Chapter 372 The Amnesiac Girl Who Was ‘Hated’ by Her Five Ex-Boyfriends (30)
Qi Yushen quickly opened his tablet and brought up the holographic projection. He used ruby as an example.
The dazzling ruby was suspended and rotating between the two people, and each facet cast light and shadow with precision, and one could even see the naturally formed inclusions inside the gem.
"The real-time rendering engine can adjust the display angle based on the focal length of the client's pupils," he said in a seductively low voice, his warm breath brushing against her ear. "Just like now, it knows how to present you with the most perfect cross-section."
"and--"
The lights in the office suddenly dimmed, and the display screen on the wall automatically lit up, with a dense waterfall of data pouring down.
"We at Shenqing have also built a consumer behavior prediction model," Qi Yushen manipulated a laser pointer, a red dot of light dancing on the screen. "By analyzing the social data of tens of millions of high-net-worth individuals worldwide, we can accurately predict trends in various industries—"
It is a hot commodity in the eyes of all companies.
Qi Yushen turned his head to look at Qingwu, his eyes behind the lenses burning almost scorching hot.
Qing Wu was now concentrating on gazing at the light flowing in the holographic projection, her eyes sparkling with amazement and curiosity.
I have to say that this technology is indeed subversive, and the visual effects it presents are shocking.
Seeing Qingwu's obviously moved eyes, Qi Yushen smiled secretly in his heart.
His Adam's apple rolled slightly under the cold-gleaming tie, as if he was suppressing some impulse.
His gaze was like a vine wrapped around Qingwu, following her drooping hair and slowly winding to the hollow of her collarbone.
Qi Yushen stretched out his hand to support the armrest of the sofa, trapping Qingwu between himself and the leather backrest. His action seemed casual, but it cleverly brought the two of them closer.
The cuffs of his suit slipped slightly due to this action, revealing the cold and hard mechanical watch on his wrist.
The ticking of the second hand was particularly clear in the silent air, intertwined with the slightly rapid breathing of the two people, as if weaving an impenetrable net.
"It's just that, Awu," Qi Yushen's voice was wrapped in a hot breath, with an imperceptible tremor at the end, "you have to give me some rewards too."
"Before, you would reward me when I did well."
So one of his favorite things in the past was to help Qingwu solve various problems.
Whether it was her projects, studies, or the trivial issues in life, he never got tired of it.
He liked to see Qingwu looking at him with eyes full of admiration, as if he were an omnipotent hero;
I also like to see the joy and satisfaction in her eyes when a problem is successfully solved.
What he liked most was that after every problem was solved, he would ask for a reward.
That kiss that haunted him day and night.
Memories flooded Qingwu's consciousness like a tide.
In the university laboratory, he worked with tears in his eyes to revise her research report, which eventually won her the national gold medal.
And every time, when Qing Wu tiptoed to kiss the corner of Qi Yushen's mouth, he would stiffen instantly, and then quickly take the initiative and drown her with a passionate kiss.
The same is true this time.
This kiss carried three years of longing and resentment, like a storm sweeping across the wilderness.
Qi Yushen's tongue forcefully pried open her teeth, greedily demanding every inch of her warmth, as if to make up for the time he had missed over the years.
Qing Wu was kissed so hard that she could hardly breathe, but in a trance she heard his vague mumbling: "Don't leave me again..."
Qi Yushen's kiss at this moment was more like the character he had shown before - fierce and persistent.
With the determination to never give up and the enthusiasm to try every possible way.
It was as if his previous gentleness and easy-going nature were just a disguise.
And the madness at this moment is his true face.
However, no matter what he looks like, it doesn't matter to Qingwu anymore.
Because she has achieved her goal.
She didn't mind giving this obedient man some small rewards.
Moreover, she was not wrong.
As time went by, the fragments of her memory gradually pieced together.
Two more.
......
Pei Jinghuai must have looked for Qi Yushen later.
I don't know what the two people did, but they actually achieved a strange harmony.
They even discussed Qingwu's idea of establishing a brand.
Perhaps, it is because the man loves her deeply that he uses the most rational way to weave an airtight protective net and wrap her tightly in it.
After experiencing loss, people often realize that nothing is more important than her safety and happiness.
No one will choose to let go.
Having solved the funding and technical problems, Qingwu also wants to use the celebrity effect to create momentum.
It would be best if a big star who is famous enough wears her jewelry to various events.
......Lu Ran is delusional.
Qingwu also received a call from Lao Chen again.
Old Chen seemed to have found her contact information through some channel and would often call her to complain to her openly or covertly.
Or rather, a request.
Lu Ranwang has been going crazy lately for some reason, always clamoring to hire a jewelry designer to design his styling.
Qingwu also heard the news that he was about to release a new album.
It's a good opportunity.
So, Qingwu came to Lu Ranwang's practice room.
The drizzle hit the floor-to-ceiling windows of the practice room at an angle, blurring and shattering Lu Ranwang's reflection.
The words "VIP Practice Room" on the metal doorplate glowed a faint blue under the cold light, and the faint sound of drums mixed with the scent of sweat and lemon candy hit me in the face.
The moment I opened the door, the heavy bass made my eardrums hurt.
Lu Ranwang's kneeling figure was reflected on the mirrored floor. The metal chain on his black leather jacket made a crisp and rhythmic jingling sound as he adjusted the silver jewelry around his neck.
The strands of hair on Lu Ranwang's forehead were soaked with sweat, sticking tightly to his forehead, and showing a faint layer of moisture under the cold white light.
The sound of footsteps startled the focused man. Lu Ranwang turned around abruptly, his pupils suddenly contracting in the darkness, like a lit flame.
For a moment, the surprise in his eyes almost broke through the guard and irritability in his eyes.
However, the flames only lasted for a moment. The next second, his Adam's apple rolled violently, as if he was trying to swallow something, and he forced the upturned corners of his mouth into a mocking arc.
Lu Ranwang stood up slowly and deliberately pulled at his crooked tie slowly. The metal chain swayed at his collarbone, reflecting a cold light.
As he stood up, the sound of leather jacket rubbing against his body mixed with the strong drumbeats, approaching step by step.
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