After Chen Ming left the boss.
Old Wu suddenly slapped his butt and came up, putting his hand on Chen Ming's shoulder and said, "Didn't expect you, Xiao Mu, to be quite handsome."
Chen Ming adjusted the helmet he had just put back on and said, "That's not how you flatter someone."
"Haha."
Old Wu laughed twice and walked beside Chen Ming.
Chen Ming looked at him strangely and asked, "You're not going to continue slacking off?"
"You can slack off anytime, skip work anytime, but this meeting with Lao Lu without the helmet only happens once. I want to see his reaction."
"But I have to go back to the maintenance factory to store the stuff first."
Chen Ming pointed at the transport robot next to him, and the four metal coffins on it.
Old Wu said indifferently, "It's fine. I usually have plenty of free time."
"Alright, suit yourself."
Chen Ming first returned to the maintenance factory to place the coffins on Iron Ore No., then headed to the Space Station Administration.
