Chapter 811
Chapter 811
Chapter 811: Chapter 17 The Show Begins Chapter 811: Chapter 17 The Show Begins Donghai University, Rhein United Laboratory, second-floor corridor.
Lin Xian had just hung up the inquiry call from Zhao Yingjun and walked into Liu Feng’s laboratory.
Liu Feng looked up.
Seeing Lin Xian, he casually asked,
“Who were you on the phone with?”
“With my former boss.”
Lin Xian put away his phone and casually replied,
“Zhao Yingjun.”
When Liu Feng heard this name,
he started to do a comparison in the [arithmetic sequence] in his mind.
Zhao Yingjun...
Female CEO...
It seemed as though there was no place for her.
...
“I don’t think I’ve seen this person.”
Liu Feng shook his head:
“Or to be precise, this woman has never come to this lab.”
Haha.
Lin Xian couldn’t help but laugh:
“This is just like the typical mathematician engrossed in research to the point of silliness.
Does every woman I know have to make an appearance in the lab at least once?”
“According to your theory, to complete your so-called [arithmetic sequence], there should also be a teenage girl showing up, but after so long, have you seen one?”
Liu Feng pondered for a moment.
He nodded his head:
“But mathematics is precisely rigorous, the arithmetic sequence is absolute.”
“Is this really a math problem?” Lin Xian retorted,
“The issue is, apart from other age groups, from where would I know a teenage girl to bring to you?
Aren’t you even considering whether that’s realistic...”
“Actually, this is a very dangerous topic already.
You might as well stop dreaming about completing your arithmetic sequence.
After all, copying the notebook marked “Principles of Time Shuttle Theory and Time Shuttle Machine Construction Ideas” back into the real world wasn’t something that could be accomplished in ten days or half a month.
One day later would make no significant difference.
“Sure.”
He directly accepted over the phone:
“I really don’t have anything planned for tonight, so if your parents are also free, let’s set it for tonight.
By the way...
how about I take care of booking the restaurant?
It would be my way of welcoming your parents from afar and cleaning off the road dust.”
“Hehe, how can that be?” Zhao Yingjun chuckled light-heartedly:
“Let me handle the restaurant booking; you’re the guest of honor today, there’s no reason for you to arrange the restaurant.
After I book the restaurant, I will send you the address and the room number, and I’ll also forward it to the driver, Xiao Li.
He can take you straight there tonight.”
“It’s just...
oh dear, I have a bit of a dilemma...”
Zhao Yingjun glanced at Yan Qiaoqiao, who was swinging her legs on the couch and looking at her alongside her grandfather Zhao Ruihai.
After several moments of hesitation, she finally spoke up:
“If you don’t mind, my parents might bring along a teenager to the dinner tonight.
It’s a child from my mom’s hometown, and currently under my parents’ care.”
“No problem, bring them along.”
Lin Xian laughed indifferently:
“Brother Wang also mentioned to me before that your parents brought a child from home, and you even asked him about child-friendly restaurants.”
“Since your parents are coming for dinner tonight, there’s no one else to take care of the child at home, so just bring her along.
I definitely don’t mind, isn’t it better to have more people for a livelier atmosphere?”
Zhao Yingjun thought of Yan Qiaoqiao’s unruliness and lack of manners.
She couldn’t help feeling a bit of a headache.
With a sigh,
“As long as you don’t mind, you probably aren’t aware, but these teenage girls nowadays are truly a handful.”
“It’s fine, really, it’s fine,”
Lin Xian recalled the teenage girl who had once torn apart his car door, turning the Alphard business vehicle into a wasp’s nest, and said with ease:
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