Although Duan Hengye looked mature and rational, he also had a very childish side to him.For example, Duan Hengye was like a child who promised his parents that he wouldn't watch TV anymore, but when the parents left, he picked up the remote control again. As soon as the office door closed, he switched the image on the screen back to the document and continued with his work.
Although Duan Hengye's work schedule had been very chaotic recently, when it was time, the robots in the office still followed the previously set program and sent his breakfast through a special robot channel. Duan Hengye's work desk was very large. Other than a lit up screen, there was nothing else on it.
The position where the breakfast was placed was a little far from Duan Hengye and the screen. Therefore, Duan Hengye, who was once again immersed in his research, didn't notice that the robots had helped him put breakfast on the table again.
Time always flew by when one was working seriously. After an unknown amount of time, Duan Hangye, who had completed a portion of his work, finally moved his gaze away from the screen. Because he had been looking at the screen for a long time, Duan Hengye's shoulders and arms were very sore at this time. He sat up straight and subconsciously reached out his hand to hit his shoulder hard.
It was also at this time that Duan Hengye finally saw the breakfast on the table. The food in the research institute was uniformly matched by nutritionists. Not only did it taste good, but the color and color were also very pleasing to the eye. Therefore, after seeing the few white porcelain plates on the table, Duan Hengye realized that he was a little hungry.
Seeing this, Duan Hengye stood up from his seat and stretched. Because the desk was very large, it was difficult for Duan Hengye to reach the breakfast in front of him from where he was sitting. Therefore, after getting up, Duan Hengye circled around the desk, then walked over to pick up the milk and bread that had been cold for who knew how long.
Although the research institute didn't advocate extravagance and waste, of course, breakfast wasn't just these two simple things. Duan Hengye chose to pick them up because these two things weren't affected by the cold and heat, and also because they saved more time.
Therefore, after standing up and eating the bread, Duan Hengye once again sat down at the desk. At this time, the robot poured him another cup of coffee. The entire room was once again enveloped in the mellow aroma.
Up until now, even Duan Hengye himself didn't remember how long he had been working continuously. After sitting down again, looking at the data, Duan Hengye couldn't help but feel sleepy. He yawned, then gently rested his chin gently on his palm, and began to slowly look back at his work record.
Although Duan Hengye's office was connected to his office, recently, it wasn't the first time he's's't's's. After eating, Duan Hengye's mind couldn't help but feel drowsy.
Just when Duan Hengye's eyelids couldn't help but feel sleepy and wanted to just lie here for a while, a notification popped up on his optical computer again — Someone is requesting to enter the office.
Every time he received this notification, Duan Hengye would first click on it to see who it was. However, because he was too sleepy right now, after seeing this notification, Duan Hengye didn't click on it for the first time. Instead, he gently pressed the button to open the door.
Other than Su Mingge, there was probably no one else who would come looking for him at this time.
Duan Hengye, who almost fell asleep, was half a beat slower. After pressing the button to open the door, he gently closed his eyes to relieve the soreness caused by looking at the screen for a long time. Then, he moved his gaze to the door.
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