Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 65: Moths to a flame, a sense of relaxation

"Let's learn to meow together, meow meow meow..."

Raindrops slanted over the eaves of the terrace. When Zhou Ye's exclusive "meow" ringtone suddenly rang, Jiang Qing's eyelashes cast a trembling shadow on Meng Ziyi's lips.

She clearly saw her own reflection in his pupils being torn into pieces by the light from the caller ID. The two words "Xiao Ye" jumping on the phone screen were like a silver needle, shattering the beauty in the room.

"Wait."

Jiang Qing's thumb hovered over the answer button and he turned to look at Meng Ziyi.

She gently pushed Jiang Qing away, walked back to the table and sat down, the smile on her face completely gone.

The bamboo curtains of the box were lifted and lowered by the night wind, and the sound of conversations that leaked in was wrapped in the coolness of the rain.

"Hello hello! Jiang Qing!"

"Guess what I cooked today?"

Zhou Ye's energetic voice was like a lemon candy, so sour that Meng Ziyi's throat tightened.

She stared at the cold pickled pork with preserved vegetables on the turntable, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.

"Can you just tell me what it is? It's a little hard to guess."

"Oh, I won't let you guess. It's seafood risotto! I specifically asked our chef to blanch the lobster for 30 seconds. It tastes so delicious!"

"Blanch the lobster for thirty seconds first?"

Jiang Qing turned and walked towards the carved wooden window, his back shrouded in the light of Leifeng Pagoda.

"I've never tried this before, but it's definitely different with a professional chef's guidance."

“It’s different when someone with great experience gives you guidance.”

There was a smile at the end of his voice, a gentle tone that Meng Ziyi had never heard before.

The raindrops beat out fine drumbeats on the green tiles.

Meng Ziyi mechanically added ice cubes to the sour plum soup, but the sound of the ice cubes hitting each other could not suppress the words that leaked out.

"But I can never cut abalone properly..."

Zhou Ye's drawn-out ending tone reminded her of the recording of Taohuawu, where this girl would always come up to Jiang Qing with a grin on her face, and act coquettishly, asking him to make all kinds of delicious food.

In the gap between the rolling bamboo curtains, she saw Jiang Qing holding up his cell phone and turning towards the brightly lit lake.

"Do you see the lights on the Broken Bridge?"

"Leifeng Pagoda is over there."

For no apparent reason, Meng Ziyi suddenly felt uneasy.

"Jiang Qing, just wait!"

Zhou Ye's crisp voice was mixed with the sound of the spatula colliding.

"When I learn how to make French baked snails, I'll make them for you first!"

"Okay, I'll wait."

There seemed to be a smile in Jiang Qing's voice, as well as an indescribable doting.

……

As the call ended, Meng Ziyi suddenly stood up and accidentally knocked over the bayberry juice at hand.

The purple-red liquid spread on the tablecloth, forming a chaotic shape, just like her chaotic mood at the moment.

When Jiang Qing turned around, there were still water droplets on the ends of her hair, and the smile on her face had not yet faded.

Meng Ziyi grabbed her Hermès bag too quickly and the chain got tangled in the back of the seat.

"I'm leaving first. I have a shoot tomorrow morning."

"I send you."

Jiang Qing held her trembling wrist and felt her throbbing pulse.

Zhou Ye's call was like a bucket of cold water poured down his face, instantly freeing him from the hormonal impulse.

"Ah."

Meng Ziyi glanced at him, put on a mask, broke away from his hand and walked out of the box first.

Amid the sound of the vehicle running over the puddles, Meng Ziyi counted the numbers jumping on the dashboard, and suddenly heard Jiang Qing's chuckle.

"Ono just said..."

Her eyelashes trembled slightly when she saw his facial features suddenly soften when he mentioned Zhou Ye.

"The chef at their Chinese restaurant can make macaron ice cream, and she is learning."

"She also mentioned that she would share it with you as soon as she learned it."

"Because this is your favorite."

These words were like a blunt knife, cutting open Meng Ziyi's memories of the recording session.

Zhou Ye lay on the sofa, shaking his feet and said, "Sister Meng, after the show is over, we should play together often, go to Disney, go to the beach, and go to many places we have never been to, hehe..."

In the fan-shaped gaps created by the wipers, the lights of the high-speed rail station are getting closer and closer.

Meng Ziyi suddenly turned sideways and leaned close to Jiang Qing's ear the moment the car stopped.

"Do you know what fire-flying butterflies are most afraid of?"

Without waiting for his answer, she pushed open the car door, and the ends of her hair brushed against the corners of his frozen lips.

"Another butterfly reached the light source first."

When the assistant rushed over with an umbrella, Meng Ziyi took off the jade bracelet on her wrist and put it into Jiang Qing's palm.

"Xiao Ye took your watch, I will give you a bracelet."

She raised her eyes and stared at Jiang Qing's face, her voice full of unwillingness.

"Remember to return it to me."

Jiang Qing lowered his eyes to look at the bracelet that was emitting a cool feeling, and nodded slightly to her.

"it is good."

Meng Ziyi finally smiled, waved to him gently, then turned and walked away.

Sniffing the lingering fragrance of her hair in the air, Jiang Qing watched her tall figure gradually walking away until it completely disappeared.

Meng Ziyi's back looked a little more lonely than when I first saw her today.

The train roared and crushed the secrets of the rainy night.

Jiang Qing unlocked his phone and deleted the words "Bon voyage" in the input box, paying special attention to the sudden pop-up preview of Zhou Ye's Weibo live broadcast.

The cover shows her bright smiling face holding a spatula, with the corners of her mouth seeming to reach the sky.

When the wipers swung again, the light spot of the high-speed rail station in the rearview mirror gradually blurred.

Jiang Qing slowly closed his eyes and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.

"Take me to the airport."

"Ok."

As the driver's voice sounded, the car became quiet, with only the occasional unsteady breathing sound.

-

The next morning, at 9:30 a.m. in Luyang, the morning light penetrated the diamond-shaped glass curtain wall of the butterfly-shaped building, illuminating the four large characters "Wuwen Technology" on the top of the building with a brilliant light.

When Jiang Qing stepped into the lobby of Wuwen Technology, the intelligent temperature control system had adjusted the perceived temperature to 22.3℃ based on his biological information.

"Mr. Jiang, you have been absent for a total of 2 days this month, and you were late for 32 minutes today. Your full attendance for this month will be deducted."

A matte black robot dog blocked his way, diligently carrying out its mission.

"According to Article 7 of the Executive Attendance Guidelines..."

"The supplementary clause in Article 7 states that flexible working hours are permitted during the core R&D period."

Jiang Qing tapped the robot dog's head with his fingers, and the miniature projector hidden behind his ear projected an encrypted authorization code onto the ground.

The robot dog paused briefly for three seconds, and its electronic tail swept across his trouser legs.

"Mr. Jiang's attendance record has been modified."

"I was still 32 minutes late today, so my salary will be deducted accordingly."

Jiang Qing smiled helplessly, knocked its head again, and continued forward.

At the elevator entrance, the intelligent access control system equipped with millimeter-wave radar was operating quietly. When Jiang Qing stepped into the sensing area, the circular breathing light strip on the central dome immediately turned into a gilded color, representing the identity of an executive.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang!"

"Boss Jiang is here!"

"I just finished watching Peach Blossom Wu yesterday. Mr. Jiang, I'm a fan of the CP of Jiang Zhou Yu Huo!"

"I support Yi Jian Qing Xin! Sister Meng is so beautiful!"

……

As soon as he entered the elevator, several young employees greeted Jiang Qing warmly, without any sense of distance due to his status.

"It seems like you guys are too free to even find time to watch variety shows and ship couples. I have to put some pressure on you guys."

Jiang Qing joked with them familiarly, without any bossy attitude at all.

Most of Wuwen Technology’s employees are students from the University of Science and Technology of China, and they are basically alumni of his.

"No, no, we are busy!"

"Yes, Mr. Jiang, we are supporting your variety show."

"Yes, Mr. Jiang, you don't come to the company often now, so we can only admire your style by watching variety shows."

"It's been over a month since we last met, and Mr. Jiang is looking so handsome again!"

Jiang Qing smiled at the flattery from both sides, shook his head and ignored them.

As he unbuttoned his suit cuffs, he noticed in the mirror reflection that several young people from the R&D department were trying to suppress their laughter while looking at their phones.

Without thinking too much, he guessed that the news of his arrival should be known to the entire company by now.

"Good morning, President Jiang!"

"Boss Jiang is here!"

I walked all the way to the top ten floor, and as soon as I got out of the elevator, I was greeted by a chorus of greetings.

"good morning guys."

Jiang Qing looked around at everyone, smiled and nodded, then walked to the front desk.

Behind the service desk in the front desk area, a coffee machine is brewing lattes.

"Mr. Jiang, is it still the same? Double concentrated?"

The administrative assistant in a silver-gray uniform smiled and nodded at Jiang Qing, then asked softly.

"Well, the old way."

Jiang Qing leaned against the front desk and responded with a smile.

"Ok."

She nodded with a smile and turned to make coffee for Jiang Qing.

When Jiang Qing took the coffee cup with the temperature sensor ring, an update reminder "Morning meeting postponed for 5 minutes" immediately appeared on the wall of the cup.

This is the schedule adjusted in real time by the company's artificial intelligence system based on his current heart rate and gait data. His current position in the company has been determined.

As Jiang Qing walked through the corridor lined with flexible screens, several engineers on balance bikes passed by him.

These self-balancing scooters equipped with gyroscopes project dynamic navigation light tracks on the ground, carrying young people holding laptops and sliding in different directions.

Behind the glass curtain wall, a testing team wearing AR glasses can be vaguely seen debugging the 3D scene reconstruction algorithm in a virtual environment.

"Good morning, President Jiang!"

After spotting Jiang Qing, several post-00 interns riding balance bikes braked suddenly and saluted.

Jiang Qing smiled and nodded, signaling them to be careful. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw many people in the open office area waving at him.

He smiled and waved at them in response.

The smart freezer in the tea room senses the gathering of people and automatically pops out a floating tray filled with sparkling water.

When Jiang Qing passed by, he heard several product managers gathered together to discuss the difficulties of the project, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

When his custom chair automatically raised its armrests in the conference room, the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows at the end of the corridor just reflected the scene below the Wuwen Technology Building.

Employees wearing bone conduction headphones held a standing meeting on the open lawn, and delivery robots equipped with autonomous driving modules shuttled along rainbow-colored guide lines.

These are test products developed in cooperation with Shunfeng.

"Old... ahem... Mr. Jiang, you're finally here!"

Zhao Quan emerged from the conference room with a disheveled hair, the wrinkled hem of his shirt showing under his black suit.

"Cambricon's NPU chip reduces training energy consumption by 18%, but multimodal fusion..."

He suddenly fell silent, watching Jiang Qing press his hands to signal everyone in the conference room not to stand up, then walked all the way to the whiteboard at the front of the long table, picked up a pen and began to write.

"Separating the gradients of the visual encoder."

Jiang Qing's pen tip touched the algorithm formula.

"Use the MoE architecture to offload traffic to the expert system, and the voice module to perform knowledge distillation independently."

……

In a blink of an eye, the conference room became a research site.

When Jiang Qing finished his last sentence, the room was filled with applause.

Afterwards, Jiang Qing asked about the training progress and current performance of Zhang Bin’s company’s large model team.

When the meeting ended, it was almost noon.

Jiang Qing took out his cell phone and subconsciously curled up the corners of his lips when he saw Zhou Ye's puppy poking its head out and Meng Ziyi's daily selfies.

At this moment, a new message popped up, causing the corners of his mouth, which had just been raised, to fall again.

"Back to Luyang?"

tsk...

The debt collector has arrived.

(End of this chapter)