He didn't expect to get rich by using a cloned sheep, but if he could get some gains, he would always be in a good mood.

Sometimes you don’t care much about the trophy, and the process of unboxing is the most enjoyable.

Yang Rui's mentality became even more relaxed, and he just said softly: "I was the most worried about the concept of cloning sheep, but it was misread by the media. Now, if they misread the concept of cloning sheep, then they should put more skills into communication."

It feels good to spend money on IQ. Yang Rui laughed and said, "I think that the most important thing to do in technical communication should be various companies. It is too difficult to communicate with the country."

"Let each unit consider it themselves, and use whatever channels they have." Mr. Zheng's answer is not like Yang Rui, but it is more practical.

"You are talking about it. The channel abilities of each unit are different, and it is not necessarily appropriate to force communication with the company." Yang Rui's social level was originally ordinary, and he didn't care about saying the wrong words.

Old Zheng nodded, and thought about it again, saying, "You said you wanted to name the cloned sheep, what are you going to call it?"

"Just called Xiao Ming."

"Xiao Ming?"

"Yes, clone Yang Xiaoming." Yang Rui replied, with background music in his heart. It was the most knowledge-the strongest side of the poor students who were ruled by Xiao Ming, Xiao Hong, Xiao Gang, Xiao Liang, Li Lei and Han Meimei!
Chapter completed!