"Sit."
"There are fruits on the table, help yourself."
"I still have some documents to deal with."
In the small office deep within the Two-Dimensional Evolution Lab, Zheng Qing followed Su Shijun's instructions and sat obediently on a leather circular chair, separated by a large desk, watching Su Daxu handle the materials at hand.
Compared to Zheng Qing's first visit, the bookshelves in the office seemed taller and sturdier. But what was more eye-catching was the giant filing cabinet behind Su Shijun, stuffed with piles of documents, which made the originally spacious cabinet look completely full.
Those documents must be data reports from the lab, Zheng Qing guessed, and couldn't help but recall his own shadow that had been cut off, as well as the Black Cat that had been taken away by the relevant authorities.
