Song Jinning had not expected Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi to arrive so late. They were actually asking about her father, song Haichuan, who had passed away 19 years ago.
She slowed down her hand gestures and slowly put down the small red clay teapot in her hand. She looked at Huo Shaoheng thoughtfully. "Why do you ask?"
"It's impossible for grandfather to become the director of the Institute of High Energy Physics right after graduation, right?"Huo Shaoheng pointed at the screenshot of the phone and said, "Have you ever written code before?"
Song jinning frowned. "What code?"
She stuck her head out to look at the screenshot of the email that Huo Shaoheng showed her. She was very surprised. "What's going on? What's The Open Source Software?"
