"Master Jue, are you going back to the old residence to accompany the young chief tonight?"
"Yes."
"Then, should I push the matter of the research and development of the new aircraft back to the research base in Qing Cheng?"
"Of course! It's just a small laboratory. Why would I watch over it every day?"
Gong Jue replied coldly, pretending to be indifferent.
That petite figure from the research base involuntarily appeared in his mind.
Qing Cheng was originally a small and inconspicuous place.
But for some reason, there was something different about it in his heart now.
Night fell.
Qing Cheng, Qiong Hua Bar.
This was the most fashionable entertainment venue in Qing Cheng.
Eating, drinking, and gambling, as well as working out and taking baths.
Bai Lang was in the gym just now. He stpped on the rowing machine for the entire afternoon before he could finally vent the frustration in his heart.
