Chapter 832: 324 Their Era Chapter 832: 324 Their Era “The iridium they provided wasn’t enough,” Bai Lian picked up her teacup again, her gaze lowered as she sipped thoughtfully, “but there’s someone else who still has some.”

The original liquid that Xuan Kang could supply to foreign countries was limited, and Wang Youfeng could not bring out much either.

However, the mine Wang Youfeng transferred to Mao Kun was an iridium mine.

This was also why Mao Kun could provide an unlimited amount of iridium.

Mu Yining finally snapped back to reality, realizing what she held in her hands.

When she looked up, her face could hardly hide her shock, and she was speechless for a long time.

Rare metals and rare earths are scarce both domestically and internationally, held by just a few people, while many others have money but don’t know how to find channels, making it difficult to find a trusted middleman.

Therefore, knowing that Ren Wanxuan and the Gao Family were connected to middlemen in this sector, the Mu Family held Ren Wanxuan in such high regard, and Mu Zhendong dared to have thoughts of competing with Mu Yining.

Bai Lian recited a number, “This is Mao Kun’s mobile number.”

Wang’s assistant failed to remember this number because he hesitated for a moment.

“Miss Bai,” he gently set down the teapot, admitting he didn’t have the sharp memory of Ning Xiao and others, and took out his phone, “Could you repeat that, I failed to remember.”

“How many of Mu Family’s research institutes are now disabled?” Bai Lian waited until Mao Kun had taken note, then looked at Mu Yining.

“Three plus two. Two can still operate minimally; the other three are in paralysis,” Mu Yining answered subconsciously, as this was their key focus for the year.

Bai Lian nodded, “He can supply small quantities of other rare metals, but it will take some time.”

Speaking this, she paused briefly, then looked at Mu Yining, “How long will it take for you to take control of the Mu Family?”

“Less than two years.” Her heart was pounding fast.

After saying these things, Bai Lian took her phone and got up, heading back to Shanhai Apartment.

Mu Yining and Wang’s assistant saw her out.

Before getting into the car, Bai Lian stopped and turned, looking at Mu Yining with a sudden smile, “If you cannot decide on matters about the Mu Family or have any doubts, ask Xiaoqi. I await your good news.”

She got into the car.

Sitting in the backseat, she sent a WeChat message to Xiaoqi.

She wasn’t truly Bai Lian, indifferent toward everything about the Mu Family; none of it belonged to her.

But Xiaoqi was real.

Why shouldn’t he want something from the Mu Family? Xiaoqi would probably appreciate this gift.

It wasn’t until Bai Lian’s car drove away that Mu Yining and the assistant exchanged glances.

Bathed in dizzying sunlight, Mu Yining clutched the document in her hand and decided on the spot, “One more trip to the hospital.”

Bai Lian was not one to speak idly, and this time, Mu Yining went to find Xiaoqi with an answer.

In the hospital, Ji Heng went to get water, leaving Xiaoqi alone in the room.

Having developed Xuan Kang to its present state, Xiaoqi had a strong talent of his own. He grasped the situation of the Mu Family and Mu Yining in just a few words.

He raised his bed, elegantly skewering a slice of apple with a toothpick.

Mu Yining sat in front of the hospital bed, silently watching him eat the apple.

Wang’s assistant stood behind her, looking at Xiaoqi, not daring to breathe loudly.

Two minutes later, Xiaoqi raised his hand, “President Mu, if you have any questions in the future, feel free to discuss them with me. I will help as much as I can.”

**
At night.

Bai Lian was dining at 103. It was Sunday today, and Yang Lin had also returned.

She brought a report for Bai Lian.

“His neuronal neurotransmitters are damaged,” after several months, Yang Lin finally provided Bai Lian with a document, “It’s a biological treatment that incorporates some chemical elements based on a predecessor’s technology; the teacher said there’s a great possibility.”

She had a strong background in biology; she had set aside the tasks given by Xia Zhuoyu these past months to prepare this report.

It just hadn’t been used in clinical research yet.

Bai Lian took it, flipping through the document.

“Damn,” Tang Ming looked at the report in Bai Lian’s hands, branded with Jiang University’s emblem, and was dazed, “Yang Lin, you must be about to publish a paper, right?”

Yang Lin wasn’t much for talking to others.

She merely glanced at Tang Ming and nodded.

Continued eating.

In fact, her paper had already been submitted by Xia Zhuoyu, and like Ning Xiao, she was just waiting for it to be published.

Tang Ming was somewhat reluctant to meet Jiang Fulai’s eyes across the table; Bai Lian was already the second author in He Wen’s paper last year, while Ning Xiao and Yang Lin both had their own research, leaving him feeling unsuccessful.

He lowered his head and ate quietly.

Jiang Fulai gave Tang Ming a faint glance but said nothing.

Next to them, Director Chen, drinking with Ji Heng, unconsciously twitched his lips at the conversation among the youngsters.

After dinner, Bai Lian returned to the study.

Jiang Fulai was discussing recent experiment schedules with her.

As Bai Lian listened, she pulled open a drawer and took out the meeting gift that Mu Xiangguang had given her–