Lin Ziyan was stunned. This system was later popularized in China, but many foreign shipping companies were unable to use it.
It turns out it was his investment in research and development…
"Your major in college was information technology?" Lin Ziyan guessed.
When he asked that question, Lin Ziyan didn't take it too seriously.
"Hmm." Lu Yunshen rarely saw her show a surprised expression.
He leaned against the deck railing, his eyes sparkling like fireworks, scattering tiny rays of light.
The fluttering in my heart seemed uncontrollable, constantly drawing me in.
"This technology can be used in the modification of the S cargo ship," Lin Ziyan said with a faint smile after glancing at him.
She flipped to the back of the document, where there were many technical explanations, and raised an eyebrow.
"Are you planning to use this to convince me?"
Lu Yun Shen nodded, surprised that he didn't need to say anything more.
Even Yang Yanzhou didn't have a high opinion of this system.
Lin Ziyan looked at the man in front of her.
He had sharp, sword-like eyebrows, thin lips, a delicate jawline, and dark eyes that often held a piercing gaze.
She thought about it for a moment, and realized that the original owner of this body had never dared to look him directly in the eye.
Light honey-colored skin, strong and powerful arm muscles...
She thought to herself, "The director really has a knack for matching my aesthetic sense."
Moreover, chatting with him is very relaxing.
"Have you seen enough?" Lu Yun Shen's eyes were dark and bright, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved.
His prominent Adam's apple slid slowly, and his ears turned slightly red, betraying his unease.
Lin Ziyan took two steps forward. "Nervous?"
Lu Yunshen was stunned for a moment. At this moment, he felt that Lin Ziyan was like a fox, bewitching him.
"No..." he said, trying to sound calm, but his eyes clearly flickered.
Lu Yunshen couldn't understand how a person could change so much.
She was bold, frank, and made no attempt to hide her attraction to his appearance.
"I'm a little nervous," Lin Ziyan said casually.
Her face remained expressionless, but her heart was beating much faster.
It's okay to admire handsome men, but now I just can't seem to ignore his gaze.
Like the look in his eyes... the silky texture...
“I couldn’t tell,” Lu Yunshen said, holding her hand and looking into her eyes with a smile.
His eyes were naturally long and narrow at the corners, with an upward curve like a hook.
Lin Ziyan looked down at her wrapped hand, feeling a tingling sensation as electricity surged through her skin.
She looked up, her thick eyelashes fluttering, her bright black eyes reflecting his face.
"It seems like you're at a disadvantage if you don't make it public," Lin Ziyan said with a smile.
Lu Yunshen felt a pang in his heart, and a wave of sweetness washed over him.
This feeling is even more alluring than a flutter of the heart...
Lin Ziyan lightly traced the tip of her finger across his burning palm, looking down at his well-defined fingers.
She thought it would be difficult to hold hands with a man, but it turned out to be so easy.
Sure enough, what she said on dating shows before was somewhat of a reliable source of information; it was all based on intuition.
"Not bad." A faint sweet fragrance kept wafting into Lu Yunshen's nose.
His palms were itchy, making his throat feel numb.
He held her soft hand...
"Not bad," Lin Ziyan suddenly said.
"Is that so?" Lu Yunshen asked, but he remained very composed.
Without asking anything, he knew she was right; she was dating.
Lu Yun Shen looked down and saw her sly gaze. He thought to himself, "The road to love is long, and I never thought I'd have to rely on my looks to charm the girl in front of me first."
…
For the next few days, Lin Ziyan spent almost all her time running back and forth between the seafood market and the shipyard.
One day,
She braked suddenly as she rode her bicycle past a fenced-off shed.
The chubby girl followed behind her and also stopped.
"Smack..."
The plastic advertising tarpaulin surrounding the tent was blown down by the wind, revealing the already constructed roof.
Lin Ziyan propped her bicycle up under the shade of a tree and stood there watching for a while.
The structure and design are completely copied from the seafood market they run.
She turned to look at the other side, and her lips twitched.
Is this a prelude to attacking an adversary?
"Ayan, how come there's such a similar market here? Did you secretly build an extra one?"
"No," Lin Ziyan said calmly.
She stared at the roof for a while, then her eyes flickered as she thought of the typhoon her teacher's wife had mentioned last time.
The chubby girl rushed inside, glanced inside, and burst into a rage, yelling, "It's a complete copy! Unbelievable..."
Lin Ziyan ignored what she said afterward, which was basically a scathing attack on the other person's ancestors.
When she was selling lemonade at the port, she had thought that someone would imitate her.
Unexpectedly, the model imitated was a seafood market.
"Let's go back and tidy up the things in the yard." Lin Ziyan got on her bicycle.
She is now more worried about the typhoon's intensity.
The teacher's wife said it would be the strongest typhoon in recent years; she wondered just how strong it would be.
Fortunately, the wooden frame of the house has already been removed, otherwise I was really afraid they would all fly away.
Lin Ziyan had seen pigs fly in the sky before when she was watching videos, and she hoped that this time it wouldn't be so...intense.
"Ah Yan, aren't you angry?"
"And they opened right across from our seafood market..." the chubby girl said indignantly as she rode up beside her.
The weather was already a bit chilly, and she was wearing a white floral shirt, but her forehead was sweating.
Her red cheeks were clearly flushed with anger...
Lin Ziyan looked at the sea; dark clouds were constantly descending and were about to press down on the sea.
What can you do?
"If we can open a seafood market, so can others," Lin Ziyan said with a faint smile.
As for who can stay in business for a long time, that depends on their own abilities.
She doesn't mind being imitated, as long as it's healthy competition.
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