He also posted a global kill order on the dark web.

All of the other party's family members are the targets of the manhunt.

Tang Zuye suddenly remembered.

"By the way, there's something I need to pay attention to."

Several people in Junjun's lab are planning to resign so they can study abroad.

Could they be taking the park's drug research and development secrets abroad?

The couple both shook their heads.

"No, they can't take anything with them."

Even the notes they take, if they're related to our drug development, disappear completely once they leave the park.

"Haha, then I'm relieved. Will these people go through the normal resignation procedures?"

"Well, these people haven't done anything harmful to the park yet, so normal approval is fine."

"Okay, I'll go back and check it. If there are no problems, I'll sign it."

An Qingbai organized the information.

"Our documents should be complete this time. If they don't get approval, we won't go public."

Let's wait until Beijing has a stock exchange.

"Okay, we can submit it again in a few days. If that doesn't work, we can postpone the listing for a few years."

"Honey, let's go see Master Bai. My second brother said he's been depressed lately."

"Let's go, honey, let's talk some sense into Master Bai."

It was getting cold, so the couple didn't drive their patrol car; they took a walk instead.

The white monkey sensed their approach from afar and immediately became excited, jumping up and down.

"You two finally made time. If you hadn't come, Master Bai would have gone on a hunger strike."

An Qingbai laughed.

"Second Brother, why did you mistreat Master Bai?"

An Qingsong quickly denied it.

"I didn't. I've been taking good care of you."

"He's so efficient at work, I'm already too busy serving him, how could I possibly mistreat Master Bai?"

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai smiled as they entered Master Bai's room.

The white monkey quickly ran over and pointed at the fruit peel recycling machine.

An Qingsong didn't understand what it meant.

"That's how it always points to that machine."

Zhuang Zhimeng disassembled the machine.

There was actually liquid flowing inside.

The white monkey pulled Zhuang Zhimeng's hand, gesturing for her to taste it.

An Qingbai held his wife down and tasted it himself.

"Oh my, this is wine. We'll have another type of wine to go."