Shocking! The young educated youth had just arrived and was already clashing with spies.

Chapter 636 Her life is really too difficult

"Pfft!"

The moment Jia Zhenyan's tears fell, all of Chu Xin's efforts were in vain, and she burst into laughter.

"Why are you crying, you big man? This is really not my fault, it's your own fault for being too... well, you know."

Chu Xin pursed her lips tightly as if to save herself from laughing too much, lest someone get angry and cry even more sadly.

She has it so hard.

Hearing Chu Xin still talking about him, Jia Zhenyan felt helpless and aggrieved. He glared at her with a death stare and said, "You're so disloyal! Are you even a friend anymore?!"

Chu Xin tried to keep a serious face and nodded with an air of authority, "Yes, we're friends, so you can understand why I'm laughing, right? I just couldn't help it."

It was bad enough that such a big man looked like a victim, but the problem was that he even had tears in his eyes and looked like he had been bullied terribly. Chu Xin was sure that she was mentally healthy and had no bad habits, but at this moment she had more or less the urge to "ruthlessly destroy the flower".

Of course, her so-called "flower destruction" only refers to the extent of making people cry; one should not think of it in an unhealthy way.

Jia Zhenyan raised his hand and wiped his face haphazardly, looking somewhat embarrassed but still stubbornly demanding an explanation, "Then how will you apologize to me?"

"What's wrong with your thinking? Do I have to apologize to you for complaining? Don't think you're destined to be pampered. That's something only princes and princesses can dream of. You're not cut out for that!"

Chu Xin was speechless; when she started insulting people, she left no room for compromise.

Jia Zhenyan gritted her teeth, feeling very sad. Does a good friendship always have to end in a tug-of-war of hurting each other?

Whose best friend comforts someone with sharp, sarcastic remarks that include both insults and criticism?

Looking at Chu Xin, who was smug and saying, "You need to know what's good for you, I'm only saying this for your own good," Jia Zhenyan told herself with a heavy heart, "Yes, she is my friend."

Chu Xin wasn't really going to be a devil. Seeing that the person's mood wasn't so low anymore, she then said:

"Don't worry about those three people. I should be able to take care of it for you."

Don't waste your time tinkering in the lab. Leave all those unpleasant people and things behind, eat your meal, go back and rest, and wait for the arsenal to give you justice. From now on, there will only be times when you don't want to go, not times when you're forced to.

Jia Zhenyan looked at her with a strange gaze, as if to say, "Are you still sober?"

"Are you going to talk to Elder Ge about this? I don't think it's necessary. Even if he's the leader of the Special Branch, he can't control the arsenal. Besides, this kind of thing isn't a big deal. Even if he gets involved, he'll just shut them up for a few days. Why waste resources?"

Chu Xin rolled her eyes at him. "Do you think I'm that kind of person who has nothing better to do than to kill an enemy outright and keep them around to cause trouble later? I'm too lazy to play house with you weaklings."

Jia Zhenyan opened his mouth but didn't know how to refute it, so he could only helplessly admit that he was indeed a noob.

Chu Xin ignored his expression and continued, "You said that the new weapons produced by the arsenal are somewhat similar to some of the things I mentioned. Haven't you ever wondered who designed those things?"

Jia Zhenyan thought for a moment and then told the gist of what he had heard, “I heard that it was donated to the country by some patriot. That person is very mysterious. He only submits the blueprints and is not responsible for the subsequent improvement and experimental work. Even the old experts who review and verify the drawings are not allowed to discuss them with him.”

Someone who dedicates themselves quietly without seeking fame or fortune must at least be a patriotic expert with gray hair or a face etched with the marks of time, right?

Chu Xin was not the "white-haired or weathered woman" he had imagined: ...

For a moment, she didn't know whether she should tell this simple-minded idiot that the blueprints must have been hers.

That's right.

Upon hearing Jia Zhenyan's description, Chu Xin immediately recalled how, back in Heilongjiang Province, to thank Zhou Yichen for sending people to take care of her parents, she had given him a thick set of gun design blueprints that were obsolete in the post-apocalyptic world.

Speaking of which, Zhou Yichen said he would apply for a bonus for her, but it would only be available after the blueprints were verified and approved and it was confirmed that production could proceed. Now that production is in full swing, shouldn't she have some income again?

It's been a long time since I've seen gold coins pop up! Even though Chu Xin didn't value money much except for resources because she had experienced the apocalypse, she was still quite looking forward to it.