Noticing the polite little gesture, Curt Connors happily shook Henry's hand. "I heard Gwen mention you. She said you've given her quite a bit of advice and guidance in her studies. Have you ever considered doing some academic research?"
"I just casually read some science magazines and think things over on my own. If I actually did serious research, I'd probably be exposed as a fraud."
"But that isn't how Oscorp evaluates Henry Brown."
"I hope it's not a bad reputation." Henry laughed at himself.
With her academic advisor right beside her, Gwen did not dare act too freely. Besides, she knew that the main purpose of coming to an occasion like this was to focus on the academic heavyweights.
There would always be time for romance. But if she failed to seize an opportunity like today's, with so many leading figures in academia gathered here, that would be far too foolish.
Clear on what she wanted, the girl spotted someone she wanted to speak with becoming available and immediately said, "Professor, I'm going to talk to Professor Ross."
As she spoke, she stuffed the neatly organized briefcase in her hands into Henry's arms, took out her notebook, and skipped toward Betty Ross, Bruce Banner's assistant.
This lady was no mere decoration. She had graduated from Harvard with a doctorate in genetic engineering. Besides being a researcher on Bruce Banner's project, she was also a professor of cell biology at the University of California, Berkeley.
"She's a very gifted child," Curt Connors praised, extending his only hand toward the briefcase Henry was holding.
The bag contained Curt Connors's research materials, not any personal belongings. Gwen had hurriedly shoved it into Henry's hands out of trust, but it was still somewhat careless.
So when its owner indicated that he wanted it