Ouyang Ziyu said with respect, "Your husband is likely to be a high-position researcher. I heard that they're way busier than the ordinary employees like us and that their scope of work has to be kept confidential."
Xia Yingluo smiled, but deep inside, she thought—
High-post researcher? He's just the evil and perverted Big Boss of this place, with weird fantasies and strange ideas. Did these employees know what their Big Boss is actually like?
It was such a tragedy.
She changed the topic. "Why don't you tell me more about your work? What are you busy with every day?"