The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

The corridor was brightly lit, but the shadow in Xu Jing's heart slowly grew.

During the meeting just now, she tried her best to appear professional and appropriate, and even took the initiative to greet Fu Hua.

It's precisely to avoid giving others ammunition to criticize.

Grandpa is right, Xie Ci likes independent and clear-headed girls like Fu Hua.

She can no longer be as aggressive as before.

But that doesn't mean she's going to give up.

From childhood to adulthood, Xu Jing has never failed to get what she wanted.

Xie Ci was someone she had chosen.

No matter how much Grandpa tried to persuade me, no matter what Xie Ci thought now,

She will never let go.

Whether it's fighting or grabbing,

She had to get the thank-you speech, no matter what methods she used.

Reaching the top of the stairs, Xu Jing stopped, took out a small mirror from her military uniform pocket, and carefully examined her face.

Her makeup was exquisite, her expression was appropriate, everything was perfect.

She put away the mirror, took a deep breath, and smiled again.

The road ahead is long.

She has plenty of opportunities.

At this moment, on the second floor of the cafeteria, Fu Hua and Lu Xingzhou sat facing each other.

Before the stir-fry even arrived, Lu Xingzhou had already opened his notebook.

The page was covered with formulas and explanations.

"Fu Hua, look here."

He pointed to one section, "I actually tried a similar approach to the non-linear encryption algorithm you proposed, but I got stuck on real-time performance..."

Fu Hua leaned over to look, her eyes focused.

Their heads were very close together, and Lu Xingzhou could smell the faint scent of osmanthus from her hair.

It smells like shampoo, sweet and refreshing without being cloying.

His heart skipped a beat, but he quickly calmed it down and brought his attention back to the technical issues.

After listening to his question, Fu Hua thought for a few seconds.

He quickly wrote a few lines on a piece of paper: "This can be optimized. Using this iterative algorithm, the computational load can be reduced by 40%, which should meet the real-time requirements."

Lu Xingzhou looked at the few lines of simple and elegant formulas.

His eyes lit up: "Brilliant! How come I didn't think of that!"

He was her teacher, and she was his student.

After a few months apart, their identities have been completely reversed.

He had anticipated this.

She's a naturally gifted athlete!

"Your previous direction wasn't wrong, it just lacked this shift."

Fu Hua put down her pen. "Brother Xingzhou, your experience is invaluable. I still need to learn more from you about signal attenuation in the wild."

She spoke very sincerely, without a trace of feigned modesty.

There was no excessive enthusiasm either.

It was purely a technical exchange.

Looking at her serious profile, Lu Xingzhou felt that flutter in his heart resurface.

He had heard from Songchuan that someone was pursuing Fu Hua.

The other party was a soldier, young, and held a higher rank than Song Chuan.

so what?

He is confident!

If we could have acted sooner, no one else would have had a chance.

Lu Xingzhou quickly composed himself and nodded: "We can learn from each other. I'm really looking forward to this project."

The dishes are here.

The two chatted as they ate, discussing everything from algorithms to hardware.

The conversation moved from technology to future development directions.

Lu Xingzhou discovered that Fu Hua not only had solid professional knowledge, but also a broad perspective.

Many of their ideas were even ahead of their time.

Sure enough, gold will never be buried.

A girl like that...

How could anyone not be tempted?

He lowered his head and ate his rice, concealing the complex emotions in his eyes.

After the meal, the two parted ways.

Fu Hua returned to the lab, while Lu Xingzhou settled into his dormitory.

Walking along the sycamore-lined path on campus, he looked up at the sky.

The summer sky is azure, and white clouds drift lazily by.

He remembered what his grandfather had told him: "Xingzhou, that girl is beautiful and has a generous personality. If you're interested, you should act sooner rather than later. Don't wait until she's with someone else and then regret it."

He didn't think much of it at the time.

Now that I've seen him, I understand the appreciation and pity in my grandfather's tone.

Girls like this are truly rare.

Lu Xingzhou smiled and quickened his pace.

The project lasts six months.

The time was neither long nor short.

To know someone well enough, and enough... for some stories to unfold.

And he was really looking forward to it.

…………

Time flies when you're on a project team; a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Fu Hua is extremely busy, her life revolving around the lab, project team, and classroom.

Sometimes I really don't even have time to eat.

If it weren't for the spiritual spring water, even an iron body couldn't withstand such treatment.

Her physical condition is excellent; she doesn't even catch a minor cold.

That afternoon, Zhang Wen came to the research station to find her, carrying a thermos.

The two sat down in the lounge, and Zhang Wen opened the lid, releasing a rich aroma of chicken soup.

"Huahua, this is stewed by my mom. She stewed it for more than two hours. It smells so good. As soon as it came out of the pot, she put it in a thermos. You should try it."

Zhang Wen smiled and handed her a spoon, saying, "You've lost weight, you must be very tired?"

"I'm alright, I'm in pretty good spirits."

Fu Hua took the soup bowl and smiled brightly.

Seeing that Fu Hua's complexion was rosy and her eyes were bright, Zhang Wen felt relieved.

"Eat more."

"Okay, please thank Auntie for me."

Fu Hua, while eating a chicken leg, glanced sideways and asked, "By the way, how's everything at home?"

"The debt has been paid off."

Zhang Wen lowered her voice, her eyes shining, "My dad also took a leave of absence from his job and left for Guangzhou the day before yesterday. Using the address and contact information you gave me, we've already finalized the first batch of goods."

Before leaving, he remarked, "The plan you provided was so detailed; you even wrote down how to negotiate prices with wholesalers."

Fu Hua took a sip of the soup; it tasted delicious.

It was the familiar Zhang's mother's cooking: "It's good that everything goes smoothly. Tell your uncle to be careful and not to trust others too easily."

"Don't worry, my uncle is with me; he's in business too."

As Zhang Wen spoke, she took out a small piece of paper from her bag.

"By the way, the phone number you left before, the one for the tutor surnamed Ji, and the foreign dance master, Cecchetti, called my house yesterday, saying they were looking for you."

I had them call the research station, but they said you weren't there. So they asked me to tell you that they're returning to China in a little over two months and have a performance to give, and they'd like you to attend.

Fu Hua took the note, which was written in Zhang Wen's neat handwriting: Ji Xian and Chekaty will be returning to China in August for a performance at the National Centre for the Performing Arts. You are invited to attend.

When the two masters asked for her contact information, she didn't have a phone yet.

Now that we have a phone at home, I'll call them back another day.

"Okay, I understand."

She put the note away, mentally calculating that the project should be almost finished.

Going to the show tonight should be fine.

The two chatted for a while longer, but Zhang Wen had to go back to study and left in a hurry.

After Fu Hua finished her soup, she tidied up the thermos.

I had just returned to the lab when the phone rang.

This is a thank-you speech.

"Fu, are you free tonight?"

His voice, tinged with laughter, came through the receiver.

"I managed to get two movie tickets for 'Dream Lover,' which I heard is really good."

Fu Hua glanced at the experiment schedule: "Tonight won't work, the data simulation needs to run all night, let's do it tomorrow."

"it is good."

Xie Ci paused for a moment, then said, "I'll pick you up tomorrow. Oh, by the way, my mom asked again when I'm taking you home for dinner. I told her I'll wait until the project is finished."

"Yes, I promised Auntie, I'll definitely go."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Hua felt a slight stirring in her heart.

Xie Ci has been busy lately, but he still shows up at the apartment every few days.

Sometimes I sit for half an hour, sometimes I only stay for ten minutes.

They always bring delicious food when they come, sometimes it's a new snack from the cafeteria.

Sometimes he learns to cook the dishes himself.

The two didn't talk much, but their tacit companionship was reassuring.

They agreed to have dinner together at the Xie family's house after the first phase of the project was completed.