Just as the chubby chief engineer’s heart tightened, fearing the expert might be too rough.
Qin Xin deftly turned the robot’s ear and skillfully adjusted a small switch behind the robot’s ear.
Then, there was a series of "ka-ka-ka..." gear sounds.
The robot ejected so jamd fragnts.
"It’s just a paper jam. A little cleaning will fix it. During regular maintenance, rember to apply more lubricant to the master switch near the ear."
Qin Xin casually picked up a few pieces of paper and wrote diagnoses and reminders on them.
The chubby chief engineer was left dumbfounded.
Good heavens, it’s just a minor issue like a copier jamming paper?
The expert is indeed an expert; what seed an insurmountable problem for them was solved in re seconds by the expert.
The thod of solving the issue and the skilled operation made it seem like she had designed the robot herself.
It was indeed a wise choice to seek help today.
"Expert, I’m so grateful to you. The Young Master will be very pleased to use this machine again. Please have so tea and wait a bit, the Young Master will be back soon. Last ti he didn’t have the chance to et you..."
However.
Before the chubby chief engineer could finish, Qin Xin had already strode out the door.
The chubby chief engineer wanted to shalessly retain her but didn’t dare, especially since last ti the expert had broken through the group’s firewall, which was no joke. He wouldn’t dare make the expert unhappy again.
He could only watch, with sowhat longing eyes, as Qin Xin’s silhouette disappeared into the elevator, sighing, "We’re all techies, but why is there such a big difference between people..."
Qin Xin returned to Nalan Ye Jue’s office.
She spread out a few pieces of the shredded paper in her hand, examining them closely.
"Top ten tricks for n in love?"
"First trick, when a woman says she doesn’t want it, she actually does?"
"Second trick, capturing a woman’s heart starts with her stomach."
"Third trick, the way to a woman’s inner heart is through her..."
There were so papers jamd in the robot, but most were shredded, only a few pieces remained, and the text stopped here.
Even without the rest of the text, it’s still faintly discernible what kind of docunt this is.
A docunt about dating???
Mr. Nalan looking at such a docunt???
Qin Xin was truly amazed, and she rested her chin in her hand, pondering.
==
President Mansion Office.
At each end of the large conference table, only two people were seated.
All secretaries and attendants were kept outside.
President Jun raised his hand, and his subordinate also removed the office video surveillance.
In the silence, President Jun pursed his lips, wanted to speak but sighed instead, unsure of where to begin.
Nalan Ye Jue glanced at his watch.
Qin Xin should have finished school by now, probably riding in Lu Yi’s car on her way ho.
He didn’t want to keep the woman waiting too long.
He spoke mildly, "I thought there was an urgent national matter requiring the Nalan Group’s assistance, so I rushed over. If President Jun has nothing to say, then sorry, I have to go ho and cook."
President Jun coughed, "Mr. Nalan, you must be kidding. Soone like you wouldn’t be cooking."
Nalan Ye Jue said, "Cooking for family is an enjoynt. However, I suppose President Jun didn’t co to talk about cooking, right?"
President Jun coughed again.
In his mind, he recalled the scene of his daughter, Jun Ruyi, asking him for a favor today.
He had always known his daughter was interested in Mr. Nalan, otherwise she wouldn’t have joined the Nalan Group as a small director right after graduation.
However, he had never tried to interfere with his children’s emotions before and preferred to let things happen naturally.
But last night, his daughter grasped his hand, her eyes determined, and said that she would marry no one but Nalan Ye Jue.
As an old father, even if such a forced marriage goes against his principles, for his daughter’s happiness, he just has to try, right?
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