บท 431: There's No Next Time

Qin Ren, the genius of legend, the person whom they had failed to invite to their research institute several times.

It was beyond Zhang Meng's imagination to encounter him here. Zhang Meng was thrilled beyond measure.

Qin Ren also hadn't anticipated seeing anyone other than his younger cousin when the call came through. Yet, instead of her face, a bewildered youth appeared on the screen.

The smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a courteous but distant demeanor. The swiftness with which his expression changed rivaled that of a performer in Sichuan opera.

He inquired, "And you are?"

"I...," before he could finish his introduction, Zhouzhou hastily pushed aside the watch, unfastening it, and aimed it at the computer screen, urging, "Forget about these formalities for now, eldest brother. Quickly, attend to the task at hand."

There's no time to lose! Can't you grasp the urgency? Don't you realize what's most important right now? It's worrisome, truly.