Wang Zheng felt sorry. "Well, three years is a pretty good deal too. You'll have the money to get married then."
"Ha! There'd be enough for a whole palace of concubines. Provided that you contribute to the study. My guess is that we have to make progress in the next three years, or as you, Mr. Businessman, know, the investors will pull out."
Xiao Fei knew this better than Wang Zheng. There was no free lunch in the whole of this world.
"Professor, I have absolute faith in you. We'll definitely succeed!"
Wang Zheng clenched his fist in confidence.
"Oh, really? I was pinning all my hopes on you! You'd better not slack off, you've got the biggest slice of the pie!"
Wang Zheng shrugged. He was responsible for the theories, and with Old Merchant, he had nothing to worry about. He just had to be patient.
That was even more so in terms of realising the theory into practical use. More researchers in the field were making their way to Earth.
