1900: A physics genius wandering around Europe

Chapter 13 Conspiracy
In a luxurious villa somewhere on the outskirts of Cambridgeshire.

Cecil leaned back in his chair with a gloomy look on his face as he listened to a middle-aged man speak.

"Master Cecil, I have formally submitted an application to the Cambridge Student Management Committee to expel Bruce Lee."

"I discussed this matter with the dean of Trinity College, and he agreed."

The person who was speaking was named Behram. He was the assistant to the dean of Trinity College. He was responsible for assisting the dean in handling various affairs and held real power.

He was able to obtain this position because he had once received favors from the Cecil family.

Therefore, Beram obeyed Cecil's orders and helped Cecil deal with a lot of negative information.

"Damn that stinky yellow monkey. Just firing him won't make me feel better."

"I will bring disgrace upon him and make him get out of Britain and Europe forever!" Cecil said with gritted teeth and an angry face.

He would never forget the insult he suffered that day.

In fact, in recent times, he didn't go to school at all, but hid in the villa to vent his anger.

Beram couldn't help but feel frightened when he saw the angry Cecil in front of him.

He was also afraid that if he failed to satisfy the young master, he might lose his position.

After all, he has no power or influence, so he can only be cautious in Cambridge, where many bigwigs gather.

Thinking of this, he said tentatively:

"However, the current situation is not optimistic, although the dean of Trinity College agrees with this matter."

"However, Professor Thomson, the director of the Cavendish Laboratory, strongly opposed it."

"It is said that at an internal meeting of the board of directors, Thomson became emotional and had an argument with the dean."

“I think this may not be good news.”

After saying this, Beram glanced at Cecil secretly, hoping not to anger the little ancestor.

After hearing this, although Cecil was still extremely angry, there was an inexplicable calmness on his face.

He stroked his chin, as if talking to Behram, or as if talking to himself: "Thomson, he is not a simple person."

"His teacher is Baron Rayleigh III, a great scientist respected by my grandfather, who also holds a title."

"He is of noble status, has extraordinary knowledge, and is highly respected."

"Thomson was his most outstanding student. If that fellow objects, it will be a real problem."

"Fxxk!"

At this point, Cecil's eyes grew even angrier, and he pounded his fist hard on the chair beneath him.

Because his qualifications alone were far from enough to qualify him to command Thomson.

He suddenly found that he couldn't deal with Li Qiwei and things encountered huge obstacles.

"Damn it, how could that yellow monkey win Thomson's favor? It is said that he was allowed to work in the laboratory."

Beram stood aside, not daring to make a sound. He also knew about these things.

There's nothing we can do about it, Li Qiwei is too famous.

Ever since he made a bet with Lord Kelvin and returned to Cambridge, he has been constantly getting into trouble and his fame has been growing.

We can't just expel Li Qiwei for any reason like we do with ordinary students.

There must be sufficient evidence to bring down the other party.

For a moment, the atmosphere was somewhat silent.

Cecil's eyes were vicious, and no one knew what he was thinking. Suddenly, he looked at Beram and said:
"Beram, you've been working as the dean's assistant for a while now. Have you ever thought about moving up a level?"

After saying this, Cecil deliberately observed Beram's expression, trying to see into his heart.

At this moment, Beram's expression changed slightly and his heart was beating fast.

He wanted to move up the ladder so much. Although he didn't dare to aspire to be the president of Trinity College, it required a high level of knowledge and accomplishment.

But being an executive vice president was what Behram dreamed of.

As the vice president who can manage the entire college and all student affairs, his power is unmatched by that of an assistant.

Beram's breathing became heavier, he suppressed his excitement, and asked carefully:
"I wonder what Master Cecil wants me to do?"

Cecil laughed and said disdainfully:
"What I need is for you to find a way to deal with Bruce Lee, not for me to teach you how to do it, understand?"

"As long as you can get that guy out legally and reasonably, I can promise you that I will use my family's connections to help you get promoted."

"The premise is that you have to do it to satisfy me."

Cecil was neither hurried nor slow, looking at the other person with a teasing look.

At this moment, Beram's brain was working frantically, and the power within reach made him excited.

Suddenly, a sinister smile appeared on his lips, and he said flatteringly:

"How about this, Master Cecil? Starting from mid-June, all courses will have final level exams. I will arrange it."

"Make sure Bruce Lee is caught cheating and is branded as an academic misconduct scholar."

"In this case, the college would have sufficient reason to expel him. Even if Thomson wanted to protect him, there would be nothing he could do."

"Moreover, no university in Europe would dare to accept him anymore."

"A student who cheats on the exam, and a Qing Chinese, will never have a place in the academic circle."

Sure enough, such a vicious plan instantly changed Cecil's expression.

He just laughed a few times, stood up, and paced back and forth like a madman.

When he thought of Li Qiwei's embarrassment, helplessness and anger when he was caught cheating on the spot, he was so excited that he even licked his lips.

"Hahaha, what a great plan. Destroy Bruce Lee in the area where he is best at."

"Beram, you are indeed a genius. It is unfair for you to be the dean's assistant."

Beram nodded and smiled apologetically, with no sense of shame in his heart. He only thought about getting things done and successfully taking the position.

Cecil looked at Beram with great contempt in his heart, but he did not show it on his face.

Finally, he patted Behram's shoulder and said seductively: "Do this well, Behram, the family has high hopes for you!"

Then, let the other person go back and sit in the room alone in silence.

As the grandson of the Prime Minister, Cecil is not as simple-minded as he seems.

He had secretly sent someone to investigate Li Qiwei's background, and the result surprised him.

Li Qiwei's family was considered a relatively powerful family in the Qing Dynasty and was not a family that could be easily bullied.

Therefore, as he was extremely politically sensitive, he would never take action against Li Qiwei himself, but would leave it to his subordinates.

This way, even if there are any clues left, they cannot be traced back to him.

So he looked at Beram who was gradually walking away outside the window, with a strange smile on his face.

On the other hand, after returning to Cambridge University, Behram immediately locked himself in his office.

He needs to carefully consider the next plan and strive to make it perfect.

Fortunately, he is the assistant to the dean and has a lot of influence in the final exams.

As long as we can get a few key people on board and open up a few key links, we can do it without anyone noticing.

"Hey, my vice-president, I'm coming."

Beram's obscene and cold laughter rang out in the room.

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(End of this chapter)