So Rong Qiu doesn't mind being a smooth human relationship.

But Fang Xunzhou was obviously not so calm. He looked at the fifty or so pages of essays in front of him, and even though his eyes were extremely eager, he did not immediately pick it up.

"This is not suitable. I just came to discuss with a question. How can I directly take other people's core data."

"When this mecha runs in major military regions, it will be researched sooner or later." Rong Qiu poured a cup of hot water for Fang Xunzhou himself, "Besides, I can trust Professor Ren's words."

"Professor Ren... Do you know Ren Yuqing?"

Rong Qiu nodded: "Professor Ren is my main teacher at University A."

"But I remember Professor Yuqing's mecha practice, but didn't you learn mecha design..."

Fang Xunzhou was completely confused.

Rong Qiu smiled with a smile on his lips. He pushed the Lunzuo book in his hand forward and changed the subject calmly: "Actually, I also have a lot of questions that I want to ask Teacher Fang."

The two chatted happily.

Although Rong Qiu is young, many of the output ideas are very novel and are indeed feasible; the same questions raised by Rong Qiu are also worth thinking about, but Fang Xunzhou frowned slightly when he heard the back: "If the mecha is designed like this, then the firepower Not being reduced to a minimum."

"Well. It's not a minimum, it's a complete cancellation."

"Cancel it completely? How can the firepower of the military mecha be completely canceled?"

"Ah... it's not a military mecha, it's a civilian mecha."

Hearing that Rong Qiu's next mecha is not a military mecha, but a civilian mecha, Fang Xunzhou was surprised for a few seconds, and soon understood.

Young people like to delve into different things, which is nice and aggressive.

Fang Xunzhou's impression of Rong Qiu was even better.

"Fortunately, your rumors on the Internet were clarified, otherwise you would have to endure a lot of nonsense."

Fang Xunzhou noticed that there was such a mecha designer because Rong Qiu was on the headlines of StarNet.

Hearing this, Rong Qiu shrank his hand into a fist and gently pressed it against the tip of his nose.

Not explained clearly.

Because he just changed the subject.

He couldn't imagine that an omega who had only seen one side of him had such great malice towards him, and even bought a number of trending searches on the star network just to ruin his reputation.

Speaking of which, this matter is also related to Qin Muye, because of Qin Muye, fortunately, Qin Muye also solved it smoothly.

But Rong Qiu was still depressed.

He was even depressed until he sent Fang Xunzhou away.

Looking at the clean snow outside the Mecha Research Institute, Rong Qiu noticed something. Rong Qiu looked at the clean, not even wet ground, and suddenly a tall figure of an alpha jumped out of his heart.

He asked a nearby cleaner: "Did anyone come here to clean up the snow outside the institute after the snowstorm?"

"On the first day the snow stopped, a forklift came over."

"OK, thanks."

After talking with Fang Xunzhou for a long time just now, Rong Qiu's mind seems a little dizzy now.

Rong Qiu went to the convenience store next door along the road, planning to buy a cup of instant coffee.

With the warm cup in hand, Rong Qiu continued to look down and think about his mecha design draft. After the design draft came out, he had to repeatedly calculate the data and then conduct experiments. There was no reimbursement from the research institute. Those military mechas are about to be sold first in the 13th Military Region.

Before long, his increasingly empty accounts will be wiped out.

Rong Qiu was very satisfied.

He put the coffee he had just received to his lips, and was interrupted by someone before he could open his mouth to drink it.

Rong Qiu turned around and saw that it was President Qian of the Mecha Research Institute.

Long time no see, Dean Qian has seen more vicissitudes than before. His originally gray hair was completely gray, and his chubby body like a tumbler was like a deflated balloon, slightly shriveled.

"Dean Qian?"

"You don't have to call me Dean Qian anymore." Dean Qian smiled bitterly.

He is no longer the dean of the Mecha Research Institute, because the sin he covered up was always discovered by the research institute. As early as Rong Qiu and a certain alpha in the Mecha Research Institute won the lawsuit, he was forced to leave the institute. Although he can still conduct research in the research institute in the future, he no longer has such a big right to speak.

These Rong Qiu do not know.

After leaving the Mecha Research Hospital, Rong Qiu seemed to have taken off a major burden.

But Dean Qian said that he is no longer the dean, but it doesn't really matter. The important thing is, what is this person doing to himself today?

Dean Qian came to persuade Rong Qiu to go back.

Rong Qiu thought he heard it wrong, he put down the coffee cup in his hand: "I'm going back? Where to go? Is that the Mecha Research Institute that doesn't welcome me?"

Rong Qiu didn't want to go back.

There are bed bugs everywhere, there is no one in the Mecha Research Institute, there will be a second and a third. He just wanted to ask one question now, why did Dean Qian prefer to protect the alpha designer who didn't have much achievements, and didn't value him.

It's not that he doesn't know how to humble himself. In terms of mecha design achievements, he is not lost to the alpha designer.

He just lost to time.

If you give him five to ten more years, his research results are far from the only ones.

Now Rong Qiu is staring at Dean Qian, and Dean Qian's face is flushed. What should he say? He said that he was bribed by this alpha many years ago, so he was dragged to the Mecha Research Institute. For so many years?

Knowing that Rong Qiu hated this kind of person the most, Dean Qian finally lowered his head in silence and guilt.

Rong Qiu didn't care either.

If you don't want to say it, don't say it. He doesn't know a lot of things, and it's not bad.

It's just that after going back, Rong Qiu still has anger hidden in his heart.

Annoying, really annoying.

With something on his mind, while Zhao Nanchen came to take care of Rong Qin tonight, Rong Qiu simply packed up the Mecha Research Institute and drove directly to the bar for a drink.