It's a new, newly completed building, and the re-listed Bioinformatics Laboratory has been renamed the Human Potential Development Laboratory, which is actually an "outsourced" scientific research unit under the umbrella of an intelligence organization. It's just that now we can't justifiably spend the national budget, so we must open some meditation, yoga and other spiritual growth and potential development courses for the general public. The new president is a rich and handsome, golden bachelor, and a god-level spiritual mentor, who claims to have millions of female fans.

Dressed in a new lab uniform, Iru was standing in front of the door of a luxurious office separated by glass, hesitating whether to knock on the door, in fact, the president who was so handsome that he was talking with a "big brick" had already seen him and beckoned him to push the door in, but Aru still didn't dare to rush in. In the end, it was the beautiful female secretary who was dressed in a famous brand, with ten steps of incense floating and painted with bright red Kodan, who couldn't stand it, and came over to help him push open the glass door, so as to relieve Airu's siege.

Airu entered the office, and before the president's phone call was finished, he made a gesture to sit down with great grace, and continued to say in a sexy and lazy voice,

"Okay baby, busy! I'll call you later. After saying that, he pressed the huge hang-up button.

"A student, the wife of a high-ranking official." The tone is flat, neither ostentatious nor derogatory, purely on the facts.

"Drink something? Coffee? Tea? The president of the male god sat on the sofa, stretched his waist, and patted his narrow-fitting pants again before lifting Erlang's legs.

"I want to drink plain water." The sofa Eru still sits only half of it.

"Plain water?" The president of the male god looked up and thought about it. "Oh!" Suddenly, I seemed to understand what Eru meant. Stand up and walk over to your desk and press the button on the intercom. "Jennifer, get a bottle of mineral water for Mr. Aru." The male god commanded.

After a while, the female secretary who was ten steps fragrant pushed open the polished glass door, held a green bottle of drink in her red hand Codan, bent her knees slightly, pouted her plump buttocks, and gently placed the "boiled water" on the dark brown glass table.

"Jennifer, thank you." Eru didn't speak, it was the male god who said it.

"It's okay!"

After Jennifer finished speaking, she turned her head and shook her head and put it out again, leaving a sweet fragrance in vain, and refused to disperse for a long time.

"Aru, I've wronged you in the past few years. We've found out about your affairs, and the organization has really wronged you. The male god's tone was sincere, greatly softening Aru's guard, his shoulders unconsciously relaxed, and his eyes even felt slightly moist.

"Thank you, President! If it weren't for your help, I'm afraid I'd still be writing confessions in prison until now. "Aru is from the bottom of my heart.

"Humph!" The male god said contemptuously, "In fact, the confession materials can be written a long time ago." ”

Aru didn't understand what the president meant, but he didn't dare to ask. Or the male god took the initiative to uncover the mystery.

"Vasilev is dead."

"When?" Aru asked softly.

"The year after he defected to the United States."

"How did it happen?"

The Male God President flicked his hair and looked at Eru with sharp eyes for a few seconds before he said briefly, "Burned to death." ”

Aru's whole body shook and his lips trembled a little, but he still managed to keep his composure.