Chapter 202

Third-Person POV

"I tell you, it really pissed me off. It's just a matter of breaking up. I don't have you, but more people want to ask me to make drugs. And without me, you still want to run a business on the drugs I developed? Don't even think about it! The Sin Pack alone is a mess. I'll see how you handle it!"

As Professor Orran ranted angrily, Hansel opened a bottle of red wine, poured two glasses, and held it out to him.

"Don't get so excited. We'll give you the assistant you asked for."

In the face of the wine handed to the front, still in anger, he refused to accept; of course, he knocked off the glass. The formerly shy face is now all ferocious. "You don't perfunctory me! I want an assistant! Assistant!"

Hansel did not suffer from this brush of shame, except that his hand was a little red and shaking. He silently lifted his head and drank his cup, then put it down again with