"Ah? It's okay, it's okay. My legs are just weak. How did Uncle Qian manage to stay so calm before and after the meeting?"

Ji Ru had been with Ling Yue for a short time and had never seen Ling Yue so childish.

What I didn't expect was that Ling Yue was so cheerful during the meeting, but so scared after the meeting.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ji Ru blinked, her smile undiminished: "Academician Ling, I didn't expect you would be afraid too."

Ling Yue did not answer this question: "Let's go back to the office."

As for the data and other issues she was concerned about, the researchers would naturally solve them.

Sure enough, as soon as Ling Yue returned to the office, she saw other researchers coming in to get tools and go to the war preparedness department.

"Where's Zhang Jia?"

"Oh, Sister Zhang Jia went to put the remaining documents in the confidential room. She will be back soon."

Ling Yue nodded. No wonder she didn’t see anyone when she came back.

"When she comes back, tell her to leave the meal at your place in the evening. I'll eat it when I come out."

Seeing Ji Ru agreed, Ling Yue closed the door, lay down on the table and started working.

Today we need to calculate the laser data.

The calculations were very complicated, and a momentary distraction could result in incorrect data, so at such times, she must have been fully committed.

This is also the reason why she never reacts when Zhang Jia and others disturb her when they come in and out.

The white papers on the table were reduced one by one, replaced by calculation formulas written in black handwriting.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhang Jia took the food to the kitchen and heated it up again and again.

It was not until the lights-out horn sounded in the dormitory not far away that Ling Yue rubbed her sore neck exhaustedly.

When I opened the door, Zhang Jia was standing at the door carrying the food that had been reheated countless times.

He handed it to Ling Yue without saying anything.

Ling Yue just took it and was about to open it to eat before going back to rest.

Unfortunately, the timing was unfortunate, and number seven, which had been silent for a long time, rang in my mind.

——There’s a phone call coming in.

Ling Yue silently put the lunch box on the table, not daring to look at Zhang Jia's fiery eyes. She rushed into the office and locked the door behind her.