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"The boss is wise."

"What are you wise?" Zhang Qian waved his hand and said with a smile, "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten how much the research institute burns money."

"The boss has a deep family background and can afford it." Wei Zhong flattered him.

Zhang Qian smiled and didn't answer his words.

"By the way, what has Lu Yan been doing recently?"

"Her." Wei Zhong said with a smile on his face, "Recently, she is researching derivative products of cyanophage and some uses of core technology."

"The boss should also know that the birth of every new technology will generate countless possibilities."

"This is called one way, ten thousand ways."

Zhang Qian nodded half-understanding: "Then what did she research?"

"This..." Wei Zhong smiled awkwardly.

"The boss should also know that even the derivative products of new technology are not so simple to research."

That's nothing.

Zhang Qian shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Then I'll go and see her."

"Goodbye, boss." Wei Zhong said, "I still have some things to deal with here, so I won't go with you."

Zhang Qian looked at him in surprise.

For some reason, he always felt that Wei Zhong was deliberately avoiding him and Lu Yan. Every time he went to find Lu Yan, Wei Zhong almost avoided him deliberately.

Chapter 182 The Tired Lu Yan

Zhang Qian didn't think too much about it.

When he got to the laboratory, he found that Lu Yan was not here.

This made him slightly surprised.

In the past, every time he saw Lu Yan, he was in the laboratory. In addition, later on, Lu Yan almost took charge of the laboratory and lived here, so Zhang Qian subconsciously thought that she would definitely be here.

Since it's not here, it must be in the office.

Zhang Qian walked towards the office again, and sure enough, he found Lu Yan here.

In the private office, Lu Yan is like a salted fish that has lost her dream, slumped on a chair with her head up, with fatigue clearly visible between her brows.

Zhang Qian knocked on the door and walked in.

When Lu Yan heard the movement, she turned her head to look. When she saw Zhang Qian, her eyes were obviously bright, but then they dimmed, and her expression became full of reproach.

"How did you come?"

"Why can't I come?" Zhang Qian smiled, moved a chair for himself and sat down.

Lu Yan pouted, but said nothing.

Zhang Qian went on to say: "How long has it been since you took a break, do you want me to give you a vacation and have a good rest."

"No need." Lu Yan said stubbornly.

But the tiredness between her eyebrows was even heavier, and the reproachful eyes she looked at Zhang Qian were even heavier.

"Did I do something?"

Zhang Qian finally realized something was wrong, and asked curiously.

Lu Yan glared at him, then sighed, and said, "Can you make those construction crews keep their voices down, do you know how I live these days?"

"Uh... this." Zhang Qian finally understood.

Lu Yan's work and rest routine is irregular, and most of the time she is so tired that her body automatically enters a dormant state.

And a person like her needs a good sleeping environment.

However, in order to catch up with the construction period, the construction site adopted three shifts, eight hours per shift, and worked 24 hours a day.

Noise pollution around the clock is fatal to Lu Yan.

"No, let me say you, such a great genius, worked so hard, instead of being overwhelmed by work, you were defeated by the noise on the construction site?"

He thought it was a little funny.

Lu Yan stared at him weakly.

If it wasn't for the insomnia that made her head hurt so much, coupled with the laziness caused by exhaustion, she really wanted Zhang Qian to know why the flowers are so red.

The ghost knows what kind of life she is living these days.

"Then you go home. I'll give you a vacation. You can have a good sleep. If you have anything to do, wait until you wake up."

Zhang Qian held back, but still couldn't help laughing.

Lu Yan glared at him again: "No, I still have experiments to finish."

"That doesn't work either. In your state, how can you do experiments." Zhang Qian said with a straight face, somewhat serious.

Lu Yan was not talking.

Of course she knew this.

If not, she would not have returned to the office.

But she didn't want to leave here, and even if she left, she couldn't fall asleep, after all, all she had in her heart was the experiment.

"Then what should we do?" Zhang Qian looked at her helplessly.

Lu Yan didn't speak.

He waited for a while, but Lu Yan still didn't speak.

Only then did Zhang Qian notice that Lu Yan had fallen asleep in front of him, obviously the two of them were talking before.

He looked at Lu Yan's face, even though he was asleep, there was still tiredness between his brows.

"Ugh!"

He sighed softly.