novelraw Chapter 0149 I'll Do It Myself
Chapter 0149 I'll Do It Myself
Limitless Building, break room.
This is the hub for company gossip.
Just after lunch break, several female employees from the administration department huddled together, washing their cups while whispering amongst themselves.
"Have you heard? That special consultant has been getting a lot of 'training' from President Su these past few days."
"We saw it a long time ago. You all know President Su's temper; he can't tolerate any nonsense. That Wen Ning was just unlucky to have run into the line of fire."
"What bad luck? You brought it on yourself."
A short-haired girl pouted, her tone sarcastic.
"Doesn't she even know where she is? A top-tier company developing AI algorithms. What can she do besides being a pretty girl?"
"I heard he couldn't even understand the most basic parameter documentation. Yesterday, he was scolded mercilessly by President Su, and he didn't dare to utter a sound."
"Hey, why don't you guys think President Jiang is protecting her this time?"
"What are you protecting? She's just a decorative piece. I guess President Jiang just had a whim. President Su is the pillar of the company; how could President Jiang offend her for an ex-girlfriend?"
"I don't think she'll last more than three days."
"The pile of technical documents that President Su gave us is giving us a headache, let alone an art student like her. She'll probably be leaving in tears tomorrow."
Laughter and whispers mingled with the hum of the coffee machine.
No one noticed that a figure was walking past the entrance to the break room, carrying a thick stack of documents.
Wen Ning stopped in his tracks.
She overheard the conversation inside.
Every word felt like a needle piercing my ear.
In the past, she might have felt wronged and wanted to cry to Jiang Ci.
But now.
She simply tightened her grip on the documents in her arms.
His eyes remained completely still.
She didn't push the door open to argue.
Because she knows that in the workplace, the best way to refute rumors is not through empty words.
It's about strength.
……
It's late at night, 11 p.m.
The top-floor office area of Limitless is empty.
Only one workstation in the corner still had its light on.
Wen Ning lay face down on the table.
There were more than a dozen thick technical documents spread out in front of him, along with two tablet computers.
The screen was filled with densely packed data models and rendering parameters.
"Color threshold... rendering latency..."
Wen Ning bit the pen, her brows furrowed.
She's cramming.
Su Qing did not deliberately make things difficult for her; the parameters she provided were indeed the current limits of the hardware.
To fit the artistic effect she desired into these cold numbers, she had to find that delicate balance.
She had been watching for ten hours straight.
My eyes felt sore and sore, like they were being rubbed with sand, and my neck was so stiff it felt like it was about to break.
"Click".
The glass door to the office was pushed open.
Jiang Ci walked in.
He had just finished an overseas video conference and still looked a little tired.
He was carrying an insulated bag.
He looked at the small figure huddled in the workstation.
My heart skipped a beat.
"Aren't you going to sleep yet?"
Jiang Ci walked over and placed the insulated bag on the table.
He reached out and took the pen from her hand.
Wen Ning was startled.
Raise your head.
Red and swollen eyes are a sign of overuse of the eyes.
His face was pale, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.
"Jiang Ci?"
She rubbed her eyes, her voice a little hoarse.
Why haven't you left yet?
"I'll stay with you."
Jiang Ci pulled out the chair next to him and sat down.
He glanced at the documents on the table covered in markings.
The annotations on it are dense, even more than in the original text.
"Wasn't Su Qing going too far?"
Jiang Ci frowned, his tone turning cold.
"You don't need to understand these underlying logics; you're only responsible for creating the diagrams. She's deliberately setting a barrier for you."
He felt a pang of heartache seeing Wen Ning's haggard appearance.
"Stop looking."
He reached out to close the documents.
"I'll talk to Su Qing. You're a consultant, not a technician, you don't need to suffer like this."
"Don't!"
Wen Ning suddenly grabbed his hand.
Jiang Ci was stunned for a moment.
He looked at Wen Ning.
Wen Ning placed her hand on the back of his hand.
The force wasn't great, but it was exceptionally firm.
Don't go.
She shook her head.
There was no resentment in those eyes, only an almost stubborn determination.
"President Su is right."
Wen Ning said.
"I've read these documents. If I don't understand these parameter limitations, I can't draw a workable diagram."
"What you draw like that is just castles in the air, and it only causes trouble for the technical department."
"But……"
Jiang Ci wanted to say, I'm not afraid of you causing trouble, I can afford to support you causing trouble.
"Jiang Ci."
Wen Ning interrupted him.
She stood up and looked at him intently.
I know you want to protect me.
"But I don't want to hide under your wing forever."
I want to stand by your side.
"Not as a spoiled appendage, nor as a mascot that only spends money."
"I want to be a partner who is worthy of Limitless, and worthy of you."
She pointed to the documents.
"These things are difficult."
"But I can learn."
"If I can't even get past this hurdle, I really don't deserve to stand here."
"I want you to see this."
A smile appeared on Wen Ning's lips, carrying a hint of youthful spirit.
"I'm strong too."
The office was quiet.
The only sound was the faint hum of the central air conditioning.
Jiang Ci looked at her.
Looking at the burning flame in her eyes.
This moment.
He seemed to see the girl from three years ago, walking alone in the snow carrying her drawing board.
That girl who, even when she had nothing, gritted her teeth and refused to accept charity.
His heart trembled violently.
I feel sorry for her.
And proud.
This is the real Wen Ning.
This is the woman he loves to the core, the woman he'd go crazy trying to keep.
She was never a parasitic vine.
She is a rose with thorns.
"it is good."
Jiang Ci took her hand in return.
I pinched it.
He no longer insisted on helping her get in through connections.
They didn't say "no need to do it" again.
He opened the insulated bag.
Take out a bowl of steaming hot shrimp congee.
Place it beside her.
I won't help you.
He looked at her, his eyes gentle yet resolute.
"I trust you."
"I believe you can handle Su Qing, and you can handle these damn parameters too."
Wen Ning smiled.
Eyebrows crooked.
"Thank you for your trust, Mr. Jiang."
"but."
Jiang Ci tapped the table, his tone returning to its domineering manner.
"On the condition that you finish this bowl of porridge first."
"If you get really hungry, I'll go and tear down Su Qing's office."
Wen Ning stuck out her tongue.
"Yes, sir!"
She picked up the porridge and drank it in large gulps.
My stomach feels warm now.
My heart feels even warmer.
Jiang Ci sat quietly beside her.
No further words are needed.
This respectful letting go moved her more than any pampering.