"Do you think Xinghe will let the villain destroy the lead couple’s marriage contract? After all, the novel’s summary says they got divorced multiple times..."

Lu Yi believed Qin Xin’s prediction would be just as accurate as before.

However.

Qin Xin shook her head lightly, "I don’t know."

Lu Yi: "..."

Ahhh, Miss Qin, your aloof chatting style is going to make me nervous to death. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Half an hour later.

Originally planning to take Qin Xin back to Xinghe Bay, Lu Yi received an urgent call halfway, saying there was a problem with the production line and he needed to return to sort out the information for a report to Mr. Emperor.

The aloof Miss Qin, however, showed her understanding side at this moment, "Go back to the Group first."

If he took her back to Xinghe Bay, it would delay business matters.

Lu Yi gratefully sent her to Nalan Ye Jue’s office, made her some tea, and then left, "Miss Qin, please wait here for Mr. Emperor to return from the President Mansion. If you need anything, just call me."

Qin Xin: "Mm."

She had been to Nalan Ye Jue’s office many times, where there was a comfortable large sofa by the window, quite nice for relaxing and browsing her phone.

Just as she settled in.

An email notification popped up on her phone.

"Mr. Expert, help, something’s wrong with one of Mr. Emperor’s robots, we can’t fix it. Can you please take a look?"

It was sent by that fat engineer manager from the Nalan Group.

She flipped through the pictures, but they weren’t very clear.

Thinking about it, she replied, "Wait for me."

She took out a trench coat from her bag; it just so happened her shoes today were quite androgynous Martin boots, and after tucking her hair into a hat and putting on sunglasses, she took the executive elevator downstairs, heading straight for the Nalan Group’s intelligent robot lab.

As she opened the door, the fat chief engineer was almost flabbergasted, "Mr. Expert, did you just descend from the heavens?"

Qin Xin said nothing, coldly raising her hand.

The fat chief immediately understood, bowing and inviting her into the repair room inside the lab, explaining:

"It’s the robot in Mr. Emperor’s office for processing documents, suddenly malfunctioned, we’ve studied it for a long time and can’t figure it out, the circuits seem fine, the program appears normal, but it just won’t start. Mr. Emperor uses it daily to process and destroy some important documents, so if it stops, it’ll be troublesome."

The point is, the engineer who built this robot had long retired and immigrated, the parts were discontinued, and they couldn’t find any engineer familiar with this old model robot.

The coding algorithm is completely different.

Seeing the fat chief’s anxious expression, Qin Xin stepped forward, observing the document-processing robot.

Its design was very simple.

Plain, almost clumsy, unlike today’s high-end smart robots.

Why Nalan Ye Jue still uses this discontinued robot assistant was a mystery to her.

She stared for a few seconds, without action.

The fat chief thought she was also at a loss, sighed, "Mr. Expert, if there’s nothing to be done, that’s that, although Mr. Emperor really likes this old machine, if you can’t resolve it, I’ll have to recommend sending it to the factory for destruction and melting, pressing it into steel plates and manufacturing a new one... Ah, Mr. Expert, what are you doing, are you trying to unscrew its head? Ah, careful you don’t cut yourself..."

The fat chief watched, heart in his mouth.

Mr. Expert, unbelievably not even using tools, trying to unscrew the robot’s head barehanded.

So terrifying.