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Tong Anyu's face turned blue and white.

After Jiang Fan went out, he locked the door.

Jiang Fan had not taken care of his appearance for more than two days. Now he was unshaven and had dark circles under his eyes.

He was not wearing work clothes, but the camouflage uniform he had been training with the Ace Force.

Now walking side by side with the man, I felt like he was a homeless man outside.

Come in and see the Grand View Garden.

Along the way, many people looked at Jiang Fan with strange eyes.

This made Tong Anyu, who was walking side by side with Jiang Fan, feel uncomfortable.

He glanced at Jiang Fan with an even more contemptuous look.

Jiang Fan turned a deaf ear and the monitoring room was in the basement.

Halfway through, Jiang Fan suddenly asked, "Mr. Tong, I have a question for you."

The other party said disdainfully: "What's the problem? Tell me and I'll listen."

Jiang Fan said: "Why didn't you make the liquid compression gun you made before?"

That's right.

This man wearing glasses was the previous person in charge of the project Jiang Fan was looking at in the office.

Tong Anyu paused.

He looked at Jiang Fan angrily.

"What are you doing? Why are you asking me about this project?"

Jiang Fan said: "Because you are the person in charge of this project, and now this project is about to be restarted, you are the person who knows this project best."

Tong Anyu looked at Jiang Fan in disbelief.

"Are you the new person in charge of this project?"

Jiang Fan nodded.

The look in Tong Anyu's eyes towards Jiang Fan began to become complicated, including confusion, jealousy, disbelief, and ridicule.

He said: "The original concept was really good, but it was too advanced."

"When the liquid is compressed to a certain extent, it can indeed exert the power of the bullet, but the material I chose is too expensive."

"If mass production is really carried out under this situation, the price of one gun is about the same as four ordinary rifles."

"The practicality is too low."

Jiang Fan asked suspiciously: "Are you sure the reason is that simple?"

Tong Anyu said with a gloomy face: "Is it that simple? Do you think there are other reasons?"

Jiang Fan said with a half-smile, "I didn't expect you to give up on this project for such a small reason."

"Actually, there are many alternatives to liquids, and I have found products that can replace them."

Tong Anyu thought Jiang Fan was mocking him.

He also said angrily: "Oh, you are so awesome. We were stuck for months and didn't even think of a clue, but you figured it out after just a few days of reading."

Jiang Fan smiled and said nothing.

For the rest of the journey, the two of them had their own thoughts.

After arriving at the monitoring room, Jiang Fan provided his work card and then left Tong Anyu to look for the lost files.

The staff found the surveillance camera of the Class A office and wanted to help him find it.

But Tong Anyu said seriously: "The loss of files is a very important matter, I will do it myself."

The staff stopped interfering.

After all, in this company, every project is confidential. The less people know about it, the less trouble there is.

Tong Anyu called up the surveillance from the past few days.

The information was indeed lost, but the surveillance showed that he took all the information with him when he left.

That means it has nothing to do with Jiang Fan. But after knowing this situation, he did not get up and leave.

Instead, some strange combination of circumstances revealed Jiang Fan's work status over the past few days.

He found that Jiang Fan's concentration was extraordinary. He was either sorting out data every day or exercising on the ground while holding banknotes and thinking.

Even when he was sitting and squatting, he would immediately write down something on paper if he thought of something.

He originally wanted to see how far Jiang Fan had progressed the project he was responsible for.

But from the video, nothing can be seen at all.

But he was even more shocked by Jiang Fan's work intensity. In the past three days, he had sat in front of the computer for an average of eighteen hours a day.

The remaining six hours are spent eating, sleeping and going to the bathroom.

Tong Anyu's heart is very complicated.

Never mind that Jiang Fan was just trying to prove himself that he was really capable.

The intensity of his work is truly admirable.

After leaving, he went to Jiang Fan's laboratory.

Jiang Fan asked: "Did you find it? Is it in this laboratory?"

Tong Anyu shook her head: "I took them all with me when I left. I don't know where I lost them."

Jiang Fan said: "Is there anyone else who needs help?"

Tong Anyu said: "You said you found a substitute, can you tell me what it is?"

Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "I have analyzed the alternatives based on the ingredients these days, but I have not put them into practice. I have listed three alternative ingredients, but I don't know what I can choose in the end."

Tong Anyu looked grave and asked Jiang Fan, "Jiang Fan, I'm also curious about you."

"Obviously these are eliminated projects, why do you want to take charge again?"

"Your behavior embarrasses those of us who were in charge at the time."

"I'll be honest with you, I don't want you to study it."

Jiang Fan looked at him with a smile, looking forward to the next step.

He said: "After you have researched it, what will others think of me? They think I am incompetent, so I give up?"

"What will others think of you? You picked up someone else's project. It was clearly someone else's idea, but in the end it turned into your project. Is it fair?"

Jiang Fan said calmly: "In some countries, things abandoned by others will be left outside the door, waiting for people in need to take them away. This is called secondary use."

"You don't want your project first. Among the many projects, Mr. Zhang felt that this project was necessary for research, so he gave it to me."

"I'm not greedy. I'm not interested in anyone's projects."

"What I want is a result, a result that is beneficial to Xia Guo."

"If you feel this project is yours, I will give it back to you in the end."

"I just don't want such a good concept to be wasted. I will try my best to do what I can."

Jiang Fan's words made Tong Anyu feel mixed emotions.

He smiled bitterly: "It sounds nice. Everyone keeps saying it's for Xia Guo, but in the end, who doesn't do it for his few steel coins and for himself to be a person on the Wall of Merit?"

"In this world today, there are many people who want to be saints, but those who become saints are very rare."

Jiang Fan said: "Since you care so much about what you threw away? Then you might as well come back together."

Tong Anyu was stunned.

"What did you say? Let me come back and study together?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "I have found out the problem of the project, and the next step is a comparative experiment, which will probably take up to a week."

"If you are interested, come back together. In the end, the project will still be yours, and I will be your assistant."

Jiang Fan sincerely invites Tong Anyu.

But Tong Anyu was used to intrigues and intrigues, so she felt uneasy at the moment.

He looked at Jiang Fan with a complicated expression: "I have to think about this matter again." (End of Chapter)