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Meng Fu nodded and watched the president of the Fragrance Federation leave.

Luther stood aside with Meng Fu, and after all these people left, he accompanied Meng Fu to leave...

It was still Luther who drove Meng Fu back in person.

Meng Fu turned the card Su Hui gave her in his hand.

On the way, Su Cheng called her.

Meng Fu put his hand on the car window, leaned slightly against the back of the chair, and put on his headphones with one hand, "Brother Cheng?"

"Are you going today?" Su Cheng put down what was at hand and asked.

"Well," Meng Fu slowly turned the card in his hand, "It just so happened that Sister Fan still lacks money. When will you come back?"

"I'm at their base No. 1," Su Cheng stood beside an experimental base, "Do you want to come and have a look?"

"Base No. 1?" Meng Fu raised his eyebrows, "Then I won't go."

"Okay, I'll be back in two days." Su Cheng said a few words to Meng Fu, and then hung up the phone.

On the side of the phone, people outside happened to come in to look for Su Cheng, "Young Master, Mr. Su just called and said that there might be a new fragrance that can help the human body withstand the pressure in the time lock..."

Hearing this sentence, Su Cheng turned around and looked at the person who was talking, with no expression on his face.

The man was a little scared when Su Cheng looked at him, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Then he said tremblingly, "This is what Mr. Su just passed by. In order to make the experiment go smoothly, you can find time to go back."

Su Cheng put the phone in his hand back into the drawer, his tone was faint, "I understand."

**

Here.

After Meng Fu went back, he directly sent the card to Zhao Fan.

And she went back to log in to the computer, and it was still on the Skynet page. The posts she posted anonymously before have become popular.

Many people on Tianwang speculate who she is.

Meng Fu browses these posts from top to bottom.

As soon as I finished watching, Feng Zhi's video call came.

Feng Zhi was a little happy when he called Meng Fu this time. I think the experiment has made great progress.

"The research direction you gave is completely correct!" Feng Zhi's face couldn't hide his joy in the video, "I'm now studying with the team leader. We can develop specific spices in less than half a month. At that time, rxi1 will no longer be a risk. During this period, I'll be in seclusion with the team leader. By the way, Duan Yan and the others, please help me see."

Feng Zhi is not the time to come now, and Meng Fu can apply to the private room at Yuexia Hall.

Every time I go out, I have a dedicated escort, so I can also know about these seals.

Especially Meng Fu did not conceal the seal.

She hopes that Feng Zhi can do his own research with peace of mind and let go of everything completely.

Feng Zhi was not unaware. Every time Meng Fu refused the invitation from S1 Laboratory, Feng Zhi felt that she was extraordinary, and she was not as she said, just learning to stir incense.

Meng Fu will definitely not be ordinary in this kind of perfume technique that even their team leader praised.

After all, the Federation is not a capital city. He went into seclusion to study with Joshua, and Duan Yan and Liang Si could only leave it to Meng Fu.

After calling Meng Fu, Feng Zhi told Duan Yan and Liang Si that their experiments were critical to retreat and let them contact Meng Fu at any time if they had anything to do.

Duan Yan's voice sounded no different from before: "Good teacher."

Hang up the phone, beside him, Liang Si looked up at Duan Yan, and wanted to say something but stopped, "Senior brother, I'll be reviewing tomorrow..."

Duan Yan shook his head, "You didn't hear the administrator say that Qiong is now respected by the president. The teacher is now at a critical moment, so we can't help him, at least we can't drag him down."
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