bonette's face darkened slightly, as his gaze swept towards her, full of warning.

Phoebe Hoffman acted as if she hadn't seen it, her eyes intently fixed on the girl's delicate profile under the brim of her cap, pressing on aggressively, "I'm not rushing you, but Ms. Quinlan did say in front of several of us that she could solve the autonomous driving programming challenge in a day. Quite some time has passed since then, and you were so confident when you said it, I was just casually asking."

Solve the autonomous driving programming challenge in one day?!

People from The Ninth Institute exchanged glances, each seeing shock in the other's eyes.

Wallace Radcliff and Phoebe Hoffman had just argued in front of them, mentioning something about programming, but not specifying what kind.