Naturally, Chi Wan doesn't have to remind you of this.
Didn't he come here to pick them up to the Institute?
The people sent by the Institute nodded and didn't talk nonsense. They were too lazy to be polite. They took people out of the airport and led them to the car. Then they bowed their heads quietly, as if they were dealing with something. They looked serious. It seemed that they should be entangled in a more difficult project. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so worried.
Chi Wan made a judgment in her heart and was silent with Song Ci. For a moment, she didn't know what to start the topic.
I'm also afraid that others will be unhappy because of my irrationality.
When you are new to a place, you should always be careful and polite.
Until the car stopped slowly, Chi Wan finally summoned up her courage and raised her still clean and sweet smile. Her voice was soft: "I don't know what to call your predecessors? In the future, we will take care of you in the Research Institute."
Seeing this, Song Ci nodded. The young man who always had eyes higher than the top was also a little restrained at the moment.
He is a genius.
But everyone who can enter the Institute is a genius, so we should be prepared and have a good relationship with others. In this way, with the care of our predecessors, it is different after all.
The young man's voice was also a little cautious: "senior must be very powerful. In the future, if we encounter problems, can we come to ask you?"
The one who came to receive the newcomers: "
"To tell you the truth, I can't take care of you either." some embarrassment appeared on his face. The people of the Institute finally put down their things. Finally, they began to speak slowly.
"Ah?" Chi Wan and Song Ci were stunned.
They looked at each other and subconsciously felt that this man must be modest.
However, the man's next sentence confirmed that it was all the truth, without a trace of humility and moisture: "I'm just a primary school apprentice who helped the teacher, and I can't help you."
Chi Wan and Song Ci: "...?"
Their eyes were a little surprised again. They looked at each other and understood each other's meaning: you are a primary school apprentice. Why do you wear so formal and serious, and still look at your mobile phone all the time?
Who wouldn't think you were a big man?
Perhaps Song Ci and Chi Wan's eyes were too direct, and the man quickly responded. He couldn't help but add embarrassedly: "my clothes are uniformly distributed by the Research Institute. The teachers said that we are a regular research institute. Even if we are apprentices, we are also one of them. We must have a sense of ceremony, so as not to look too impressive."
The standard configuration of the Institute is a white coat and protective glasses to prevent some gas from gushing or some liquid from splashing and damaging their eyes.
The white coat is customized by the Institute, and there is a logo representing the Institute on the left chest. It is simple and atmospheric. You can choose your own frame for your glasses, and then match it.
It's so simple and rough.
Chi Wan and Song Ci: "
They couldn't help falling into silence again. They didn't expect this. Instead, it was the man who finally had a slow reaction: "did you think it would be those people at the level of professors and teachers who came to pick you up?"