Zhuo Huan: “…”

For five days, Fucheng and Zhuo Huan never met again.

In fact, if you have to say whether you have met or have seen it. If new results are found in the laboratory, you will inform the test flight team and exchange opinions at the same time. But other than that, there is no contact.

On the afternoon of the sixth day, Fu Cheng and Du Sen once again confirmed tomorrow's test flight mission. Du Sen suddenly looked behind him. Fu Cheng was stunned and looked back according to his gaze. Zhuo Huan was wearing sunglasses and chewing gum while walking over.

Zhuo Huan: "I want to go back to uaag to get something."

Fucheng: "Hmm?"

Zhuo Huan: "Help me move things."

"……good."

When they got on the Ferrari, the two of them headed west. This time they faced the sunset. Before the sky was dark, they returned to Shencheng District.

Along the way, no one spoke.

After arriving at the UAag headquarters building, Zhuo Huan parked his car in the public parking lot on the first floor, and the two of them took the elevator upstairs together.

Fucheng remembered that when they left last week, Old Joseph and others took the lead, leaving only the decoration staff still busy. This time he came back, as soon as he entered the door, he opened his eyes wide in surprise.

During the week when they were away, the decoration staff almost changed the UAag headquarters. Originally, UAag had few rooms at all, and Lina's design concept was open cooperation. Except for conference rooms and databases, there were no other walls to build. Looking around, you could see it at a glance.

Now, Lina has designed many separate rooms. Although it is not clear what each of them is for now, this once open place has completely changed.

The decoration staff had already left after get off work, leaving only Lina's seat, with many documents and materials left.

Fu Cheng glanced at him twice, and he was stunned and looked at Zhuo Huan: "Mai Fei's f475's wing shape changed direction?"

Zhuo Huan nodded lazily: "Move to my car."

Fu Cheng was silent and began to help carry the boxes of information.

This lot of information was calculated by them when they were in Los Angeles for five days and five nights last month, plus more than a month of preparations in the early stage. Although this is just one direction and did not really steal Mai Fei's commercial secrets, Fucheng naturally realized that Zhuo Huan wanted to use the airfoil transformation technology on the new aircraft model of COMAC, which was the same as Mai Fei. Although it was different, it was inspired by it.

There is no such thing as plagiarism in the field of science.

From the same experiment, what you can obtain depends on your qualifications.

This is the world of genius.

After moving back and forth three times, I finally moved the boxes of information downstairs and put them into the front trunk of the car.

By this time the sky was getting darker and the sunset was setting. Many white-collar workers working in the building came out of the gate one after another.

Uaag headquarters is very close to Fucheng home.

After Zhuo Huan moved the things, he moved his wrist and took out the car key from his pocket. Fu Cheng looked at his back and was silent for a moment. He was about to say that he wanted to go home alone and let Zhuo Huan not have to send it, but a surprised female voice rang out from behind: "Fu Cheng?!"

Fucheng was stunned suddenly, he turned around and saw the visitor: "Su Qiao?"

The beautiful woman in a Chanel suit walked over with an lv chain bag in her left hand and stepped on her slim heels. She glanced at the car behind Fucheng and asked in surprise: "Is your car?"

Fucheng looked back and said, "No, my friend's."

After hearing this, Zhuo Huan stood by the car door, with his hands in his pockets, and looked at Fu Cheng's back with a smile.

However, Fucheng seemed to have not noticed anything.

Su Qiao said softly, and her eyes shook on Zhuo Huan's face, a little stunning, but she quickly withdrew her gaze. She raised her head seriously and smiled at Fucheng: "I haven't contacted me since I finished drinking coffee in the cafe last time. I sent you a WeChat message two weeks ago, why didn't you reply to me?"

Fu Cheng muttered: "Sorry, maybe I didn't see it."

Su Qiao: "I know you are busy. You have lost a lot. Are you working in this building?"

Fucheng: "Yes."

Su Qiao: "What a coincidence, I'm next door! I've never seen you before."

Fucheng: "I often travel on business and rarely stay in the company."

The gorgeous and dazzling woman tied the hair falling from her forehead behind her ears, and she smiled slightly: "That's it, do you have time for the class reunion next month? I sent you a WeChat message for this. I told them that I will definitely bring you here this time." She blinked pitifully, "You won't go again, let me lose face, Fucheng."

When he suddenly saw Su Qiao, Fu Cheng caught him off guard. Then the other party mentioned the class reunion.

Fu Cheng was stunned and didn't speak for a while.

Su quietly curled his red lips and said, "Let me tell you carefully. There was something happening to a classmate's family at this time. Everyone wanted to help him. We haven't seen each other for a long time. Why don't we have dinner together? I can talk to you too?"

Fu Cheng's lips were twitching and he was about to speak when a man's casual voice came from behind him.

"Hey, Fucheng."

The body became stiff and Fucheng turned around.

The sunglasses were pushed on the forehead by the man, revealing their clear and elegant eyes. Zhuo Huan supported one hand on the roof of the car, supported his chin with one hand, looked at him with a sloppy tone: "Didn't you say you're having dinner with me?"

The afterglow of the sunset sank under the horizon and is blocked by the skyscrapers. The night gradually becomes deeper and the heart gradually sinks.

With eyes facing each other, Fucheng looked at Zhuo Huan quietly. Zhuo Huan smiled and silently looked at him.

A few seconds are like a long life.

Fu Cheng smiled and said, "Have you said it, Teacher Zhuo, have you remembered it wrong? I'm going to have dinner with my friends, what else is there?"

His eyes stayed on the young man's smiling face for a long time, and Zhuo Huan stretched out his hand and pulled down his sunglasses lightly.

Zhuo Huan: "Oh, that may be because I remembered it wrong."

Fucheng: "I'll leave first, Teacher Zhuo."

Zhuo Huan: "Yes."

In the gloomy night, many white-collar workers got off work and walked out of the building. Among the young figures, there were men and women, and there were many couples walking side by side.

Among so many men and women who are traveling with each other, handsome young people and pretty women are undoubtedly the most outstanding.

He must be a very talkative woman. She looked up from time to time and laughed when she spoke, so she revealed two cute and sweet little pear nests.

Zhuo Huan watched them and disappeared step by step at the door of the parking lot.

Take out the silver cigarette case from your pocket and draw out a cigarette.

With a click, it ignites.

He leaned against the car door and looked at the intersection where the two disappeared, silently smoking a cigarette in the night wind.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour...

The lights in the building were turned off layer by layer, and fewer and fewer white-collar workers came out.

The last cigarette in the cigarette box was gone.

Zhuo Huan looked up at the sky. He took off the sunglasses on his nose. His light-colored eyes were full of confusion, and he was at a loss and innocent. He seemed to be a child who didn't know where he was and was lost.

His lips opened and finally, he slowly closed again.

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