Chapter 142
Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space
Translator: 549690339
Qin Lang caught up with Chu Molin and walked back to the office side by side with him.
Qin Lang was new, so he was assigned to share an office with Chu Molin.
âMolin, itâs been a while, have you been at the research institute all along?â As soon as he returned to the office, Qin Lang couldnât help asking Chu Molin.
âWhy did you transfer to S Province?â Chu Molin didnât answer Qin Langs question right away.
âl just didnât want to stay in the Imperial Capital anymore, so I came to experience the local life here.â Qin Lang said nonchalantly.
âSpeak normally.â Did Chu Molin believe him? Not likely.
âIn normal terms, my father drove me nuts with his insistence on arranging a marriage for me, so I requested a transfer.â Knowing Chu Molinâs temper, Qin Lang didnât dare to joke any further.
âYour father could get you to request a transfer?â Chu Molin looked at him dubiously.
âHeh, of course not. I did it without telling him. Only my parents knew after the paperwork had come through. He canât interfere anyway, heâs not my boss.
By the time my father found out, I had already left with the papers in my hand.â Qin Lang was not stupid enough to let others decide everything for him.
âYou didnât have to come to the research institute, though. As youâve seen, conditions here are pretty tough.â Now that Qin Lang had come all the way to S Province, he could understand why Li Zhao had served and then retired here,
He could also understand that Xiao Qi, his partner, had set up shop here. But what was Qin Langs story?
âMolin, donât get me wrong, I didnât know you were here beforehand, so I didnât come here for you.
In fact, it was after my transfer here that 1 learned that Chu Molin was also here. I thought it was a coincidence of names and surnames. Once we finally met, I was surprised it was you. We havenât seen each other in so many years. Donât you think itâs fate that we meet here?â Qin Lang said with a smirk.
âFate, my foot. Just do your job well now that youâre here, and donât let others know about my whereabouts. Got it?â Chu Molin couldnât care less about whether it was fate or not â he just wanted to avoid trouble.
âMolin, you havenât been home for so many years, did something happen?â Qin Lang and Chu Molin had gotten to know each other later, they hadnât known each other before.
âNothing happened. I just didnât feel like going back, so I didnât.â Chu Molin replied coldly to his college friend and classmate.
âHmph, youâre still the same, nothing has changed.â Qin Lang looked at Chu Niolin and couldnât comprehend.
âChange? Go work now, we can talk later.â Chu Molin didnât want to squabble over meaningless topics.
âAlright, alright, youâre the boss. You call the shots.â Seeing that Chu Molin was getting a bit impatient, Qin Lang didnât continue the chat. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future anyway.
âMolin, honestly speaking, can you really achieve the goals in this plan? Arenât you afraid they canât handle it physically?â Qin Lang wasnât doubting Chu Molinâs capabilities, otherwise he wouldnât have just asked this one question in the meeting room earlier on.
âNo, I want the elites among the elites. If they canât achieve what I assign to them, there will be others who can. Those who canât will be eliminated, those who can will replace them.
I want a survival of the fittest kind of situation. Only in this way will they realize there is always someone better. If they stop progressing, they will be surpassed. At that point, they canât blame anyone but themselves. I am being responsible for their lives, understand?
Otherwise, if they encounter a situation like this one, there can be only one outcome â death. Which is something no one wants to see.
So, Iâd rather they dislike me now than lose their lives later.â Chu Molin thought of how vital their work was, the enemies definitely wouldnât show mercy.
After listening to him, Qin Lang nodded quietly: âl see, Iâll cooperate with your plan..â