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Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 473
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Chapter 473: Upon hearing Marissa's words, Connor was taken aback. He fixed his gaze on Marissa for a moment.

Marissa expected him to think she was joking or teasing him, but to her surprise, he simply responded, "Yes." Indeed, Connor believed her completely.

He accepted any extraordinary tale about her because she had already shown him enough to make him believe she could make any legend ctrue. His astonishment stemmed from the revelation that the tech enthusiast he admired in the chip industry was her.

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"Do you really believe me?" Marissa asked.

"Absolutely," Connor replied with a smile. He half-joked, "So, the reason the Daniels Group managed to outshine other competitors and secure a deal with Windsoul Robots is that I'm riding your coattails?" "That's not it," Marissa clarified. "I was drawn to the Daniels Group for its financial capabilities and your vision and direction in research and development." "Uh huh." Connor nodded, still smiling. "It seems we're on the swavelength. We make a good match, both in romance and business." Your favorite tales live on gVlMarissa's lips twitched slightly. Was he overthinking things? After a brief pause, she asked, "Connor, could you find a place forin the Collaborative Research and Development Department?" Connor looked surprised. "You are Dr. Finley, and Windsoul Robots belongs to you. You can just be the commander of the Collaborative Research and Development Department." "No," Marissa countered, shaking her head. "Someone is targeting Dr. Finley. I can't risk revealing my identity." Connor's expression hardened suddenly, a fierce look crossing his face. "Who's targeting you?" "I'm not sure," Marissa replied. "A few years ago, a mysterious group was hunting for Dr. Finley relentlessly, nearly causing Windsoul Robots to shut down. I thought they had given up after a few years.

But recently, I've discovered they're still on the hunt for Dr. Finley. They didn't stop there. They even planted a spy within Windsoul Robots. I need to identify this mole." "Understood." Connor nodded. Then he reached for his phone and called Franco, saying, "Cto my office." Shortly after, Franco arrived.

With the Daniels Group securing a partnership with Windsoul Robots, Franco was brimming with energy. He walked into Connor's office with a grin, his gaze toward Marissa noticeably friendlier.

"Connor, what did you need to seefor?" Franco inquired.

Connor looked at Franco and said, "My wife wants to join the Collaborative Research and Development Department. Find her a role." "What?" Franco's eyes widened in shock. "Connor, you're not serious, are you?" "Do I seem like I'm joking?" Connor replied indifferently.

"No, Connor, it's actually more serious if you're serious," Franco replied, his face flushing with anxiety. "You know my research and development team is packed with top-tier talent. Everyone there is an expert in their field. Tiffany..." Franco paused. Then, with a bitter smile, he added, "Tiffany didn't even finish high school. She's a high school dropout who's good at drawing. What role could she possibly play in the research and development team?" "Make her the administrative director of the department," Connor suggested.

"Even if she were to be the administrative director of the department, she'd need experience. We don't train beginners in our department." "Then appoint someone experienced as the deputy administrative director to mentor Tiffany," Connor proposed.

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Franco still seemed hesitant. Connor shot him an icy look and said, "What? As the CEO of the Daniels Group, don't have the authority to assign a position within a department?" Franco had no rebuttal. "Fine." Then, with a frosty expression, Franco turned to Marissa and said, "Follow me, administrative director." Right after Franco finished his sentence, he went towards the door.

Marissa smirked in amusement and trailed behind him. Just as she om stepped out of Connor's office, her ed out of phone.buzzed with a message from Xander, saying, "Chief instructor, I made it."

A thrill of excitement surged through Marissa. She quickly pulled up the locating software on her phone to follow Xander's movements