Evan, who has never been slapped since he came to Los Angeles, stayed in bed again. This time there was a reason, and someone was with him.

With the warm jade in my arms, the emperor would not want to go to the morning court.

It was almost nine o'clock in the morning that Evan had to leave the bed.

Because the phone ringing in the living room has already reached the second round.

As soon as Evan left the bedroom, Audrey, who had already woken up, opened her eyes. She reached her left hand in front of her and touched the pearly ring on her middle finger with her right hand.

After a while, Evan, wearing a shirt and boxers, returned to the room and saw Audrey's movements, so he walked to her side, bent down and kissed her on the forehead.

"Are you hungry? Your Highness the Princess!"

Audrey looked up at Evan, and when she wanted to say something, she suddenly found that the quilt had retreated and her smooth shoulders were exposed.

"ah!"

Audrey screamed, and at the same time she shrank her whole body into the quilt.

Evan, who was shook his eyes by the touch of moist jade, showed a illusion-like smile, and it took a while before he returned to normal.

"Virginia said she would come to celebrate your birthday in the evening."

"I'm going to make breakfast, do you want anything to eat?"

After Evan asked, he waited for a while before he heard Virginia's low voice coming from under the quilt: "Apart from milk, everything else is up to you!"

When Evan heard the word "milk", he immediately thought of some scenes that were not suitable for children, and then laughed out loud.

"Okay! It's going to be done soon, please wait!"

Evan walked out of the bedroom with a silly smile.

Half an hour later, when Evan prepared breakfast, Audrey had already taken care of her personal hygiene. She was wearing a home outfit and putting her clothes into the washing machine.

Among them is the little black dress she only wore for less than half an hour last night.

After the washing machine was turned on, Audrey slowly walked towards the restaurant.

Evan had called her several times.

Feeling Evan's smiling gaze sitting by the dining table, Audrey suddenly gritted her teeth, raised her head and raised her chest, and came to the dining table like a princess on a tour.

I have done it all, what's wrong with me?

I don't believe that you dare to make fun of me, you dare... I won't let you go to bed.

...

The next day, Evan, who gave himself a day off, returned to school happily.

In the morning, after Evan finished class, he came to the lab with his backpack in one hand.

At this time, in addition to the head of Professor Watson, the laboratory has as many as seven members, which is not small in terms of scale at Caltech. Among these seven people, there are an assistant professor, two doctoral and lecturers, one in the first year of master's degree, two are now a senior year's degree, and one of the most special first-year students, Evan.

In the laboratory, there are two types of names for Evan. Professor Watson and others called him directly, but some people, such as Evan's seniors, thought it was not good to call him like this, but they could not call him "Doctor" like Leiden and others. In the end, the name "Chief" was worn on Evan's head.

The word Chief means director and chief, but the laboratory director is Professor Watson, so the word naturally refers to "chief" in Evan.

"Chief, you are here!" When Evan walked into the laboratory, William Webber, a master's student who transferred to this year, greeted him: "Chief, I haven't seen you for only one day, why do I feel like you have changed somewhere..."

Weber looked up and down at Evan, who waved at him, "What are you looking at? Work quickly!"

"By the way, is Leiden here?"

Webber looked at it and couldn't see it, so he had to reply: "Dr. (Leyton)? He is in the office next door! It seems he is revising the paper."

"By the way, have you decided to post the article of the new transistor or not?"

Evan said: "I haven't decided yet, I just want to discuss this matter with Leiden!"

"Then you go quickly!"

"You want to say..." As he said that, Evan left the laboratory.

"Leyton?" Evan knocked on the door and pushed it in.

As expected, Leiden was working hard to revise the article as Weber said. His article was about the preparation of germanium crystal equipment and wanted to publish it in a journal under AIEE (American Society of Electrical Engineers).

AIEE is one of the predecessors of IEEE (Institution of Electrical and Electronics Engineers).

"Leyton, do you have time?"

Leiden scratched his head, covered the pen on his hand with the lid, and said, "What about that article about transistors?"

"Yes!" Evan pulled over the chair and sat down on his own: "Although we don't have the conditions to actually make a junction transistor that can operate, I still want to post this theoretical article first."

Leighton leaned back on the chair and asked, "What if Bell Labs makes the real thing first?"

"Evan, you and I understand that the hardware conditions are much better."

"I certainly know this, but we also have advantages that they don't have," Evan said. "We have better surface treatment than they do."

Leiden asked: "Are you confident that you can make the real thing first?"

Evan said firmly: "Of course!"

"Since that's the case..." Leiden spread his hands and said, "Just as Chief, you mean! After all, you are the chief of this laboratory, aren't you?"

Evan smiled and stood up and said, "Then I'll go and change the article and send it out in the afternoon."

Leiden didn't say anything else, and after watching Evan leave, he started reading his article again.

Evan didn't return to the dormitory at around 10 o'clock in the evening. He just took out the key and wanted to open the door, but the door of Room 112 opposite opened.

Rick waved at him and said, "Hi, Evan, I'm really 'early' today!"

"Do you want a cup of black tea?"

He held a goblet in his right hand, and it was obvious that the liquid inside was not the so-called "black tea".

Evan thought for a while, opened the door and said, "Wait for me!"

Evan shook his backpack toward the bed and turned to Room 112.

After a while, Evan and Rick held glasses in one hand and cards in the other, sitting opposite each other across a table the size of a Go board, drinking and fighting without delaying.

The cards are semi-finished products printed without patterns by Gillard when he selected the printing factory.

However, even if it is a semi-finished product, it does not delay the two of them having fun at all.

"Evan, why didn't Gillard come here today?"

Evan said: "Because the card faces have been selected!"

Rick said in surprise: "So the finished product is about to be released?"

"Yes!" Evan nodded: "Gillard said he will start printing next week."

Rick looked at Evan with a burning look at him and asked, "Where is the printing factory? Can I visit that day? Of course, it would be best if I could buy a card on site!"

Evan nodded and agreed.

Then, a few days later, the number of visitors increased to eleven, all of whom were old members of the club.
Chapter completed!