“Speaking profoundly.” A glint of light flashed in Wag’s deep blue eyes.

Chen Niaoshu: "Impossible."

Her voice was even somewhat shrill.

Meanwhile, her mind raced, unable to figure out why Sara chose to speak so deeply; she could easily have started her own independent design studio.

“Yan Shen has a patent for a maritime navigation system.” Wag narrowed his eyes.

Maiwei Group is unaware of this news yet; otherwise, it would certainly be a laughing stock among its competitors.

The most talented ship designers left to join the Chinese shipbuilding companies they looked down upon.

However, given the current downturn in the German shipbuilding industry, it is inevitable that more designers will leave in the future.

Nobody wants their designs to remain just blueprints...

This idea was the main reason Sara left.

She just arrived in Fuzhou today and can't sleep because she hasn't had time to adjust to the time difference.

She came here not only to sign the contract, but also for the cargo ship that had been converted.

Sara leaned against the hotel's floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the pitch blackness, with only a faint orange glow.

Even before the design competition, she had the idea of ​​leaving Maiwei.

Even if she's a top designer at Maiwei, what good are her works? They can only end up in a drawer, becoming a pile of waste paper.

Sara gave a mocking smile. Maiwei was only promoting her to sell her drawings at a high price. If the finished product wasn't made, she wouldn't get paid, and she wouldn't even be credited...

The cargo ship that Country I just built was designed by her many years ago.

“Sara, isn’t our decision… a bit too hasty…” Her assistant got up from the sofa and walked toward her.

"Sasha, you're also a designer by training, you should understand."

"Rather than giving the design to Maiwei and letting them sell it at a high price, I'd rather choose a new company. At least my hard-earned designs won't just be a pile of waste paper." Sara said in Mandarin at this moment.

She is of Chinese descent, so she faced a lot of discrimination when she joined Myvi.

Her success today is a result of her outstanding works.

“Sara…” Assistant Sasha looked worried.

Sara accompanied the entire international ship design competition, all to support Maiwei.

Sasha felt sorry for her, and at the same time, she saw Maiwei's future... a path that was gradually leading to decline.

“Don’t worry, I actually feel a sense of relief after leaving there,” Sara said with a smile, her eyes sparkling like stars.

Now it's a new journey, and she just wants to move forward.

The darkness will not last long; dawn will eventually break.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The Foreign Trade Department floor of the Fukushi City government building was brightly lit.

Lu Qiuying brewed a pot of strong tea and drank it slowly to keep from getting too sleepy to keep her eyes open.

The investigation into the port explosion has been going on for several days, but the leads have gone cold.

The worker holding the explosives had a history of mental illness.

The only explanation now is that he had a relapse of his illness...

But she knew that being able to obtain so much explosives and bring them into the port was definitely not as simple as a sudden illness.

The investigation report on the table was flawless, with even a reasonable explanation for the origin of the explosives.

These explosives are for blasting mountains.

The mountains near the port were gradually leveled, and a special channel was opened for the approval of this type of explosive.

Knock, knock.

Lu Qiuying snapped out of her daze and saw the doorway, her gaze pausing slightly.

Xiao Jin strode up to her and casually placed a bowl of seafood porridge on the coffee table.

The city planning department was also working overtime in preparation for the land auction a few days later.

"Eat something first, then go straight back to your dorm to sleep." Xiao Jin held her hand, his brows furrowed.

The warm orange light of the office lamp fell on his face, highlighting his sharp features, and the soft light in his eyes was captivating.

Lu Qiuying had unknowingly been led to sit down in front of the wooden sofa.

Xiao Jin's well-defined knuckles were opening the thermos and taking out a bowl to serve seafood porridge.

A fresh and sweet aroma lingered all around.

The two had different thoughts and remained silent.

Xiao Jin's eyes flashed with a cold light when she saw the investigation report on the table.

The person behind it all actually wanted Lu Qiuying to perish in the fire...

The port, a lucrative prize, has been targeted by many, and not just one group.

There may be plans to designate Fukushi as a model city.

Too many people are eyeing Lu Qiuying's current position.

The Ministry of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation will also promote land auctions, which will attract even more attention.

Lu Qiuying, however, was thinking about the Xiao family's attitude.

Chen Yi should have sent the news of their relationship back home by now...

"Has your planning department finalized the land parcels for auction?" Lu Qiuying asked suspiciously.

She looked out the window; the sky was gradually turning white.

Xiao Jin nodded slightly, "It's possible that the painting of Ziyan will come to fruition."

He didn't expect that the final decision made by the planning department would be to designate a few plots of land next to the hilltop that Lu Qiuying's aunt had bought.

"All the hills over Crescent Bay will be auctioned off, with 70-year property rights," Xiao Jin continued.

He even planned to attract technology companies, hotel chains, and other businesses to move in.

That place could become a tourist attraction in the future.

However, he certainly didn't share this idea with his other colleagues in the planning department.

Xiao Jin knew that there were definitely big bosses from Hong Kong among those attending the auction, so he didn't need to push for it at all.

"Would the Minister of Land Management agree?" Lu Qiuying asked doubtfully after finishing a small bowl of porridge.

She didn't know much about land management; she hadn't paid much attention to the hill her aunt had bought.

She couldn't even understand why it was a 70-year property right, instead of 40 or 30 years.

"We need money to develop the economy now. Everyone's smart enough not to want money when it's available."

"Besides, it's not like it's a buyout." Xiao Jin smiled faintly, and only when he saw the color return to her face did his tense heart relax.

Lu Qiuying's complexion became paler the more she stayed up late, but her dark circles weren't very heavy.

"Are you so sure that the higher-ups will approve your plans?" Lu Qiuying picked up her cup, about to drink her tea, when it was snatched away.

She paused for a few seconds, and when she came to her senses, she had a glass of warm water in her hand.

Xiao Jin's practiced manner suggested he often took care of people, but in reality, he was pampered in the Xiao family and could never have done such a thing.

Lu Qiuying lowered her head to drink water, her eyelashes fluttering to conceal the panic in her eyes.

The kiss that night made her feel hot all over whenever she thought about it.

Her ears were now completely red, and even her fair neck was flushed.

“Of course they will approve it. We can develop the economy without needing their funding, killing two birds with one stone.” Xiao Jin’s eyes blazed with fire as she stared intently at Lu Qiuying.

Lu Qiuying looked up and met his eyes, which pulled her in like a whirlpool.

She felt her heart pounding in her throat, a feeling that was all too familiar.

A faint, crisp woody scent wafted into her nostrils, sending a shiver down her spine.

"Is it pretty?" Xiao Jin's eyes curved into a smile as she chuckled softly.

Lu Qiuying, "..."

The birds outside the window started chirping noisily, and the white of the sky gradually turned into a light blue.

Sunlight streamed onto the roof, making it shimmer and glow, as if it were enveloped in a golden halo.