"etc……"
As soon as he uttered the word, Fan Xiaofan's eyes lit up, and she looked at him expectantly, as if pleased that he was so sensible.
Shi Lingheng snorted and then said, "Then there has to be a time limit, right?"
Fan Xiaofan scratched his chin and thought seriously for a moment: "Ten or eight years?"
She's only eighteen now. Even if she waits ten or eight years, she won't be thirty yet. It's not too late to get married...
Moreover, in the era before she traveled back in time, people's lifespans had generally increased, and it was quite normal for people to get married in their fifties or sixties. Therefore, Fan Xiaofan felt that what she said was not an exaggeration.
Shi Lingheng's expression froze: "Ten or eight years?"
He didn't hear wrong, did he...?
Fan Xiaofan blinked, nodded, and said, "If you think about it, I wasn't even thirty back then, so it wasn't too late..."
His tone was very sincere, and he even counted on his fingers to calculate for Shi Lingheng.
Shi Lingheng was completely dumbfounded when he heard about the ten or eight years. He couldn't wait to marry his little wife, but who knew that she would arrange for him to wait for ten or eight years...
There are 365 days in a year, and 3,650 days in ten years...
For the first time, he realized that being so good at arithmetic was really not a good thing.
"no……"
I refused decisively.
Fan Xiaofan puffed out her cheeks, looked at Shi Lingheng with a look that said, "Why are you being so unreasonable?" "Be good, ten or eight years will pass in the blink of an eye, it'll be over quickly..."
Shi Lingheng's lips twitched: "Two years at most..."
Fan Xiaofan frowned. Men, really, are so unreasonable. So how can we give in?
"Eleven years..."
Shi Lingheng looked at her with some surprise. "Is this how you haggle? Why is it going up and down?" He glanced at Fan Xiaofan, who, with a hint of smugness, put her hands on her hips and said, "Go on..."
Shi Lingheng tentatively asked, "Those three years?"
Fan Xiaofan snorted: "Twelve years..."
Alright, Shi Lingheng realized he was getting depressed. He figured if he tried to bargain any further, he wouldn't get the girl. He gritted his teeth and said, "I agree to what you initially said..."
It's only ten or eight years, right?
He endured it, he just kept going. What's a man compared to getting a wife...?
Fan Xiaofan smiled happily and tugged at his arm to chat about other things.
So when Shi Lingheng learned that Ruan Jiu was getting married and Fan Yunyan was about to have a child, how could he not be jealous?
Counting on my fingers, how many days are left until ten or eight years...
However, what offered him some solace was that it could be ten or eight years—it could be ten years, or it could be eight…
We can only try to find joy in hardship, what else can we do...?
Thinking that it was impossible to get married and have a wife early like Ruan Jiu, he decided to focus his energy on his work. The Fu family's affairs were still not stable. The news that came from Zhang Desheng during this period showed that the people who had their eyes on the Fu family had never disappeared.
Fan Xiaofan returned to the research institute. Regarding the mobile phone, although their research success was a cause for celebration, as Fan Xiaofan had analyzed, the signals they were currently using were very easy to eavesdrop on, and their information security was not very good.
The use of cordless phones and mobile phones is just the beginning; there is still a long and arduous road ahead.
However, Fan Xiaofan believes that all difficulties can be overcome...
The other researchers were overjoyed upon learning of the success of the mobile phone research, but thanks to Shi Moyun and Fan Xiaofan's analysis, they dared not be complacent and continued to dedicate themselves to the research.
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