Chapter 378 The Upright Girl

Seeing this man, Xifa was not surprised at all, because he was the boss of the 'Moretti family', Benson Moretti.

"Good morning sir."

Xifa smiled politely: "I want to find Miss Melissa."

"What, are you looking for Melissa?"

Benson's eyes fell on the flowers in Sifer's hand, he walked out suddenly, closed the door, and said seriously: "Sir, I think we need to have a good talk."

"Melissa is still a child and she's still in school. I don't think she should spend too much time socializing. Especially, uh, you know."

Why do I have the feeling of seeing my parents? Xifa smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Sir, I'm afraid you misunderstood. Miss Melissa and I are just ordinary friends. I commissioned her to design a utensil. It has been two months." before."

"I left Tingen City because of work, and I came back two days ago. I wanted to know the progress of the artifact, so I came to visit. It is definitely not what you imagined."

Benson suddenly said: "So that's the case. I heard about this matter from Melissa. You are Mr. Xifa, right?"

Xifa quickly said, "That's right, it's me."

Benson turned around and opened the door: "Please come in, I thought you were a man who wanted to pursue Melissa."

As he walked into the room, he said, "You know, Melissa is still studying, and I don't want her to get in touch with this aspect too early."

Xifa nodded frequently in agreement.

He followed Benson to the living room, sat down on a set of cloth sofas, and then Benson went upstairs to inform his sister that there was a guest.

Not long after, Xifa heard footsteps coming from the stairs, and then a girl walked in.

Melissa.

She seemed to be coming out of the grief of losing her brother, looking much more energetic than she had been two months ago. Under the light, her face looked a little fuller, not as thin as before.

The complexion should also be a little rosy, the skin is full of luster, and it naturally exudes a girlish atmosphere.

Like Benson, she also had brown eyes. At this moment, Sifa's figure was reflected in her brown eyes, she nodded slightly, and she smiled: "Good evening, Mr. Sifa."

Xifa had already stood up when she came in, and he nodded slightly, saying hello: "Good evening, Miss Melissa, I hope my visit will not disturb you."

"No, we just had dinner, and it's not time for me to read." Melissa sat down on the sofa on the other side.

Benson brought two cups of black tea, then said that he had something to do, and went straight to the study.

After her brother left, Melissa said directly: "You came here for the 'pressure bottle', right? I've already made a few finished products, so I'll go get them right away."

The girl went to the second floor again, and when she came back, she had an extra cardboard box in her hand. She put the box on the table, opened it, and there were several metal bottles lying in it, of different sizes and specifications.

But without exception, they all have a simple, valve-like mechanism at the mouth of the bottle.

They look a bit like the 'fire extinguishers' that Xifa is familiar with, but they are much smaller. Melissa picked up one of them and said: "I finished the first finished product two weeks ago. At that time, I followed the address you gave , to tell you this news by letter, it's a pity that I didn't get your reply."

Xifa smiled apologetically and said, "Not long after I asked you to design this item, I left Tingen because of work. I didn't come back until today, so I couldn't reply in time, please forgive me."

Melissa shook her head and said, "It's okay, then, let me explain to you how to use this bottle?"

"OK."

So the girl explained the usage of this 'pressure bottle' in detail. According to Xifa's idea at the time, he had to store hydrogen in the bottle in advance, and only mix in air when needed, so that the gas in the bottle would become flammable and explosive. .

Therefore, Melissa fully considered this point when designing.

Under the girl's explanation, Xifa quickly mastered how to use the bottle. He said sincerely: "Miss Melissa, your hands-on ability is very strong. In time, I believe you will achieve extraordinary achievements in mechanical aspects."

Melissa said modestly: "You are an honor, oh yes, I still have a lot of the research funding you gave me. I have made a detailed record of every expense of this project, you can take a look."

"In addition, please take back the remaining funds."

She took out a notebook and a roll of banknotes.

What a straight girl.

Xifa took out the notebook and read it carefully. It wasn't that he didn't trust Melissa, but that he felt that if he didn't read carefully, he would be sorry for the girl's integrity.

In the record book, apart from the expenditure on materials, Melissa's 'salary' was also recorded. According to what Sifa had agreed with her at the time, the salary was 2 pounds per week. Since the development of this bottle took 6 weeks, Melissa spent another 1 week to make several finished products.

So, under salary, she writes £14.

After deducting the salary and material costs, there are still more than 200 pounds left in Xifa's research funds.

In front of Melissa, he counted the roll of banknotes again and found that there was not a single copper penny missing.

"Thank you very much, Miss Melissa, you have done me a great favor."

Xifa took out a 10-pound gold pound from the roll of banknotes and put it on the table: "This is an affirmation of your hard work, and please be sure to accept it."

Melissa was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No, Mr. Xifa, this is too much."

"That's not much compared to what you've done. Believe me, you've designed a bottle that's going to shine in a very short time."

Xifa stood up and was about to leave, but he asked casually, "What's your plan next?"

Melissa bit her lips lightly, as if she had made some kind of decision: "I plan to study in Backlund, there are better universities there, and I hope to learn more useful knowledge!"

"A very good decision." Xifa gave a thumbs up and said, "Let go and do it, you will succeed!"

A smile bloomed on Melissa's face: "Thank you."

"Then, I take my leave."

"Have a nice evening."

Xifa picked up the cardboard box and walked out of the gate under Melissa's farewell.

"Is he gone?"

As soon as the door was closed, Melissa heard Benson's voice. When she returned to the living room, she saw Benson packing up the cups and saying, "That gentleman looks pretty good, and when you chat with him, you feel very relaxed. ,very happy."

"Benson, what do you want to say?" Melissa leaned against the wall and looked at her brother.

Benson stood up, straightened his receding hairline, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I want to say, maybe you can make a few more friends, just like Mr. Seafar."

As he said that, he looked towards a position on the sofa: "After all, we can't always hold on to the past, can we?"

Melissa also glanced at that position.

That's where Klein often sat. If he was still there, he should agree now.

But he is no longer there.