The long-faced man who came in was Mr. Peigo, the current head of technology and Paul's immediate boss, an obscene man with eyes the size of a mung bean and a heart smaller than his.

Peige has been engaged in the research of virus models, but no substantial progress has been made, for Paul, who has just joined the company but quickly produced results, he is like swallowing a fly, full of desire to vomit, but worried about losing the nutrition of the fly.

Seeing Peigo's expression, Paul knew that his inexplicable anger must have been just repaired by his boss, so he stood up with a smile and waited for the ball to deflat.

"You stinky boy, the data you quote doesn't even indicate the source. This is a taboo in scientific research, where is the mind?" Pego slammed the document onto the table in front of Paul.

Paul silently picked up the paper, looked through it, found a line on the last page, picked up a pencil to make a mark, and gently pushed the document towards Pego.

"The conclusion is not clear at all, I read it three times and I don't understand it. This report has to be overhauled, revised according to my thinking, or I won't let it pass!" Peigo didn't even look at it, and pushed the document back, his long face twisted in anger.

"OK, Mr. Peigo. I made the changes exactly according to your comments and I will pass it on to you as soon as possible. Paul understood that Pego was a "small-eyed, big-mouthed" fellow, who had always been stubborn and self-serving, so why should he be like a villain.

"Don't be slippery, boy!" said Peigo, "I have eaten more rice than you have walked, and I have lost more people than you have ever seen!"

Pego knocked the table, glared at him, and left. His eyes were as cold as ice, and he was meaningful.

It wasn't until the door was closed that Paul let out a long breath, wiped his forehead, and took a sip of water from his glass.

Looking into the distance, the distant mountains are like shadows, hazy and ethereal, the vast place is the sea, and the breeze sends the salty smell of the sea, which is disgusting.

Paul remembered what his mentor ----- Joseph Jane said: In the millions of years of human evolution, viruses have been accompanied by life, which has not only brought devastating disasters to human beings, but also enabled human beings to improve their immunity level and promote the development of society by constantly defeating and using viruses. Only through the study of the mechanism of the virus and the understanding of the principles of its generation, reproduction and alienation can human beings achieve the goal of mastering and transforming the virus, creating new medical means and utilization methods, and benefiting all mankind. Just like the research of nuclear technology, which can be used for peace and development, can solve the problem of human energy shortage and maintain the global ecology, if it is mastered by evil forces with ulterior motives, it will drag all mankind into hell.

In the lower right corner of the computer screen, the colorful avatar of the WhatsApp chat app is flashing. Paul hurriedly sat down, moved the mouse, and clicked on the avatar.

It's Jenny's smiling face, and the pictures she's sending—all of them are pictures of Hawaiian landscapes.

Under the blue sky, there is a vast blue sea, a few motorboats towing wakeboards, cutting through the water surface of the bay, rushing into the churning waves, dragging a long snow-white splash; on the golden and clean Wilkie Beach, girls in bikinis lie on the hot sand and bask in the sun; under the sunset, people in short clothes and barefoot walk leisurely among the coconut trees in the banana forest......

Paul typed quickly on the keyboard, "Hello, what a beautiful picture you posted, how exciting it would be if we were strolling on the beach in Hawaii right now!" and then he touched the enter key with his thumb, as if his nerves were burning and his whole body was burning.

The other party showed that he was leaving temporarily, and there was only one automatic reply message, "In the research report, please wait." ”

Paul looked at the screen in disappointment, his head resting on the back of his chair, his hands crossed behind his head, lost in thought.

Paul and Jenny have been chatting online for about two months, and they are old friends, and she rarely talks about her work, but now I know that she is also a research and development person, but occasionally engaged in negotiation practice, perhaps because of the small size of the company or something else.

At this time, Jenny's avatar suddenly lit up, and she was online!