Tang Shu didn’t stand on ceremony with him after confirming the other person’s identity. After receiving the buns in a plastic bag, she nodded and thanked him.
It wasn’t until they were a good distance away from Yuh Ji Bun Shop that Chen Xin, who was being dragged along, finally reacted, looking at Tang Shu with increasing astonishment.
"Wow, Xiao Tang Shu, you really are something!"
"Are you sure this is your first time at Yuh Ji Bun Shop? Come on, tell me, how did you manage it?!"
"It’s my first time. A friend of mine is good friends with the owner, so I let him know in advance while we were in line."
Hearing Tang Shu’s explanation, Chen Xin recalled the details while they were queuing and had a sudden realization.
"No wonder you were busy sending messages on your phone, it was about the buns!"
And indeed, she said we would get to eat the buns, and we really did!
"Xiao Tang Shu, you’re impressive, and so are your connections! Director Zhang’s worries were completely unnecessary."
"Worry? What’s Director Zhang worried about?"
"You don’t talk much besides discussing scripts, and Director Zhang always thought you were somewhat aloof. He wanted us to spend more time with you. From what I see, his concerns were totally unnecessary!"
Chen Xin cheerfully took the buns from Tang Shu’s hands, selling Director Zhang out completely without hesitation.
Tang Shu, however, took the words to heart.
She was somewhat aloof?
So this was how people saw her?
Imperial Capital Medical University.
The approximately ten-story medical research facility is located on the easternmost side of the campus, which boasts a history of a hundred years, right next to the Medicinal Garden that covers an area of about three acres.
On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, Medical University was not yet in session, and the campus was exceptionally quiet.
The snow on the ground had been cleaned up thoroughly by the maintenance staff and was slowly melting under the warm sunshine.
The sound of footsteps approached from afar. Soon, a group of young men and women, wrapped in down coats, walked into the tall building, each taking out a card and placing it on the reader.
With a "ding," the passage opened instantly.
Subsequently, they each entered the research lab.
"Senior Brother Du, are the experimental data on the Snow Soul Grass Leaves from yesterday out yet?"
"Yes, I’ve already calculated them. I’ll enter them into the computer to compile them and send them to the group in a bit."
"That works. My research on the petal components is also at a stopping point. We’ll summarize the findings and send them to Professor Yu together."
"Cheng Yuan, how’s your research going?"
"Hmm—not too good. The processing of Snow Soul Grass is very particular; just the preparation took up most of my time, not to mention studying its medicinal properties."
"This thing really is a hassle, no wonder Medical College brought in three experts. The four of us assistants definitely couldn’t finish the task on our own."
"Speaking of which, has the fifth assistant arrived yet?"
"Who knows? The project started on the fifth day of the lunar new year, and it’s been seven days without a sign of them. I wonder how big of a deal this person is."
"Say... do you think this last assistant is even a student at our university? Got any insider info?"
"Pfft, that I can’t find out."
Seeing that the discussion between the two was veering off course, Du An and Meng Yunyun, who had been talking about the progress of the experiment, exchanged glances and both discerned a sense of helplessness in each other’s eyes.
The four chatted all the way to the elevator, and when everyone pressed the button for the tenth floor, Du An was the last to press for the eighth floor.