Shang Yu closed the document, leaned back, and crossed his legs. "That laboratory was established by your sister-in-law. Do you think it won't work?"
"It works, I never said it didn't." Shang Lu shrank his neck. "But it hasn't seen much progress for so long. They often take samples from me, and it makes me feel terrible."
The man gave him a deep look, "If you don't want to continue cooperating in the research, you could return the Sirbey your sister-in-law gave you, then you can..."
"I want to, I really do." Shang Lu tidied his sleeves, nodding solemnly, "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely cooperate actively."
Shang Yu's deep eyes showed a trace of helplessness, "Anything else?"
Shang Lu took a step back, turned around, and scurried away.
A few red rashes on the body were no big deal, but there was no way he would give up the Sirbey.
Shang Lu had just left when soon the study door was knocked on again, and Bai Yan came in uninvited.
