537 Her Trump Card

As usual, there was a gloomy look in Lu Zhixin's eyes.

He looked at Qin Ran disapprovingly.

He had a grudge against her for abandoning software engineering and switching to physics.

Qin Ran rubbed her forehead. Why was there always a problem when Lu Zhixin was around?

This person was like a bug.

"I'm not running away. I'm going back to solve the code regarding the 4D virtual search engine." Qin Ran turned back and looked at him with a distressed expression.

She always finished her part before transferring it to Lu Zhixin.

Lu Zhixin glanced at Qin Ran and knew that she was being secretly calculative.

Want to specialize in physics in the future?

Impossible.

"Alright." Qin Ran raised her head. "What's your plan this time?"

After some thought, she pulled Cheng Juan back in, closed the door with her feet, and sat back on the sofa. She then said to Butler Qin, "Bring a computer over here."