In the office.
Bai Mo sat behind the desk, finished the last document for the day, solved the last problem, submitted the solution, and after closing the expert database, the computer desktop was empty and clean again.
Looked at the time, 8:10 in the morning.
The apprentice, Little Snowflake, leaned close to the computer screen of Fang Xiaoyu, eyes wide open, seemed puzzled, a bit questioning her existence, unsure of what she saw.
Fang Xiaoyu was looking at the screen, but she was quite happy, typing away merrily.
On the other side, Wu Qingyun was as usual, wrestling with coursework from the experimental class!
Bai Mo picked up a cup of hot tea, gently blew on it, took a sip, savoring the lingering fragrance, leaned back in the office chair, swung his shoulders, and adopted a comfortable posture.
"Golden Pocket Pig Cage, this thing, if you want to plant it, the conventional methods won't work.
