"Really? You actually care about things like this?"
Cen Dongsheng initially found it amusing, but by the end of the sentence, he felt a chill.
"Of course, I'm just joking, really no sense of humor."
He could almost imagine Sister Zhi Zhen on the other end of the line puffing her cheeks.
"Don't you think a girl who isn't jealous of you is adorable?"
"Maybe, but some might find it a hassle. By the way, what you did just now wasn't a hassle, it was neurotic."
"Ah, you're so blunt when you talk!" Sister Zhi Zhen said, but she couldn't help but laugh herself.
After chatting idly for a while, the other party finally got to the point: she invited Cen Dongsheng to visit a molecular neuroscience laboratory.
"A laboratory? Is it under your name, Sister Zhi Zhen?"
"Yes. Although not in name, at the current stage, I don't want to stand out too much in the eyes of those with ulterior motives, but I have complete control over that place."
Cen Dongsheng wasn't surprised.