Never Forgotten

"Little Xu, do you think the people will remember us thirty years from now?"

Hearing Director Lu Guangda toss out the question under the influence of alcohol,

Xu Yun, whose face was also flushed from the rush of blood, froze.

When he came to his senses,

he abruptly turned his head and looked at Lu Guangda beside him.

At that moment,

the Baby Doctor was staring intently at him with an inscrutable expression.

It was clear

that this question had been weighing on Lu Guangda's mind for a long time.

Seeing this, Xu Yun couldn't help sighing to himself.

There was a Chinese saying: "One measure of rice feeds a hundred kinds of people."

The "hundred kinds of people" could refer to a person's character and conduct, or to their temperament.

There were many experts and scholars at Base 221. Although they were much the same in their ideological convictions, their personalities differed greatly.

Take Li Jue, standing beside Xu Yun.

As a veteran of the battlefield, Li Jue had a fiery temper. His manner was rough in the way of a soldier, and he did everything with brisk decisiveness, never worrying about what might come next.

Then there was Old Guo, whom Xu Yun knew well.

Old Guo had a standard introverted personality. When faced with the heavy responsibilities entrusted to him by the organization, he never complained. He simply worked in silence and then delivered a perfect result.

People like Old Guo had strong convictions, but rarely showed them off. If a group of people went out together, he would quietly stand to one side rather than steal the spotlight from his companions.

And apart from Old Guo and Li Jue, Lu Guangda's personality was also quite unusual.

He was

the sensitive type.

That's right, sensitive.

There was