Qian Xuan chuckled and took a deep sip of his tea.
When he set down the cup, Liu Zhizhong straightened his back and with a serious and earnest expression, said, "Professor Qian is about to start his lecture, get your little stool ready and prepare to listen!"
With such clever humor, the atmosphere was very relaxed.
Qian Xuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "You're really damn funny. Actually, I feel..."
He had only started speaking when his cellphone began to vibrate and the screen lit up.
He picked it up to look and frowned, firing up his electric wheelchair and making his way outside to the open sky on its track-like wheels.
Liu Zhizhong felt a surge of frustration and shook his head to himself.
Damn, just when we got to the critical part, a freaking call comes in!
Soon, Qian Xuan was taking the call, standing in an open space ten to twenty meters away. His electric wheelchair was impressively fast, brimming with technology and brute force.
