Military Industry Town Cafeteria.
On the stairs leading to the third floor, two staff members stretched out a barrier tape and hung up a sign reading, "Private Event—Do Not Enter."
Several diners heading upstairs froze in confusion, then had no choice but to turn around and go back down. At the same time, they kept glancing back, curiosity showing in their eyes.
The cafeteria's third floor was the only place in the entire Ruoqiang Base where private events were allowed. It was specifically provided for research teams to hold victory banquets. Ordinary minor achievements did not qualify; only after completing a major research project could a team apply to reserve the venue!
Everyone who had worked at Ruoqiang Base looked forward to the day they could reserve the cafeteria for a victory banquet. Although the cafeteria was no luxury hotel or century-old winery, it was still an honor!
In the future, when they met their colleagues, anyone who could casually mention having reserved the Military Industry Town Cafeteria, then wave a hand and say with an indifferent look that the food was merely average, would have mastered an advanced form of showing off—and one that never got old.
Tonight, the lucky team with the private booking was... the Song He Team!
The entire third floor was bustling. The team members, dressed in casual clothes, were busy pushing tables together, combining the scattered little square cafeteria tables into one large table that everyone could sit around.
Soon, the large table was ready, and everyone took their seats. The cafeteria aunties began busily bringing out pre-meal snacks and tea. Before long, the sound of sunflower seeds being cracked filled the room.
Lou Jinghui suddenly stood up, still holding a small microphone. He switched it on and blew into it, and every gaze