When Lin Yan entered the laboratory.
Wen Xiuyong said directly, "You came at just the right time. Help me take a look—see if there's anything else that needs changing in these design blueprints."
I've really spoiled you rotten!
Lin Yan could directly build the finished product in the Virtual Hall according to the blueprints and obtain data from every aspect, so he could always spot problems with a plan at a glance.
From then on, things got out of hand. Many times, Wen Xiuyong could not even be bothered to think for himself and simply asked Lin Yan for his opinion.
Still, Lin Yan considered himself the inferior one, so he obediently went along with it.
Who told me to have my eye on his precious daughter?
He took the blueprints and pondered them for a moment before nodding. "There's nothing to change at this stage. Start producing the machine."
Wen Xiuyong let out a sigh of relief. "Finally got this thing sorted out."
"Huh? You got promoted?"
He noticed the change in Lin Yan's epaulets and looked rather surprised. That was one hell of a jump in rank.
"It just happened," Lin Yan replied.
Wen Xiuyong nodded, seeming somewhat hesitant. "I have something else to discuss with you. Don't rush off. I'll go hand these blueprints over first."
He took the blueprints back and walked out.
He has something to say to me?
Lin Yan looked around and saw Wen Zhi'an. She stood by the lab bench, wearing a pair of flat auxiliary glasses as she watched the fluctuating images on an instrument screen with a focused expression.
She seemed a little less youthful and lively, and a little more refined and elegant.
She was so absorbed that she did not notice Lin Yan standing outside the glass door