On August 12th, as the afterglow of the setting sun hung across the horizon like an oil painting.
Jiang Linyuan and Zhang Zhu walked out of the airport.
Some time ago, the two had reached a partnership with an international hospital and begun trials for artificial heart valves.
"The first surgery is scheduled for next month. Let's hope it succeeds."
Jiang Linyuan looked toward the horizon.
"The chances of success are high. Within six months, the surgical results can be disclosed to the industry."
The company's largest research project had made a major breakthrough, and Zhang Zhu was thrilled.
"Besides, the company has another major project recently. I estimate that the next stretch will be a period of rapid growth for the company."
"Auntie, work hard. The company's future is yours! Oh, right—I have another report here. You can take it back and have a look."
"Don't tell me it's another breakthrough in new technology?"
"It is."
Not long ago, [Gift of Mother's Eye] had just come off cooldown, so Jiang Linyuan had used it right away.
It had given him a report on curing acquired vocal cord damage.
And a tiny bit of future foresight.
There were no crucial turning points. That was nice.
"I still need to deal with company matters. Are you coming with me?"
Zhang Zhu looked at Jiang Linyuan.
"No, I have something else to do."
Jiang Linyuan waved his hand.
A car stopped in front of them and honked. The window rolled down, and Zhang Zhu glanced inside.
A girl sat in the driver's seat, one hand resting on the steering wheel, her expression calm and cold.
"Get in."
She looked at Jiang Linyuan and spoke flatly.
"She's calling for me. Auntie, I'm heading off."
Jiang Linyuan got into the car, and it sped