Old Ji looked at Fu Mingxue.
He had noticed her a moment ago—an exceptionally pretty young girl.
He had thought she was a young relative Old Zheng had brought along.
’How did she end up being the designer of this draft?’
He had been on the verge of saying, "Old Zheng, stop messing around."
But seeing Old Zheng’s serious expression, he knew the man wasn’t joking with him.
Instantly, the way he looked at Fu Mingxue changed completely.
"This is your preliminary draft?" He didn’t question whether she was the one who had drawn it.
Fu Mingxue nodded. "Yes, it’s the preliminary draft!"
"Then tell me your thought process for this part."
The spot Old Ji pointed to was the same one Director Zheng had asked about earlier.
This time, Fu Mingxue’s answer was even more detailed than before.
After she finished, she added, "This is just the first version. I think it still needs a few more improvements. The drawing is a bit crude."
Old Ji was speechless.
’This detailed, and she still calls it crude?’
’This is even better than my own annotations.’
"Then how many days will you need for the final version?"
Fu Mingxue was very certain, so she answered with confidence, "Three days."
’Three days?’ Old Ji thought, stunned.
’Heavens, this girl is a talent. And a talent the research institute desperately needs right now.’
"Can you stay here at the research institute to draw it? Don’t worry, there are dorms with food and lodging. I’ll arrange everything for you."
Fu Mingxue nodded. "I can do that."
Then she added, "I’ll go home first to get a change of clothes and let my family know, so they don’t think I’ve gone missing."
"It’s a good chance to return the bicycle I borrowed, too."
"Then give me your home address. I’ll have someone pick you up directly in a little while."



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