After listening to Mo Jingchun over the phone at her desk, Qin Yuzhu felt like the August weather had turned chilly. A spacesuit... Seriously, was Candy Technology's research capability really that strong?
She knew every researcher in Candy Technology's lab by name and had looked through their backgrounds.
There were some geniuses among them, but compared with the country, their work seemed like small-time tinkering. And yet Candy Technology kept coming out with products that were the real deal. "I can pass along the message, but I can't guarantee it'll work out."
"Hahaha, listen to you, Sister Qin. Do you really think I don't trust you?" What a kid! Qin Yuzhu shook her head helplessly.
One minute he called her Sister Qin, the next it was Sister. Qin Yuzhu figured he must call her by her name behind her back, and maybe even have a nickname for her. Under the shade of a tree, Mo Jingchun slipped his phone into his pocket. The next second, he sneezed twice out of nowhere.
He rubbed his nose and muttered, "Which little bastard is bad-mouthing me?"
At noon, while Mo Jingchun was taking Candy to the cafeteria for lunch, the head of the China National Space Administration had just found a moment to grab a bite on the other side of the country when Qin Yuzhu called him.
"A spacesuit? Are you kidding me?"
The next second, the director's tone changed, and he asked in surprise, "Wait, did you say it was a spacesuit from Candy Technology?" "Yes."
A spacesuit from Candy Technology. The director fell into thought. As far as most people knew, Candy Technology had a major project in the works, some kind of super-project.
But as one of the people in the know, he knew they were developing a space