novelraw Chapter 0148 Su Qing's Difficulties
Chapter 0148 Su Qing's Difficulties
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
Limitless Building, Conference Room 1.
The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
The conference table was filled with core members of the project team.
Jiang Ci is in the main seat.
On the left is Wen Ning, the "special art consultant" who has just signed a contract and officially started her job.
Sitting opposite Wen Ning was Su Qing, the CTO, who had just returned from a business trip and looked travel-worn.
Su Qing was wearing a sharply tailored white suit, and her hair was neatly pinned up at the back of her head.
She held a freshly printed copy of Wen Ning's employment document in her hand, her face as cold as ice.
"General Manager Jiang."
Su Qing didn't look at Wen Ning, but stared directly at Jiang Ci, her tone sharp and undisguised.
"I heard about the appointment as soon as I got off the plane."
"Muse is our core business project this year, with an investment of tens of millions of dollars. It's not for charity."
She threw the documents on the table.
"If you're doing this to promote your ex-girlfriend or to make up for some personal relationship issues, as the CTO, I strongly oppose it."
"Limitless doesn't support idlers, much less—"
She paused, her gaze sweeping across Wen Ning's face like a knife.
"Not only is it useless, but it's also a time bomb with a 'criminal record'."
The meeting room was completely silent.
Everyone kept their heads down, not daring to participate in this battle of the gods.
Everyone knows how Wen Ning "abandoned" Jiang Ci three years ago, so Su Qing's hostility is perfectly reasonable in the eyes of the veteran employees.
Jiang Ci leaned back in his chair.
He was twirling a fountain pen in his hand.
Faced with Su Qing's questioning, he did not get angry, but simply said:
"Su Qing, take a look at the plan first."
"I'm looking for partners, not trouble. Wen Ning lets his work speak for itself."
"work?"
Su Qing gave a cold laugh.
"Alright, then I'll see what this so-called painter has to offer."
……
Ten minutes later.
The first review of the proposals has officially begun.
Wen Ning stood up.
She projected the first draft concept art, which she had worked on overnight, onto the big screen.
Those were several hand-drawn sketches, with bold use of color and full of artistic imagination, aiming to break the rigidity of AI-generated images.
"My idea is to teach AI to 'breathe'."
Wen Ning tried her best to keep her voice steady.
"Simulating human emotional changes through the flow of light and shadow..."
"stop."
Su Qing suddenly interrupted her.
Wen Ning paused for a moment and looked at Su Qing.
Su Qing was holding several printed sketches in her hand.
She didn't even finish flipping through the pages; she only read the first page.
then.
In front of everyone.
"Snapped!"
A crisp sound.
Su Qing slammed the thick document heavily onto the conference table.
The paper slid a long way and almost fell to the ground.
"Is this your solution?"
Su Qing leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, her eyes filled with undisguised disappointment and contempt.
"Too emotional."
"It makes no sense."
"It has virtually no practical applicability."
She pointed at the image on the screen, her tone aggressive:
"Ms. Wen, what we do is AI algorithms, it's code, it's 0s and 1s."
"What we need are precise parameters, an executable model, and a sense of technology."
"Instead of someone like you..."
She gave a cold laugh.
"Artistic fantasies that are merely wishful thinking."
"Breathing? Emotions?"
"How can a computer recognize or quantify something so ethereal and intangible?"
"Do you want programmers to write poetry based on your drawings?"
Su Qing stood up, placed her hands on the table, and stared at Wen Ning with an extremely imposing gaze.
"Redo it."
"If this is your level, then I advise you not to waste everyone's time."
"If you can't handle it, then get out."
That's too harsh a statement.
They practically trampled Wen Ning's professional dignity underfoot.
The atmosphere in the meeting room was extremely awkward. Zhang Annian tried to smooth things over, but Su Qing glared at him and shut him up.
Everyone looked at Wen Ning.
Wait and see this once pampered young lady run out crying, or beg President Jiang for help.
however.
not at all.
Wen Ning stood still.
Her hand gripped the laser pointer tightly, her knuckles turning white.
Although his face was somewhat pale, his eyes did not dodge.
She looked at the documents on the floor.
That was the culmination of three sleepless nights of hard work.
Su Qing dismissed it with a single sentence.
Are you feeling wronged?
Of course I feel wronged.
Su Qing didn't even listen to her whole statement before sentencing her to death simply because of prejudice.
but.
Wen Ning took a deep breath.
She forced back the tears welling up in her eyes.
She bent down.
In complete silence.
He picked up the scattered documents one by one.
Organized.
I held her in my arms again.
then.
She raised her head and looked directly into Su Qing's aggressive eyes.
There was no crying or fussing.
The voice was surprisingly calm.
"it is good."
Wen Ning said.
"I'll change it."
She opened her notebook, took out a pen, and adopted a posture of listening attentively.
"Mr. Su is right. I don't understand technology, and that's my weakness."
"Since you think it's illogical and impractical."
"Then please list the specific technical parameters and requirements now, Mr. Su."
"What can be done, what cannot be done, and where are the boundaries of data?"
Wen Ning looked at Su Qing with clear and firm eyes.
"If you can provide it, I can draw it."
"I will revise it until you are satisfied."
Su Qing was stunned.
She hadn't expected Wen Ning to react this way.
No whining, no complaining, but... a head-on confrontation?
Jiang Ci sat in the main seat.
He remained silent.
His fingers tapped lightly on the table.
Watching Wen Ning bend down to pick up the documents, and seeing her restrained yet stubborn demeanor when faced with difficulties.
He really wanted to get angry.
He wanted to kick Su Qing out immediately and tell everyone, "Whatever she draws is what she is."
But he held back.
Because he saw the light in Wen Ning's eyes.
That was the light that wanted to prove itself.
She doesn't need his protection.
What she needs is a battlefield, a battlefield where she can stand up again.
If he intervenes now, Wen Ning will forever remain "Jiang Ci's girlfriend," not "business partner."
Jiang Ci looked away, suppressing the heartache in her heart.
He picked up his water glass and took a sip.
He concealed the smile on his lips.
"Since Advisor Wen has said so..."
Jiang Ci spoke calmly, breaking the deadlock.
"Su Qing, provide the parameters."
"I want to see a new plan next Monday."
Su Qing gave Wen Ning a deep look.
"it is good."
She sat down.
"As long as you can keep up with my pace."
A war without gunfire.
The event quietly began in the conference room.