: I won’t leave today (please subscribe!!)

Hawke just remembered it.

After all, the conversation between him and Gwen has not been very long these days, and most of the time Hawke is looking for reasons to shirk Gwen's request for a date.

It's all George's fault!

Hawke planned to tell Gwen that he was undercover and George disagreed.

soon.

Hawke went down the stairs to the sixth floor and tried the security door in front of him.

A click.

The door is open.

Hawke raised his eyebrows, "What a guy, if I had known that the door was not locked, I would have been afraid of the stairs, and I wouldn't have been worried about being recognized by Gwen in the elevator just now.

……etc.

Gwen!

Sixth floor?

Hawke raised his eyebrows, thinking about Gwen, who had just left the elevator on the sixth floor, opened the safety door and walked in.

Gwen's voice came from the innermost office.

"Dr. Dillon."

Gwen knocked on the door and took his colleague Felixia to find Max Dylan, who was the only one who enjoyed the entire office. After pushing open the door, he looked at Max Dylan, who was frightened inside and had nowhere to put his hands in, and was slightly stunned: "Is it wrong for us to come, Dr. Dylan?"

Glasses.

True.

Can't speak, and stay alone again?

Hey!

Gwen seemed to have thought of something bad, and subconsciously wanted to close the door again.

"No, no!"

Max Dylan came back to his senses, and saw this, he hurriedly walked over and said, "I was just sleeping just now, you suddenly came, I was shocked, yes, I was sleeping."

He was not sleeping.

Just when Gwen came over, he was talking to Wesley. He suddenly heard Gwen's voice and jumped up from the seat in fright, and then quickly signaled Wesley to hide quickly.

This is not.

Just as he watched Wesley just hiding, the door that was not locked was pushed open.

"……All right."

Gwen and his colleague Felixia looked at each other, but were not interested in understanding what Max Dylan was doing just now. He nodded, accepted this statement, and then directly said to Max Dylan: "Dr. Dylan, this is the case. Dr. Connors hopes..."

I haven't finished speaking.

The phone on the desk rang.

Max Dylan made a sorry expression towards Gwen, walked over and answered the phone: "Hello, I'm Max Dylan!"

There is logistics on the other end of the phone: "We have no departure task today."

Max Dylan was slightly stunned: "No, today is Friday, how could you..."

The logistics words said directly: "No, it's not, it's cancelled."

After saying that.

Logistics hung up the phone impatiently.

Max Dylan was stunned.

Is there no departure task today?

However, that's not what the plan is written on.

The call between Max Dylan and the logistics company was not very loud, but the quiet office environment still made Gwen, Felixia and the hiding Wesley hear it clearly.

Wesley, hiding in the dark, felt a chill in his heart.

If he doesn't leave today, how can he leave New York City?

Wesley suddenly became a little impatient.

Felicia, a colleague standing next to Gwen, looked at Max Dylan with some curiosity: "Does Dr. Dylan have something to send with the convoy?"

Max Dylan, wearing thick glasses, looked at Felixia, hesitated for a moment, nodded: "Yes, I have something to send out."

Felicia nodded and said, "If you have something to send with the convoy, you can pack it and put it directly on the logistics side. On Monday, the convoy will carry it together and will not be lost. By the way, Dr. Dylan, you have something to send to Los Angeles. Today's convoy should be sent to the Los Angeles factory, but just now, the factory in Los Angeles has heard that there was an environmental problem, and the convoy has been temporarily suspended."

As an Osborne Group, which has laboratories and factories across the country, the group's employees use the fleets on Mondays and Fridays to slim their own things, which is a hidden rule benefit that is not allowed or said no.

It's okay to send a small package in the federal market, but if it's a slightly larger item, the price is quite beautiful. If you go to Osborne's own fleet, you won't have any money and it's safe.

Felicia's hometown is in Chicago. Generally, the fleet departs. If she goes to the laboratory in Chicago, she will pack the things in advance and ask the fleet to help deliver them to Chicago. Afterwards, she calls her family and asks them to drive and go directly to the laboratory to get it.

This was the first time Gwen heard about this: "Can you still do this?"

Felicia smiled at Gwen: "Of course not, new employees, this requires a good relationship with the logistics side. As long as there is not much goods, they are all willing to help each other, and help each other."

Gwen learned a new point of knowledge and nodded.

But she had nothing to send.

She is a New Yorker.

Old New York.

However, the greatest pleasure of going to work is to discover new knowledge points. If you write it down, maybe it may be possible to use it when it can be used.

Logistics... easy to talk about?

When Max Dylan heard this, he was silent. He had just made more than a dozen calls to the logistics company in a row. Every time he said something irritable, he hung up the phone after a few words, and even scolded him without being friendly at all, asking him to call during work hours in the afternoon.

Good temper?

Easy to talk?

Why didn't I feel it?

Max Dylan thought in his heart, then looked at Gwen and asked, "Gwen, what did you say just now?"

Gwen said oh, and quickly asked Dr. Connors to come up, hoping that the bioenergy department could adjust the energy supply to their laboratory in the afternoon, because the experiment this afternoon is more important, and he didn't really hope that the energy suddenly disconnected and was as unstable as a roller coaster ride.

After saying that.

Gwen said to Max Dylan with an apology: "Please, Dr. Dylan, this afternoon's experiment is particularly important to Dr. Connors."

Max Dylan nodded and said, "Of course it's okay. There was a small problem in the morning when there was a small problem in the third cabin, which led to unstable voltage. I'll just transfer the energy supply from your laboratory to the main energy."

The energy of all offices in the Osborne Group headquarters building is from its bioenergy floor, which can be regarded as self-sufficiency.

The only downside is that because the research on bioenergy is still a little bit short of that, in many times, the normal voltage is often unstable.

For daily office work, this is nothing more than a light bulb flashing and darkening, but for laboratory, it is not very good.

This is also the reason why other laboratories in the group are unfriendly to the bioenergy sector and even ignore it.

Gwen listened to the solution given by Max Dylan, looked happy and thanked him again. Then he looked at the expression on the latter's face, but did not continue to stay. Instead, he said goodbye and left here with Felixia.

soon.

After turning the corner, Gwen and Felixia walked towards the elevator not far away.

Felicia turned her head and looked at her, confirming that Max Dylan did not come out, and then said to Gwen: "What kind of Dr. Dylan, why didn't I see this?"

Gwen shrugged and said, "I saw it at the meeting that day. I heard that the bioenergy department was established and I came in."

Felicia said oh, shook her head: "But it looks quite weird. I know why Dr. Connors asked me to come with you."

Gwen blinked: "What?"

Felicia blinked at Gwen: "Isn't this obvious? Dr. Connors is worried about you, so Dr. Dylan looks so weird, and he is the only one in the bioenergy department. What if you come up alone, what happens? And..."

Said.

Felicia looked around again and leaned into Gwen's ear: "He's still a black man."

Black, all bad.

Let's say so.

If you kill all the black ones with one stick, there may be some good ones, but if you kill one each one, there will definitely be fish that misses the net.

Gwen listened to the whispers of Felixia in his ear, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and while waiting for the elevator, he whispered: "Felixia, why are you discriminating?"

Felicia shrugged: "I'm from Chicago, they're all bad, I've seen it."

The reason why Chicago has become a city of crime is to be honest, it is all due to these dark-skinned people.
To be continued...