Director Li really had not been joking with him.
Early the next morning, the old man showed up at his door carrying breakfast.
Standing at the villa entrance, Lu Zhou looked at Director Li, then at the plastic bag in his hand, and froze for a moment. "You didn't bring that breakfast all the way from Shangjing, did you?"
"What kind of joke is that? How could I get on a plane carrying this stuff? Besides, it's still hot! I saw a breakfast shop when I passed outside your neighborhood, so I picked some up..." Without ceremony, Director Li walked inside. After changing his shoes, he spotted the fireplace in the living room and grinned. "Oh? Got some new furniture?"
"Did you come here just to see my fireplace?"
"How could that be?" Director Li chuckled at Lu Zhou, then his expression turned serious. "I've read the report on Carbon-Based Chips. Professor Wu Tianqun's project has successfully integrated one hundred thousand Carbon Nanotube Transistors onto a single chip... Is that true?"
"When have I ever joked about something this important?" Lu Zhou smiled and glanced at the plastic bag in Director Li's hand. "I just got up and I'm hungry too. Let's eat while we talk."
"Fine, no problem. If you're hungry, eat first!"
Perhaps Director Li had expected Lu Zhou not to have eaten breakfast, or perhaps he simply did not want to arrive empty-handed. When passing the breakfast shop, he had picked up two servings of soup dumplings and an extra bowl of noodles.
A steamer of soup dumplings, a bowl of noodles, and a cup of soy milk—by an adult's standards, it was not merely enough food. It was actually a little too much.
Seeing that Lu Zhou had already finished a bowl of noodles and eaten