Chapter Seventy-Eight

When Xue Fangshan carried Xiao Zongchen's thermal bag into the office jointly owned by her and two other colleagues, there were still people in the office, and people just raised their heads and saw her changing expression.

"Sanshan?" The colleague put down the document in his hand, "Didn't you say that you wouldn't go back to the office to eat?" ”

So I didn't agree to give her a meal by the way.

"I eat in the cafeteria every day, and in the winter, I rotate those dishes, I read it once, and I feel that I have no food I want to eat." As she spoke, she walked over to her colleague's desk and put down the insulated bag, "I don't know what you like to eat, thinking that you asked me to bring you food before, so I ordered some according to my taste." Bring your lunch box, and I'll pour it for you. ”

The colleague quickly stood up, took out his lunch box, and thanked him again and again, "Thank you so much, I'll bring it for you next time." ”

Seeing that Xue Fangshan was about to pour food into her lunch box, she hurriedly stopped, "It's good for me to come, it's good for me to come, how can I let you do anything." ”

After pouring the food, the female colleague picked up her lunch box, poured some hot water, washed the lunch box for her and handed it over.

It was also at this time that she saw the insulated bag, "Shanshan...... This is Xiao Gong's thermal bag, right? ”

This doesn't look like it's new, it shouldn't be Xue Fangshan's parents who bought it for her and sent it to her.

"Hmm." Thinking of Xiao Zongchen, Xue Fangshan responded a little sneeringly, and the person was a little wilted.

Xiao Zongchen is like this, which makes her feel that there is a mountain in front of her that cannot be climbed, and if the two want to become lovers, it may be more difficult than establishing a scientific expedition team in the North Pole.

"Xiao Gong gave you his thermal bag?" The female colleague looked at her in disbelief and couldn't help asking, "Then you and Xiao Gong?" ”

Is it the object of the conversation?

Xue Fangshan pursed her lips and muttered, "What do you want?" There is no such thing. ”

"Nothing like that?" The female colleague was a little skeptical, "You came later than me, probably don't know, Xiao Gong's insulated bag, in addition to himself and that little grandson, you are the first to use it." ”

Did the Iron Tree bloom? How many girls have come and gone in the base, I haven't seen which one he likes, and which one he has been special to.

"It was I who helped Xiao Sun bring food to Xiao Gong, and Xiao Gong saw that there was still a meal in the insulated bag, and it was estimated that the food would be cold after walking all the way, so I asked me to bring the food back in the insulated bag." Xue Fangshan didn't have such a big face, and she thought a lot along the way, afraid that Xiao Zongchen's criticism of Xiao Sun would come out, so she didn't tell the story too much.

The female colleague was stunned, and after a while, she smiled happily, "Today, I stained your light, and even shared a thermal insulation bag with our base Tieshu!" I'll have to talk to my family when I get back. ”

The female colleague is married, not on a scientific research project, but on a base.

Xue Fangshan smiled reluctantly and sat back in her seat.

"By the way, did you hear that?" The female colleague sat down in front of Xue Fangshan with a lunch box, her eyes brightened, "Chu Gong's daughter has come to our base." The leader of our base said to see if Brother Chu Gong could teach her first, and if not, he would find someone else to make up for her. ”

Xue Fangshan was rejected by Xiao Zongchen in such a stunned manner, and she refused so much that she had no room to turn around, she felt that she had lost face, and she was a little embarrassed, so she couldn't lift her energy, and replied, "I'm going to work." ”

The female colleague immediately turned away, "You're busy." ”

But all the people in the base, as long as they mention work, all idle things are put on the back burner.

This is all something that their researchers have agreed on.