Su Ziqing rambled enthusiastically and without a single pause about volatile chemical reactions, unstable data points, failed computer simulations, and the overwhelming, soul-crushing frustration caused by their repeated experimental failures.
The poor, unfortunate souls trapped inside the claustrophobic confines of her car could only nod along helplessly, wearing stiff, strained smiles while occasionally pretending to actually understand the complex, rapid-fire scientific jargon pouring endlessly from her mouth. The only absolute reason Su Ziqing finally stopped talking was that they had already safely arrived, manoeuvred through the lot, and parked at the restaurant.
The moment the entire group finally converged and entered the grand, brightly lit foyer of the establishment, a neatly dressed and highly professional waiter quickly approached them, wearing a welcoming smile to greet the large party.
