Meng Fu raised his head and looked at the speaker.
After listening to Meng Fu's inquiry, Luther tilted his head and explained to Meng Fu, "There has been a major research by the Hong Kong Association and the laboratory recently, and the higher ups attach great importance to this."
Meng Fu nodded, remembering that what Fengzhi and the others were studying was most likely these.
"Miss Meng, let's take a rest in the lounge next door." Seeing that they were still in the meeting, Luther turned around and took Meng Fu to the lounge next door.
Meng Fu followed Luther to the lounge next door, "Okay."
The lounge was also in Chinese style. Instead of pouring coffee for Meng Fu, Luther had someone make a pot of tea and bring it to Meng Fu.
While they were making tea, Meng Fu watched from the lounge.
There is also a landscape painting hanging in the middle of the lounge.
When Luther came over with tea, he saw Meng Fu standing in front of the painting, staring at the painting without making a sound. .
Seeing Meng Fu staring at the painting without moving, Luther couldn't help but ask, "Miss Meng?"
"Where did this painting come from?" Meng Fu hummed, turned around, casually took the tea that Luther handed her, and asked casually.
"I don't know." Luther was also transferred to the castle in recent years. When the Federation was undergoing a major reshuffle, many old people in the castle had left, leaving only a few people. "When I came here, there was this painting. I heard it’s the Federation Lord’s favorite painting.”
Because it was a landscape painting, Luther couldn't understand it either.
I don't even notice it on weekdays.
Now after listening to Meng Fu's words, he took a closer look at the painting in the middle.
The painting was a splash-ink-shaped freehand painting. Luther couldn't understand it. He only saw a Painting Association logo in the lower left corner.
"This painting should have been sent by the Painting Association, right?" Luther said.
"Maybe." Meng Fu lowered his head, took a sip of tea, and stopped asking about the painting.
**
next door.
meeting room.
Su Hui was discussing the time lock with a group of people.
"Mr. Su, I think it's very troublesome. At first, only that person could open the time lock machine. After his death, no one can activate it." The speaker was a middle-aged man.
Hearing this, Su Hui lowered his eyebrows slightly, "What do Qi Xie and Tianwang say?"
"They are still researching it, but they still don't have a clue." Another person answered.
Su Hui tapped his fingers on the table. At the same time, someone came in from outside and whispered in his ear, "That Miss Meng is here."
When it comes to Miss Meng, many people have told Su Hui before.
Even Jing An mentioned a few words to Su Hui that he was very curious about the woman next to Su Cheng.
I have always wanted to see her, and now that I have the opportunity, I naturally want to meet her.
He nodded slightly. There was nothing he could do with the machine he got back in Jiangcheng, so he had to put it aside for now.
He raised his head, smiled at the people at the conference table and said, "That's it for today. We'll talk about the time lock next time."
The crowd dispersed.
Su Hui stood there and did not move. After everyone left, he raised his feet. Just as he was going to the lounge next door, someone came in hurriedly outside, "Sir, Miss Qiong is here!"
"Qiong?" Su Hui naturally valued Qiong.
After all, Qiong's qualifications are extraordinary, but now he is going to find Meng Fu, so he naturally puts Meng Fu first, "Let her wait in the study."
Su Hui waved his hand.
We need to go find Meng Fu.
As soon as he finished speaking, the guard took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Miss Qiong has an idea for the fragrance you and the president want."
Su Hui, who was going to the next door, paused when he heard this sentence. He turned his head and said, "Go find Qiong."
Although he was curious about Meng Fu and was shocked by Meng Fu's strength, right now, it was more important to see Qiong.