Just as she tried to use the favorability rating on the system panel to measure the "submission" of these people to her, wasn't that just another form of self-deception?
"What's wrong?" Xie Zhecheng caught up and noticed that she didn't look well.
“It’s nothing,” Yu Jiuyuan shook her head. “I just find these robots very noisy.”
Her gaze fell on the entrance to the exhibition area, and then she suddenly stopped.
Su Mingyu was standing there, holding a cup of coffee, looking at her with a half-smile, his eyes filled with undisguised inquiry.
Seeing that she had noticed him, Su Mingyu raised his coffee cup and gestured towards her, then turned and walked into the nearby rest area.
"It's that guy surnamed Su again." Lin Yanran also saw him, and her tone instantly turned hostile. "Is he deliberately following us?"
"Maybe." Yu Jiuyuan's tone was indifferent. "But it doesn't matter. He's just a clown. He can't cause any trouble."
Even so, she became more vigilant.
Su Mingyu's repeated appearances in front of her were definitely not just about discussing Lingxi AI.
What exactly does he want? Is he testing her relationship with Rong Shenghan? Or does he want to achieve some other goal through her?
"Should I go and chase him away?" Lin Yanran rubbed her hands together, looking ready to take action at any moment.
“No need.” Yu Jiuyuan pressed down on his shoulder, her fingertips applying just the right amount of pressure. “Don’t fall for his trick. He’s just trying to provoke us so he can find something to use against us.”
Lin Yanran paused, looking at her calm profile, and suddenly realized that his reaction just now had indeed been somewhat impulsive. He nodded: "So what do we do now?"
"Do what needs to be done." Yu Jiuyuan released her hand, her tone returning to calm. "Continue looking at the exhibition."
She turned and walked to the next booth, her back straight, as if she weren't the one whose secret had just been revealed by the robot.
Xie Zhecheng watched her retreating figure, then glanced in the direction of the rest area, his brows furrowing slightly.
He took out his phone and sent a message to his assistant: Check Su Mingyu's recent whereabouts, especially those related to Rong Shenghan.
There are some things that Yu Jiuyuan doesn't want to talk about, but he can find out for himself.
The smart healthcare exhibition area was relatively quiet.
Yu Jiuyuan stood in front of a remote surgical simulator, watching the simulated heart bypass surgery process on the screen with focused eyes.
"The system's latency is controlled within 0.3 seconds, and the error is no more than 0.5 millimeters," Xie Zhecheng explained to her. "The medical company under the Xie Group participated in the research and development."
"Well done." Yu Jiuyuan sincerely praised, "The most crucial aspects of remote surgery are accuracy and real-time performance, and your system has almost achieved perfection."
Hearing her praise, Xie Zhecheng's ears turned slightly red: "It's still in the testing phase, it's not as good as you say."
“That’s already very good.” Yu Jiuyuan looked at him with genuine appreciation in her eyes. “Xie Zhecheng, you’re amazing.”
This was the first time she had called him by his name directly, and her tone lacked the usual teasing or aloofness, only pure affirmation.
Xie Zhecheng's heart skipped a beat. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.
He looked into Yu Jiuyuan's eyes, those eyes that were always filled with calculation and indifference, now clearly reflecting his image, like two clear springs, making him unable to resist drowning in them.
At this moment, the favorability rating of 77 seems to have quietly loosened and is showing signs of rising.
Lin Yanran stood not far away, watching the subtle atmosphere between the two, and felt inexplicably irritated.
He took out his phone and started snapping pictures of the exhibits haphazardly, without even knowing what he was photographing.
For the first time, he felt that this AI exhibition seemed unusually long.
At 4 p.m., the exhibition was drawing to a close.
Yu Jiuyuan stood at the entrance of the exhibition hall, watching the crowd gradually disperse, and took out her phone to check the time.
Rong Shenghan said he would come back soon, I wonder if he has arrived home yet.
The thought had barely crossed her mind when she suppressed it.
Why would she suddenly think of Rong Shenghan?
She put away her phone and said to Xie Zhecheng and Lin Yanran, "That's enough for today. I'll have the driver pick us up."
"I'll take you home," Xie Zhecheng said immediately. "It's on my way."
"No need, I can go back by myself," Yu Jiuyuan politely declined. "You should all go back and rest early too."
“My dad asked me to report to you about the student council, we can talk on the way here,” Lin Yanran immediately chimed in, her tone firm and leaving no room for refusal.
Yu Jiuyuan looked at the two of them and suddenly smiled: "You two are quite in sync today."
Xie Zhecheng and Lin Yanran exchanged a glance, both seeing unease in each other's eyes, and then simultaneously turned their faces away.
Looking at their expressions, Yu Jiuyuan's irritation suddenly disappeared.
She shook her head: "Alright, then I'll trouble you to give us a ride, Young Master Xie."
As the car drove away from the exhibition hall, Yu Jiuyuan looked back once.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the glass curtain wall of the exhibition hall, reflecting a dazzling light.
This AI exhibition may seem calm on the surface, but there are undercurrents beneath.
Su Mingyu's appearance, the robot's words, Xie Zhecheng's probing, Lin Yanran's protection... all stirred ripples in her heart like pebbles thrown into a lake.
And Rong Shenghan, this man who is always shrouded in mystery, how many secrets does he still hide?
Yu Jiuyuan watched the scenery rushing past the window, her eyes gradually turning cold.
It doesn't matter what secrets he's hiding.
She is Yu Jiuyuan, the one in charge.
Any piece that tries to escape her control will be severely punished.
Including Rong Shenghan.
The car started its journey home, and the carriage was quiet.
Only the sound of the wind outside the window tells the untold story of the undercurrents that have been brewing during this winter break.
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