Tang Song stood where he was, letting that cool, translucent feeling slowly flow through his mind.
After a long while, he slowly let out a breath.
The laboratory lights were still bright, and the scientists not far away were still waiting for his final opinion.
But in his perception, the entire world seemed to have become different.
The tiny details that had once required extreme concentration to catch now automatically poured into his mind like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, incomparably clear. He nodded to the scientists and said in an even tone, "Proceed with the plan from earlier in this direction. Come to me anytime if there are problems." "Understood, Mr. Tang."
After giving his instructions, Tang Song turned and strode out of the laboratory cleanly and decisively.
Jiang You Rong hurried after him with the documents in her arms.
Under the bright lights of the corridor, she stole a somewhat puzzled glance at this young and handsome boss.
She did not know whether it was an illusion, but she kept feeling that in that instant just now, something about Tang Song seemed to have changed.
Maybe... his eyes?
She was not quite sure. She only felt that the pressure he gave off had become stronger.
Tang Song turned his head and glanced at her. When their eyes met, he paused slightly. "No need to follow me, Director Jiang. Go handle your own work."
Jiang You Rong quickly nodded. "All right, Mr. Tang. As for tonight, I'll get off work at the normal time. If you have any sudden work needs, we can contact each other by phone. I made plans with a friend to go eat tonight."
Tang Song raised his brows and looked at her with a half-smile. "What? Who was it yesterday who made