On Sunday morning, Xu Tui went to Research Institute No. 14 early in the morning. He also brought An Xiaoxue's breakfast, lunch, and fruits for dinner. He felt that Miss An was easy to support.
A few vegetables or fruits would be a meal. She did not change her clothes much. Her favorite clothes were denim pants. The thing that consumed the most energy was the big blue mask. She had to use several of them a day. Fortunately, it was not expensive.
At 10:58 a.m., Xu Tui appeared at the parking area on time.
At 10:59, a silver-gray, streamlined repulsive force flying car came to an abrupt stop. It threw a large amount of air onto Xu Tui's face.
"Brother Xu, get in the car."
Zhuang Ziqiang stuck his head out of the repulsive force flying car.
"Old Zhuang, you even have a luxury repulsion flying car. Not bad. You're amazing. You're a rich man." Xu Tui praised as he jumped into the car.