"It's done. It's a 100% replica. It's so realistic that it's impossible to tell the difference from the real thing."
"Okay, deliver it to my office when you have time, but don't let anyone else know."
"clear!"
After hanging up the phone, General Manager Li rubbed his temples and continued working.
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Time flew by and it was early July.
Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan were fiddling with medicinal herbs in the space when they heard their cell phones ring outside.
They didn't need to say anything; they understood each other perfectly.
Shen Yanming was ready, and Bi Qiaoan casually tossed him out of the space.
Sigh, there's nothing I can do, I basically have to call my own phone.
It was Guo Tingshuo calling.
"Captain Guo, it's been a long time. How are you?" Shen Yanming greeted him with a smile.
"Great! You must be doing well too." Guo Tingshuo's laughter also traveled through the microphone to the other side.
Shen Yanming nodded in agreement: "Yes, I spent my postpartum period with my wife, son, and daughter. This is something I never dared to imagine before."
"Then you've really benefited from impetigo."
"I think so too. However, if I had a choice, I would rather go to work every day."
As soon as Shen Yanming finished speaking, Guo Tingshuo laughed heartily, "Hmm, not bad, you've got the awareness. Well then, your opportunity has arrived. I'm officially informing you to start work now."
Shen Yanming...
I'm starting to regret making that boast earlier.
However, he quickly composed himself: "Captain Guo, does this mean we've officially resumed work?"
"No, it's the beginning of the month, and we need to finish this month's work. Depending on your efficiency, you can continue your vacation whenever you finish."
Shen Yanming breathed a sigh of relief; at least he didn't have to work every day.
Although his wife is recovering well, their two precious children are still so young. How can she take care of them all by herself at home?
He used to think that having space would be fine, but after his wife and he went through postpartum confinement, he realized that even with external help, taking care of two little babies was very tiring.
Thankfully, he doesn't need to work every day, otherwise he would be heartbroken for his wife.
"Captain Guo, we're starting work at nine tomorrow morning?" Shen Yanming hesitated as he spoke, because the bright daylight was really annoying.
Guo Tingshuo paused for a moment before saying, "I called you to ask for your opinion. Is it okay if we work in the evenings?"
"Sure, isn't that great? You don't have to be exposed to the sun."
"Aren't you worried about how you'll sleep at night?"
"It's alright, it'll only last a few days, it won't have any impact. Of course, this is just my opinion. If other colleagues have any objections, we can give them priority," Shen Yanming said.
Guo Tingshuo thought for a moment, "Okay, I'll call the rest of them and ask. If they don't call you back, then let's meet in the office after sunset tonight."
Shen Yanming nodded, "Okay!"
After hanging up the phone, Shen Yanming didn't call his wife. He entered the space from the storage area and strolled towards the mobile villa.
When Bi Qiaoan saw him come in, she asked, "Why didn't you call me to bring you in? Also, what's going on outside?"
Shen Yanming smiled, stepped forward and hugged his wife, saying, "Guo Tingshuo told me I have to go to work."
"when?"
"It's nighttime. I don't go every day; I just finish my work and come back to rest."
Bi Qiaoan nodded, "That's alright, with your efficiency, it shouldn't take more than a few days."
Shen Yanming was clearly not satisfied with this answer. He gave his wife a big kiss before saying, "If I go out to work, you won't have your husband to hug you at night."
Bi Qiaoan found it amusing and asked, "Then tell me, what should I do?"
What could Shen Yanming say? Go to his office? He wanted to, but it was just not realistic.
Not to mention that her colleagues all have pus-filled faces, just consider her two little babies at home, who might wake up at any time to drink milk or poop, so Qiao An can't stay out all night with her.
"How about I hug a doll and stick your picture on its face?" Bi Qiaoan suggested to Shen Yanming with a smile.
Shen Yanming's face instantly darkened, and he said very seriously, "No, not even a lifeless substitute. You can only hold me!"
Bi Qiaoan didn't want to argue with his childish temper, so she nodded and said, "Okay, okay, whatever you say. I'll try to wake up later and leave the rest of my sleep time with you."
After saying it, I realized what I'd said sounded odd. To put it simply, it's almost like offering to sleep with someone.
Whether Shen Yanming understood or not, he nodded with a smile: "Okay!"
Bi Qiaoan glared at him, thinking he was getting more and more childish. She wondered if, in two years, he'd be even worse than An'an and Nuannuan.
I glanced at the time; it was already 7:30.
In previous summers, the sun would be setting by this time, and almost every household would be having dinner.
But now, it's bright outside, and it's bright inside too.
Space doesn't distinguish between day and night, so I won't elaborate further.
But outside, sigh, who knows what kind of trouble the sun and planets are causing? The research institute hasn't said anything yet, and everyone's just letting things slide.
"It's getting late, let's start preparing dinner," Bi Qiaoan said.
Since they had nothing much to do while staying in the space, they ate very casually. They didn't eat on set times and only cooked when they were hungry.
So it was past seven o'clock, and the two of them still hadn't had dinner.
If I hadn't received the call, I might have delayed it even further.
"What would you like to eat?" Shen Yanming asked.
Bi Qiaoan's eyes darted around, "How about the barbecue?"
Shen Yanming nodded, "Okay!"
That's a good idea; we can prepare more ingredients. After we've eaten a batch, we can leave the grill open and grill another batch when we get back from work and are hungry again.
After discussing it, the two went to prepare the skewers. They had everything from common vegetables to uncommon meats, making it even more abundant than the barbecue stalls before the apocalypse.
Looking at the various seasonings she hadn't eaten in a long time, Bi Qiaoan's mouth watered. The aroma of cumin powder and chili powder roasting over a fire was so enticing, it was truly irresistible.
But Shen Yanming ruthlessly shattered her illusions.
"You can eat barbecue, but you can't have strong flavors."
To Bi Qiaoan's astonishment, Shen Yanming tightly hugged the spice jar to his chest and then placed it where she couldn't reach it.
Of course, this contact refers to using your hands.
"Do you have to be so heartless? Without the seasoning, this barbecue is soulless!" Bi Qiaoan said, tugging at Shen Yanming's sleeve with tears in her eyes.
Shen Yanming also wanted to give his wife the green light, but his two babies were still breastfeeding, and he really couldn't let her indulge them.
"Sweetie, just hang in there for a few more months, and we'll wean the two kids. Then you can eat whatever you want, okay?" Shen Yanming stroked Bi Qiaoan's long hair and coaxed her gently.
Although Bi Qiaoan was unwilling, those words ultimately pulled her back to reality from her fantasy.
But he still made a condition: "Then I want salt!"
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