Chapter 139 A Terrifying Speculation

They reproduced the failure on-site: performance degraded sharply after the data volume exceeded a certain threshold, and the team tried various methods, including rolling back the code and adjusting parameters, but none of them worked.

However, something even more troublesome than this problem is that the news that "Tanzhi's solution is not working and seems to have a big problem" has begun to circulate in small circles within the industry.

If this problem isn't resolved quickly, a small spark will soon ignite a prairie fire!

In addition, Chen Jingyang's troubles didn't stop there—Chen Qinian was very concerned about this issue and even went to great lengths to "suggest" that Chen Jingyang seek help from Zenti.

Some people within the company were already wavering, and if Chen Jingyang couldn't effectively resolve the issue in a short time, those people would quickly switch their support to Chen Qinian!

However, once Zenti gets involved, it will inevitably take the opportunity to spy on Tanzhi's technical secrets. As a result, Tanzhi may become a "vassal" of Zenti at the algorithm level, thus losing its technological dominance!

This is something Chen Jingyang absolutely cannot accept!

Moreover, the verification over the past few days has further strengthened his confidence that their technology is absolutely feasible, so the problem must still lie with the client!

"Heh..." Chen Jingyang leaned back wearily on the sofa, rubbing his temples with his eyes closed, and instructed Lin Zheyan, "Pour me a cup of coffee."

Lin Zheyan poured him a glass of water: "Don't drink coffee. We have to go to the airport in a little over four hours. Get some sleep. We'll be busy when we get to Stanley."

Chen Jingyang rubbed his face, his eyes bloodshot like plant roots, densely covering his eyeballs, and sighed, "I can't sleep!"

"Your sister-in-law just called and told you to get some rest."

Chen Jingyang was taken aback, then chuckled, his tense nerves finally relaxing for a moment: "Do you dare say that to his face?"

Lin Zheyan's icy demeanor proved its strength at this moment; he remained expressionless and solemnly replied, "I wouldn't dare."

He handed his phone to Chen Jingyang: "Nothing much happened today, but the news is still spreading. We've arranged for a lot of people to fight back, and the situation is temporarily under control."

He paused for a moment: "But Chen Qinian formally reported this matter to the board of directors today, requesting the board to agree to accept Zenti's assistance. We are very pressed for time."

Chen Jingyang took the phone and said, "The board members aren't stupid; they won't agree." Then he slumped onto the sofa and quickly glanced at the emails and posts.

Then, as if nothing had happened, she put her phone to her mouth and sent Zhang Pengfei a voice message in a low, soft, and sweet voice: "Baby, I miss you."

Lin Zheyan raised an eyebrow: "Couldn't you wait until I left before you started acting cute?"

Chen Jingyang turned his head, frowning: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Lin Zheyan: "...I'm leaving now."

However, before Lin Zheyan could even take a step, Zhang Pengfei called. Chen Jingyang looked up at him and asked sincerely, "Could you run a few steps?"

Lin Zheyan:......

After shooing Lin Zheyan away, Chen Jingyang quickly answered the phone: "Baby, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Zhang Pengfei's voice was a little sleepy: "I missed you too, so I wanted to see if I could wait until you came out. How did it go? Did they find out the problem?"

Chen Jingyang's tone was somewhat somber, but not pessimistic: "No, but the technology here is definitely not a problem. I'll go to the client's place tomorrow to see what's going on."

There was a rustling sound coming from the phone; it must have been Zhang Pengfei turning over. Chen Jingyang suddenly felt a little itchy and asked him, "Baby, were you sleeping naked?"

"No." Zhang Pengfei sensed the frivolity in Chen Jingyang's words and felt a sense of relief: Thank goodness, Chen Jingyang still had the mind to ask these questions, so it seems the problem is still under control and not really that serious.

However, this topic couldn't be discussed too deeply, otherwise Chen Jingyang would get more and more excited, so he avoided answering and instead asked, "What time is your flight tomorrow?"

"8:30 in the morning."

Zhang Pengfei checked the time: "Go to sleep, I want to hear you snore."

Chen Jingyang smiled, put his mouth to the microphone, and his voice was husky, like willow catkins brushing against your face in spring, irresistibly alluring: "Didn't you think of anything else?"

There was another rustling sound on the phone; Zhang Pengfei had obviously turned over again. His voice was hot and scalding, as if it had been smoked by fire: "Waiting for you to come back."

Chen Jingyang took a deep breath, as if he could smell the other person's scent through the phone: "Baby, I want to go back now!"

Zhang Pengfei chuckled softly: "Stop fooling around, go to sleep, solving the problem is the priority."

Chen Jingyang put on his headphones, lay on his back, closed his eyes, and tried to squeeze out some freebies: "What should I do if I can't sleep? You have to comfort me."

"Hoo!" Zhang Pengfei exhaled a short breath and laughed, "Then I'll read you the law. It's especially good for helping you sleep; I've personally tested it and it works."

"Okay." Chen Jingyang rolled over. "Anything is fine, as long as it's your voice."

At six o'clock in the morning, before Lin Zheyan could call to urge him, Chen Jingyang woke up on his own. He went back to room 7005, took a quick shower, changed his clothes, and the two headed straight for the airport.

After getting off the plane and having a quick lunch, he went into the data center with the Stanley team.

Steven from Stanley Morgan pointed to the significantly lower-than-expected computing power utilization rate displayed on the large screen, his brow furrowed, and his tone hardened: "Yang, it's very serious. We need you to solve the problem in 3 days, or we will end the partnership and seek compensation!"

Three days is a tight schedule, but it's enough for Chen Jingyang to conduct code-level debugging and performance analysis.

However, after three days, he noticed some anomalies based solely on his top-notch technical intuition, such as "abnormally low cache hit rate" and "huge fluctuations in memory bandwidth utilization".

However, these signs are too basic and too vague to directly point to the root cause, and the problem still exists!

"How could this be?! This is impossible! It doesn't make any sense logically!"

Chen Jingyang ran his fingers through his hair, and for the first time ever, he panicked!

"Engineer Li, you take a team and use the most basic method—the same code—to test on different chips and see what results you get!"

Engineer Li immediately followed the instructions, but the result was still as unpredictable as the problem they were facing now!

"This...!" Chen Jingyang's brows furrowed into a knot, and a thought suddenly flashed into his mind uncontrollably: Could it be that there's something wrong with Zenti's chip?!