"This..."
Nangong Ruiyang scratched his head like a monk who didn't understand what was going on, even though his hair was long enough to touch his shoulders.
Most people who are obsessed with research have only two hairstyles, bald or long hair touching their shoulders. The greasy hair, which might be washed only once a month, vaguely emitted a rancid smell.
"Take a look at those things first, pick out the most feasible ones, rank them, write a review, and then give it to me. Be quick. I want to see the best three within an hour."
Chen Fei pointed to the thick stack of printed papers in Nangong Ruiyang's hands.
It was tough feeding two people, feeding dishes to his girlfriend and dog food to Nangong.
"What are you going to do?"
Nangong Ruiyang was puzzled; reviewing these drafts in such a hurry didn't make any sense.
"Polishing the spear right before battle, even if it's not fast, it still shines."
