And at the center of the discussions, one was in Fu Xiangyu's office, and the other in Xun Guangyong's office.
In the solitary office of Xun Guangyong, Lan Weiying sat on the only office chair in the room, while Xun Guangyong stood to one side with a submissive demeanor, his face expressing resentment.
"That worthless kid in Class C is assigned a high-grade nutrient solution this time, and the regulations require at least 60 points, which is out of my hands."
"She's backed by the royal family, owning an entire farm that could influence the Agricultural Academy. With no lacking in money, she naturally doesn't lack herbal materials. Without an effective plan, it's best to do nothing, and keep your clever tricks to a minimum."
Lan Weiying glanced at Xun Guangyong with disdain: "Otherwise, the Alchemist Association has plenty of people willing to take over your job."
"Yes, yes, Second Miss," Xun Guangyong nodded and bowed.