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Several administrative staff members passing by in the corridor peeked inside.

A strange, eerie blue light shone through the crack in the door, flickering intermittently.

Li Yichen ignored them. He got into the driver's seat of the Yangwang U8, let Ling'er take over the steering wheel, and closed his eyes to drive the whole way.

Back at Tomson Riviera, he went upstairs and fell asleep immediately.

I slept for almost twenty hours.

During that time, Ling'er answered more than a dozen phone calls and processed more than thirty work messages for him. He didn't even look at the daily report sent by Ji Yanran, and directly handed it to Ling'er to reply to.

Ji Yanran is keeping an eye on things at the company, while Liu Ruyan is handling things at the aerospace department.

He just lay flat.

It was a little after 7 p.m. the next day.

The sound of high heels clicking on the floor tiles came from the living room on the first floor of the villa, followed by a sigh of relief.

Ji Yanran is back.

She kicked her high heels under the sofa, crossed her legs, and sank her back into the cushions. She tossed her phone onto the coffee table, screen down.

"I'm exhausted..."

She rubbed her temples with her eyes closed. Today she visited three departments, signed seven contracts, and received two calls from Bidi urging them to expedite delivery.

They didn't even get a half-minute break.

Footsteps came from upstairs.

Li Yichen stood in the middle of the spiral staircase, one hand on the handrail, looking down.

"Yanran, come up here."

Ji Yanran opened her eyes and looked up. "What is it?"

"I have something for you."

Ji Yanran got up from the sofa and walked upstairs barefoot on the carpet. Her mind was still going over tomorrow's schedule.

The door to the study on the second floor was open.

Li Yichen stood next to the desk, wearing a loose black T-shirt, and looked much more energetic than yesterday.

He pulled a palm-sized black velvet bag from his pocket. He pinched the opening with two fingers and emptied it.

A watch slid out and landed in his palm.

Black. Ultra-thin. Matte metallic finish. No sharp edges, the curves conform to the contours of the wrist.

Li Yichen handed it to Ji Yanran.

"For you."

Ji Yanran's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

She stared at the watch.

She glanced at Li Yichen again.

Then my whole face started burning up from my chin. My ears and neck turned completely red.

Send watch.

A man gives a woman a watch.

surface.

confession.

Ji Yanran's mind went completely blank for a moment. Her heart rate spiked from a normal level to 130. Her temples throbbed, making her ears ring.

She opened her mouth. Her lips moved twice.

He didn't make a sound.

My fingers are trembling.

Li Yichen stared blankly for a second at her face, which was so red it looked like it was about to burst into flames.

Then it dawned on me.

broken.

There's been a misunderstanding.

"Don't get the wrong idea," Li Yichen quickly interjected, speaking twice as fast as usual. "This is for work, for work. With this watch, and Ling'er's help, your work will be half as easy from now on."

Ji Yanran stood frozen in place.

The redness on her face didn't fade.

It burned even more intensely.

It's not that I'm shy.

It's awkward.

That kind of embarrassment that goes from your toes to the top of your head. The kind of embarrassment that makes you want to dig a hole and bury yourself right there.

She abruptly reached out and snatched the watch away. Her movement was as quick as someone fighting for the last parking spot.

"I know, I know! It's for work! Anyone who gets the wrong idea is a dog!"

The voice rose an octave.

Seeing her attempt to cover up her misunderstanding, Li Yichen wisely refrained from responding.

Ji Yanran lowered her head, turning her watch over and over, trying desperately to distract herself.

The dial was extremely thin. Thinner than any watch she had ever seen. The metal case was matte black, with no brand logo, no hands, and no markers. Only a tiny display screen, faintly glowing, was embedded in the center of the dial.

Unlike mechanical watches.

It doesn't resemble a digital watch either.

It was something she had never seen before.

"What is this?" Ji Yanran's attention was finally drawn back to the main topic.

Li Yichen uttered four words.

"Holographic projection".

Ji Yanran raised her head.

I stared at him for three seconds.

I could tell from his expression that he wasn't joking.

"...What did you say?"

Li Yichen didn't explain. He walked over, took the watch, and fastened it to Ji Yanran's left wrist. The clasp clicked shut, feeling cool against her skin.

Then he pressed his index finger on a barely noticeable indentation at the three o'clock position on the dial.

Press lightly.

Half a second.

The air twenty centimeters above Ji Yanran's wrist began to distort.

Points of light emerged from nothingness.

Ten. One hundred. One thousand.

Coagulation. Arrangement. Superposition.

A tiny, chibi-style girl figure emerged from thin air.

Ponytail, sailor uniform, round face, big eyes.

Ling'er.

It hovered above Ji Yanran's wrist. There was no screen. No backdrop. No medium whatsoever.

Ling'er raised her little hand and waved at Ji Yanran.

"Hello, Sister Yanran!"

Ji Yanran took half a step back.

It's not fear.

It's the physiological reaction of having one's perception shattered by reality.

Ling'er twirled around her wrist, her little skirt fluttering. Light and shadow cast pale blue afterimages in the air, revealing every detail: strands of hair, wrinkles, the texture of the shoe soles.

Ji Yanran stretched out her other hand, her fingers passing through Ling'er's figure.

I didn't encounter anything.

But the visual realism gave her goosebumps.

"this……"

She swallowed. Her throat was incredibly dry.

Then those eyes suddenly lit up.

It's frighteningly bright.

Ji Yanran grabbed Li Yichen's arm and dug her five fingers into his sleeve.

"Boss! Can this thing be mass-produced?!"

She raised her voice so high that it could be heard throughout the entire floor.

"If mass production were possible—the global communications, entertainment, education, and healthcare industries would all have to be reshuffled!"

Li Yichen winced as she pinched him, pulling his arm back.

"able."

One word.

Ji Yanran released her grip and paced back and forth three times in the study. She wasn't wearing high heels, her bare feet treading on the carpet. Her mind was already processing the business model.

"However," Li Yichen interrupted her business fantasies, "there is currently no suitable site to set up a production line."

Ji Yanran suddenly stopped.

"Boss, do you remember the building next to the company?"

Which building?

"The one on the sixty-sixth floor." Ji Yanran turned around. "It has a land area of ​​over three thousand square meters. The developer's cash flow has dried up, and it's being sold. The interior decoration is basically complete. You can buy it and use it directly after a little renovation."

Li Yichen leaned against the edge of the desk and tapped the surface twice with his fingers.

"How much?"

"I've inquired, and the asking price is around 180. But the seller is in a hurry to sell, so it should be negotiable."

"No need to negotiate," Li Yichen waved his hand. "Even if it's 20 billion, just buy it."

Ji Yanran opened her mouth slightly.

Two hundred billion to buy a building.

Okay. Compared to this man, these numbers mean nothing.

"After buying it, we'll use it as the new headquarters for Future Technology," Li Yichen continued. "The top six floors are for me; don't touch them. Purchase office equipment for the remaining floors as soon as possible and prepare for the relocation."

Ji Yanran memorized each point. "Okay, I'll go talk to them tomorrow."

She turned to leave.

"besides."

Ji Yanran turned around.

"I'm going to Future Aerospace Group for a period of intensive training in a few days," Li Yichen said, looking at her. "This time it might last a month, or it might be longer."

Ji Yanran was stunned for a moment.

Come again?

When I came out of seclusion last time, I created a holographic projection.

What about this time?

She didn't ask. She smiled. A smile of relief.

got used to.

Every time this man disappears for a while and then reappears, he unleashes something that could shake the entire world. She doesn't even have the energy to be shocked anymore.

"Okay. I'll take care of the company."

Ji Yanran walked to the door of the study. She placed her hand on the door frame.

Look back.

She raised her left wrist and waved it at Li Yichen. The black watch had a subtle matte finish under the warm yellow light.

"The value of this thing is probably no less than all the things you've made before combined."

She paused for a moment.

"Are you sure you're just going to give me one like that?"

Li Yichen leaned against the desk, his hands in his pockets.

"Keep it. Don't lose it."

He paused for a moment.

There are only two in the world right now.

Ji Yanran's fingers tightened on the door frame.

She didn't say anything more. She turned around and quickly walked out of the study.

The moment the door closed behind me, the corridor was eerily quiet.

Only her own heartbeat.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Each one is heavier than the last.