After traveling through time, I, as a mechanical genius, am dedicated to improving myself.

"There really aren't any left. There are only a few spare parts."

"I gave it to my brother, and I have nothing left for myself."

Zeng Sanhu looked at Zeng Nantian and said, "135 is for me and 246 is for you. Let this machine rest on Sunday."

It's... quite humane. By this calculation, this robotic arm can rest for four days a month.

Zeng Nantian did not respond.

Zeng Sanhu didn't want to compromise this time. Zeng Nantian ignored him, so he looked at Zeng Li.

"Dad, this is suitable for my brother. It can be used as a weapon in dangerous situations. If it's in your hands, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist taking it apart for research."

"I'll get you a model gun in a few days, okay? The latest model."

Zeng Sanhu also picked up some food for Zeng Li.

Zeng Li let out a breath and picked up some food for Shuyi.

"Mom, you've worked hard, with three children at home."

Zeng Li didn't have to wait for a few days. She got all the parts and made it for Zeng Sanhu that night.

Zeng Sanhu woke up in the morning and saw the pistol on the table, so he happily took it to work.

He didn't come back until lunchtime.

It was only when the phone at home rang that I found out that Zeng Sanhu was showing off his gun everywhere, and finally found out that it was a real gun loaded with bullets.

The unit asked him to hand it over, but he refused and stayed in Gu Huan's office, so he asked Zeng Li to go there.

Zeng Li ate her meal leisurely, returned to her room, picked up the notebook she had given Ji Chen last time, and then slipped away.

When you arrive at the door, you can enter by submitting your military officer ID.

The pears in Gu Huan's office were ripe, so he just slid over without anyone leading the way.

Zeng Sanhu lay on the sofa, protecting his gun.

Gu Huan was handling official business at his desk.

Zeng Li knocked on the door.

Zeng Sanhu stood up immediately, as if he had found his organization: "Lili, they are trying to steal my pistol."

Zeng Li pulled Zeng Sanhu over and whispered, "Watch me, I'll get you a mechanical arm that can also be used as a gun."

Zeng Sanhu handed the gun to Zeng Li and said, "Good luck!"

Gu Huan put down his pen when Zeng Li came in.

"Director Gu."

Gu Huan also said formally: "Lieutenant Zeng."

Zeng Li thought it sounded very nice. It was the first time someone called her that.

He called again: "Director Gu?"

Gu Huan was sure that he had called the right name.

Lieutenant Zeng

"Director Gu."

Gu Huan was no longer confident: "Lieutenant Zeng?"

Zeng Sanhu didn't know what the two were up to, so he tugged at Zeng Li's sleeve and said, "Zeng Li."

Okay, there will be opportunities in the future anyway.

"Director Gu, this is the latest model. It's not just a simple drawing, the actual product is already available."

Gu Huan understood. He hadn't eaten yet and didn't want to bother with Zeng Li. "I've checked and there's nothing wrong with it. I can apply to pay you the same price as last time."

"No, no, no, I don't want money this time. I want some parts."

"Take a look at this book. The military district ordered twenty drones from me some time ago and gave me two-thirds of the parts. How much do you plan to give me?"

Gu Huan covered his eyes helplessly: "One third or two thirds?"

Zeng Li wasn't embarrassed by being exposed: "You two keep in touch with each other, right?"

"One third, I remembered it wrong."

Gu Huan began to clear the things on the table: "We can also give one third."

Seeing Gu Huan so happy, Zeng Li handed over the pistol: "I can also give you the blueprints."

Gu Huan took it and said, "You are much better than your father."

"We're not on the same level."

What was rare was that... Zeng Sanhu didn't object, didn't say a word, and nodded with a smile.

When I think of a robotic arm, I can say whatever I want, and it’s not bad.

Zeng Sanhu touched his stomach and said, "I'm hungry. Are you guys done talking? Let's go eat. We're still good friends."