Before he knew it, it was already six o'clock in the evening.
Since Li Qiao and Lian Zhen were due to report to the research institute tomorrow, their lab colleagues had specially arranged a farewell dinner for them.
At the food street, seven people sat at a barbecue stall, with beer and beverages covering the table. Fu Lvting had also joined them.
At this point, someone shook their beer bottle and looked across at Lian Zhen and Li Qiao, "Lianzi, Xiao Li, if you guys get promoted at the research institute, don't forget about us."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than someone else chimed in, "Exactly, even if we can't continue with the experiment, if you make any small achievements, remember to include us."
Li Qiao lowered her head to eat her grilled chicken wings as if she hadn't heard.
Lian Zhen, always considerate, clinked his beer with the other's and responded with a warm and polite smile, "There's no big promotion; it's just conducting research in a new place."
