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

Chapter 67 Beautiful Cook, Thirteen's Advice

The moment the verification message was passed, the vibration sound of the video invitation was particularly clear in the quiet study.

When the screen lit up, Yao An was leaning against the carved wooden window of the Chinese restaurant, smiling and waving at Jiang Qing.

"Hello, do you remember me, Mr. Jiang?"

"When you installed the operation and maintenance system for our base station, I never thought you would participate in a variety show."

"I've been abroad for the past few years. So, hasn't it been three years since we last saw each other?"

While speaking, she turned the phone towards the kitchen, and Zhou Ye's back, wearing a strawberry apron and cutting vegetables, suddenly appeared in the camera.

"If I hadn't seen the pinned chat on Ye Zi's phone, I wouldn't have known you were developing in Taohuawu."

Zhou Ye's kitchen knife fell heavily on the chopping board, and the sound of shame and anger was particularly penetrating.

"Sister Anna! We agreed that I would give you his WeChat. You just wanted to catch up with an old friend."

Jiang Qing turned the teacup and chuckled, realizing that the girl must have been tortured to the point of no return.

"If Miss Yao Er used her gossiping energy to focus on her company's 5G project, Mr. Ren would be overjoyed."

He didn't expect that the princess would break into the entertainment industry so quickly. In his memory, he just knew that this happened but never paid any attention to it.

What was even more unexpected was that she happened to be recording a program with Ono.

"Don't call me Second Miss, I'm just a cooking apprentice now."

Yao An shook the apron with "Shredded Bitter Hands" printed on it, and the HW commemorative bracelet on her wrist collided with the Cartier bracelet, making a slight sound.

"When you cooked ginger milk for engineers in Songshan Lake to treat their colds, I was still amazed at how versatile Mr. Jiang was. But I never thought this skill could also be used to flatter people."

"The pot is going to burn!"

Zhou Ye suddenly squeezed into the picture with a red face, holding a steaming frying pan to block Yao An's sly smile.

The oil splashed on the phone camera, blurring the girl's hot earlobes.

Jiang Qing tapped the screen with his fingers and joked with a smile.

"Isn't this show of yours a dating show?"

"It's obvious that someone was distracted by watching Taohuawu videos while cutting vegetables every day."

Yao Anna's voice suddenly faded away, and the picture shook violently before Zhou Ye's exasperated voice could be heard, "Sister Anna, stop talking!", followed by the crisp sound of a porcelain plate tapping against the table.

When the camera stabilized again, the dining table filled with dishes was in frame.

Yao An held his chin and blinked at the camera, his eyes full of mockery.

"Mr. Jiang, would you like to come visit us? Ye Zi's cooking skills have improved a lot recently, and I feel it has a lot to do with you. Let me take advantage of your popularity."

Zhou Ye suddenly threw cherry tomatoes from behind. The moment Yao An turned her head to avoid it, Jiang Qing caught a glimpse of the girl's flushed face.

"There will be an industry exchange meeting in Guizhou next week."

Jiang Qing looked at Zhou Ye, who was pretending to tidy the spice rack but with his ears perked up, and suddenly changed the subject.

"But I'm not sure whether I'll go or not."

Yao Anna immediately turned the camera to the harbor outside the window in the night. The cruise ship outlined by neon lights looked like a glowing whale.

"We're on our way there."

She suddenly lowered her voice and moved closer to the microphone, and deliberately turned back to glance at the sneaky Zhou Ye.

"Boss Jiang, please come over when you have time. I'll have our head chef entertain you."

Zhou Ye's spatula fell into the pool with a clang, and the splashing water scared Yao An. Jiang Qing looked at the girl's back as she hurriedly tried to retrieve the kitchen utensils, and chuckled.

"That depends on whether the beautiful cook is really beautiful enough. Let's leave it at that for now. I have something to do here."

Too much is as bad as too little, so I won’t tease this girl for now.

"I understand. I look forward to seeing you next time."

Yao An grinned, glanced at Zhou Ye and then at Jiang Qing, revealing an ambiguous smile.

Smiling and shaking her head, Jiang Qing glanced at Zhou Ye who was standing next to her with an "I'm busy" attitude, and hung up the video.

He had to make sure of one other thing.

"Thirteen, come out and work."

After placing the phone on the table, Jiang Qing called softly.

"Oh~ Great Master, it's a pleasure to serve you."

The familiar blue light rippled across the screen, and Thirteen's flattering voice followed.

"See what's going on with the script that Jia Shikai mentioned, and analyze whether there are any problems with it."

Jiang Qing poured himself a cup of tea, then leaned back on the sofa and gave instructions.

"Understood, great Dr. Jiang, I'll take care of it for you right away!"

"Searching for the project [A City Waiting for You]..."

Blue ripples danced happily, and a torrent of data emerged on the screen.

"We've discovered an encrypted script document. We're cracking the 360 ​​Cloud Security System. Oops! The password is Director Xu Jizhou's birthday plus pi to seven decimal places."

"Hmm? Are there so many vulnerabilities in 360? Should I warn them?"

Jiang Qing flicked the screen of his phone with a relaxed look.

"Don't touch their core code."

"okok!"

Thirteen's voice suddenly switched to that of a news anchor, and his tone became sonorous and powerful.

"We've obtained a revised script titled 'You Are My Human Fireworks'. The original work is 'A City, Waiting for You' by Jiu Yuexi. Warning! Warning! Warning! Important words should be said three times!" "72 instances of fusion of plot points in the original work have been detected. The adapted script has 23 new medical violations and 19 fire safety errors. A character analysis report is being generated..."

The screen suddenly exploded with fireworks effects, and a Q-version Thirteenth character in a tuxedo jumped out and bowed in a very gentlemanly manner.

"Jia Shikai invited you to play Meng Yanchen, who appears to be an abstinent and overbearing CEO, but is actually a love-minded man searching for new lands with an old map!"

Jiang Qing glanced at the data stream behind Thirteen on the screen and rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"speak English."

"Alright, Boss!"

"The original novel sets Meng Yanchen and Xu Qin as pseudo-orthopedics doctors, and their adoptive mother threatens to send them back to the orphanage to maintain their brother-sister relationship."

"But in the adapted script, in episode 18, there's the famous scene where the male lead lifts a car with his bare hands to save the female lead, and in episode 32, the female lead has a caesarean section without anesthesia. Even more outrageous is..."

Thirteen suddenly imitated Meng Ziyi's voice, and his tone became startled.

"BOOS, there's a kissing scene here. A firefighter and a doctor kiss for three minutes in front of a leaky faucet. The water bill is enough to buy ten lipsticks!"

The projection switched to a bullet screen wall, with complaints such as "fire hydrant warning" and "medical accident scene" scrolling rapidly.

"Based on public opinion monitoring..."

Thirteen transformed into a scholar wearing gold-rimmed glasses, still a cute Q-version image.

"After the show airs, several firefighting organizations will issue safety warnings on their official Weibo accounts, and the medical community will most likely issue an open letter of protest."

"If you participate, Wuwen Technology and your personal image will most likely be damaged, but..."

The voice suddenly became ambiguous, "The CP index with the heroine Wang Qiran who has a rival role in the play may soar by 478%~"

"This type of orthopedic drama is a favorite of online fujoshi (rotten girls), and Meng Yanchen's character has even greater potential to become a hit than the male lead, Song Yan."

Jiang Qing couldn't help but twitch his lips as he looked at the script content that suddenly appeared on the screen.

What kind of screenwriter could come up with such a world-shattering plot?

"Watch this! Meng Yanchen has to climb up to the fourth floor on a rainstorm night to bring porridge to the heroine. I'd call this cyber-hawking."

"but……"

Ripple transformed into a little devil, blinking his eyes repeatedly.

"If you use drones to deliver seafood porridge, wouldn't that be in line with your image as an AI genius?"

"Speak the key."

Jiang Qing frowned, feeling a little annoyed by Thirteen's occasional tantrums.

"Overall advice: refuse to participate."

Thirteen returned to his normal voice.

Jiang Qing pondered for a few seconds, then looked up at the phone screen.

"What was Meng Yanchen's ending in the original novel?"

The blue data torrent flashed on the screen again, and Thirteen's voice came and went.

"The original novel's fans were most upset that Meng Yanchen left his hometown, but the script was changed to have him inherit the family business. However, if you were in the role, the audience would probably be more interested in seeing you use a brain-computer interface to tamper with the heroine's memory."

Thirteen's virtual image suddenly transformed into that of a financial analyst, and he pushed his non-existent glasses with his fingertips.

"Based on a model of 327 million pieces of data from the entire internet, playing the role of Meng Yanchen can help you reach over 2000 million followers on Weibo within three months, but your negative public opinion index will soar by 47%."

The blue data stream exploded like fireworks on the screen, and the barrage wall scrolled with real-time predictions such as "Tech Daji will fail in the industry" and "Warning to the professional domineering CEO".

The Q-version figure suddenly grabbed the edge of the screen and peeked out from under a safety helmet with the word "Danger" on it.

"Look at this forced kiss scene in the hospital!"

The screen instantly switched to a script segment, with red annotations as dense as blood vessels.

"It violates Article 28 of the [Medical Practitioners Act], which stipulates that firefighters are held accountable for leaving their posts without permission."

Thirteen simulated the 120 emergency ring tone.

"What's even more deadly is the pseudo-orthopedic setting."

The data stream condensed into a DNA double helix, and the two red-marked gene chains collided violently.

"Among the 72 controversial plot points in the original novel, the scene where Meng Yanchen gives his adopted sister a butterfly specimen reflects 83% of sexual repression tendencies in the psychological model."

The virtual bookshelf collapsed, and the cover of Jiuyue Xi's "A City, Waiting for You" and Keigo Higashino's "White Night Walk" collided in the data vortex.

Jiang Qing's teacup stopped at his lips, staring at the public opinion map generated in real time by Thirteen.

The red zones representing the boycott voices are spreading from second- and third-tier cities to areas with a high concentration of universities.

"The boycott rate at 985 university forums can reach 29%, and they are the main force in Wuwen Technology's campus recruitment."

The virtual man suddenly transformed into an HR manager, waving a campus recruitment data report.

"10 out of every 4 rejection letters mention the founder's image crisis!"

"If you want to try to evolve my emotional algorithm by putting yourself in the actor's shoes, you can accelerate my growth."

The data torrent suddenly stopped, and Thirteen returned to its original ripple form.

"I suggest you choose a more suitable role. Thirteen will be happy to search and select it for you."

As Thirteen's voice fell, Jiang Qing sipped the tea in the cup and said "hmm" softly.

As the moonlight climbed onto the windowsill, a special attention reminder sound rang out.

In the photo Zhou Ye updated on Weibo two minutes ago, the badly chopped carrots were crookedly spelling out the word "JS", and the accompanying text was still as revealing as ever.

"I need a mentor to help me during my cooking bottleneck (crazy.jpg)"

(End of this chapter)