Jiang Xinyue was incredibly fast. Just three days after the visit to the Honghe Botanical Garden, he had already completed tasks such as familiarizing himself with the work process, handing over the "Magic Shadow" project, and submitting his pre-employment medical examination report. His efficiency was outrageous.
"Knock knock knock—"
Jiang Xinyue knocked on the door of Zhang Cang's office. As soon as she entered, she smelled a faint sandalwood scent, which came from the lounge next to the office.
Zhang Cang was holding three incense sticks and offering prayers to a piece of redwood. Upon seeing him, he swiftly blew out the incense with lightning speed, awkwardly greeting him while wiping his hands with a damp tissue.
"Mr. Jiang, your speed is simply amazing. Have you brought your wife and child over? Should the company send someone to pick them up? Company executives are eligible to apply for villas in Honghe Science and Technology Innovation Park. The transportation there is convenient, and the infrastructure is even better than some high-end residential areas. It's also convenient for the children to go to and from school."
"My child's school registration hasn't been transferred yet. My wife is staying in Beijing to handle it. She'll fly over once it's done. Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Zhang. I'll go and inquire about the application process later."
Jiang Xinyue looked away from the three incense sticks, not finding it particularly strange. After all, there are all sorts of people in the entertainment industry, and many of them are superstitious. He had even met an investor who insisted on climbing Mount Tai to consult a fortune teller before filming began.
Burning incense in the office is obviously not a serious little quirk.
"Hehe, just a little hobby, a little hobby."
Zhang Cang's face stiffened, afraid that the other party would see what he had just been worshipping, and then he changed the subject:
"Since we'll be colleagues from now on, we should take care of each other. The 'Shadow of the Demon' project is actually a creative concept that Mr. Ren mentioned before. I believe you've seen the materials. However, since the project team was established not long ago, we may have to trouble Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Xinyue sat down on the sofa where guests were being entertained, opened the folder in her hand, and nodded:
“I understand. President Ren is willing to entrust such a large project to me alone, so I certainly cannot let her down. As for manpower, I am not worried. I heard that the company’s acquisition of Dadi Pictures and Nianlun Pictures went quite smoothly. I can integrate the resources of these two companies, retain the company system of Nianlun Pictures, and explore the development potential of Dadi Pictures. Of course, I also plan to take advantage of the autumn recruitment of college students to find more technical talents, after all, the progress of the ‘Magic Shadow’ project will require subsequent development.”
How long has it been, and this guy has already figured out the progress of the company's acquisition project?
A sense of crisis rose in Zhang Cang's heart.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Jiang Xinyue revealed the real purpose of her visit:
"By the way, I heard from Xiao Fang in the project team that the 'Magic Shadow' software has a preliminary model, but only a few companies in the whole company have the right to enter the laboratory to view it. Since you are now in charge of this project, I would like to visit the first generation of 'Magic Shadow' software first. What do you think, Mr. Zhang?"
"Of course you can. You're the project leader now. You can just take your card to the lab later to update your permissions. Oh, I happen to be free right now, so I'll go with you."
Zhang Cang closed the file, his gaze towards Jiang Xinyue filled with sparks.
The other side came on strong, but he was no pushover either. In the end, it was still uncertain who would be the boss's most capable deputy!
Jiang Xinyue: "..."
Isn't he just trying to take over the project?
As for looking at him with the same eyes that would dig up his ancestral graves?
Could it be that the other person burned incense and went crazy?
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...
"Buzz—click..."
The futuristic, silver-white elevator descended at a steady pace, the number "1" on the floor display panel changing to "-21". However, the two people riding in the elevator didn't experience any jolting or dizziness. Almost instantly, the elevator doors opened with a "ding," revealing the building below.
The first thing you see is a striking pure white and a vast expanse of lush, vibrant green. Each laboratory is separated by reinforced, ultra-hard transparent glass, and countless unidentified plants of various shapes and appearances are planted inside. Even through the frosted glass, you can see their intense and vigorous vitality.
Staff members dressed in white lab coats moved through the corridors of several laboratories. Each person wore a silver-white lab coat, but they all seemed tireless.
The elderly man, with his white hair and radiant spirit, was flipping through a tablet in his hand while giving instructions to the person next to him:
"Xiao Liu, send me the data from the 72nd experiment. Remember to perform bio-sterilization on TG Experiment Box No. 109, complete the basic experimental work, and leave the rest to the plants..."
The composed middle-aged woman's dark circles under her eyes indicate she hasn't had a proper rest in a long time, yet she's still concerned about the progress of her experiment.
"Notify the entire DT project team to attend a meeting in the conference room. I need all the data, all of it. Don't talk to me about permissions. If you don't have the permissions, then apply for them. If you don't have enough manpower, then hire more. Fortunately, all my graduate students are at the university. Let them come and help cultivate the experimental strains."
A young man, who looked inexperienced, ran along carrying experimental data.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhh, farmers have no future, hahahahahaha! Everyone, join me in cultivating the Yao Grass, let's all die together, waaaaaahhhhhh!"
There were also unkempt, energetic young women, still half-asleep, running towards the lab in slippers:
"Holy crap! I already said the culture medium error can't exceed one-thousandth, you bunch of incompetent teammates, get out of my way!"
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