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If it was someone else, Lin Xun would definitely ask what he did in the car.
But Dong Jun's words were short and powerful, almost like an order. He subconsciously opened the car door, sat in the co-pilot, and held the pointer quietly like a chicken.
Dongjun turned the steering wheel to the left, and the car turned around and drove towards the gate of the community.
Pointer: "Meow."
It stuck its head out of Lin Xun's arms, stretched out its paws to reach Dongjun, and Dongjun rubbed its head with one hand.
The pointer rubbed Dongjun's hand, looked at him, then turned to look at Lin Xun, and finally, the half body that had been stretched out returned to Lin Xun's arms.
Dongjun: "It likes you very much."
Lin Xun: "I guess it knows you are driving."
Dongjun let out a faint "um", and at the same time, he manipulated the body to turn, and the movements were smooth and smooth. The interior of the car was smooth, and he could hardly feel any acceleration or deceleration, just like the most beautiful automatic driving.
Lin Xun: "What are we going to do?"
Dongjun: "Galaxy, go to a meeting."
Lin Xun: "...Oh."
He didn't know Dong Jun's intentions, but he had already got in the car anyway.
Dong Jun didn't speak any more, and Lin Xun didn't take the initiative to speak for fear of disturbing his driving.
The body was as smooth as driving in place, and he was a little sleepy - he went to bed at two o'clock in the morning last night and woke up at eight in the morning. In fact, he didn't sleep much, but he seemed to have consumed most of his energy by dreaming. tired.
Dongjun seems to have noticed this.
Dongjun: "Didn't sleep well?"
"A little bit." Lin Xun said, "But it's okay."
He said, "Your car is driving too steadily."
"Is that so?" Dong Jun turned his head and glanced at him: "Go to bed early in the future."
Lin Xun felt a little guilty.
Dongjun just looked at him indifferently, but he seemed to know something.
He told himself that it was impossible for Dongjun to know. After all, he pretended to be asleep and did not reply to Dongjun's news at 12 o'clock, only at 8 o'clock.
He said, "I will go to bed early."
Dong Jun didn't speak, the car window slid down automatically. It's not summer yet. Today is cloudy again. The cool wind from outside blows in, which makes Lin Xun feel a lot more comfortable.
The next moment, Bentley's speed suddenly accelerated!
On the roads of the city, the traffic flow is orderly, but the authority level of Dongjun's car seems to be extraordinarily high, and it must be extraordinarily high.
They would have driven the system alarm together, but there was no warning sound. On the contrary, other vehicles on the road avoided them like swimming fish, leaving enough space for their vehicles. After they passed, they resumed normal order.
This speed is indeed a bit fast, and it feels slightly out of control. Lin Xun has not experienced it for a long time.
He's very cool."
Then he said, "So... you can drive freely?"
"You can say that." Dongjun said, "Do you like it?"
"I liked it when I was in college. At that time, I often went out to play with my roommates." Lin Xun said: "Later, the Galaxy system was promoted, and there were many fewer opportunities."
"You haven't touched a car for a long time." Dongjun said lightly, "I can take you if you like."
Lin Xun: "You seem to be very skilled."
The corner of Dongjun's lips seemed to have a little smile: "I tried a lot of things when I was young."
Lin Xun scratched the pointer's chin and said with a smile, "You're still a long way from the Thirty Capitals."
Dongjun: "But your honorific makes me think... time flies."
Dongjun's voice is very nice.
The timbre is slightly lower, in fact, it tends to be cold, and it is neutralized by a slight magnetism, like iced wine.
But even with such a voice, Lin Xun felt a question from Dongjun.
Dongjun talked about "you" and "you" again.
He held the pointer tightly and just laughed to escape.
But looking at Dongjun, he thought of something else.
There is no programming interface on Dongjun, but everyone else has.
Dongjun's cat sometimes doesn't, but all cats do.
His cat can enter and exit the legendary fissure of the demon world, like entering no one's land, and can smoothly bring out the self trapped in it.
He thought about this for a long time. All clues point to the fact that Dongjun is a special person, different from everyone else.
In this way, it is impossible for him not to generate a conjecture.
Perhaps, Dongjun is the emperor that the cultivation world has been looking for.
At the same time, he didn't want to accept it.
He has always had a feeling that the world of immortals is separated from the mortal world.
And Yinhe is doing the most cutting-edge applied technology, Dongjun can be said to be a man at the top of materialism - in this way, if he is the emperor, if he wants to get rid of demons, he will violate his wishes and disobey. And inviting Dongjun to go to the fourth floor to draw the Scarlet Sky Dragon Sparrow Sword is too funny and unrealistic, and Dongjun may suspect that there is something wrong with his essence.
But now, the Scarlet Sky Dragon Sparrow Sword is not on the fourth floor of the community, but disguised as game props in an amusement park, which makes the operation space for things much larger.
He thought that he had to deceive Dongjun.
How to cheat
Perhaps it was Dongjun's gentle and condoning attitude that gave him inexplicable courage, or perhaps the topic of drag racing just now had a little room for expansion, Lin Xun said: "I also like roller coasters, but I haven't had a chance for a long time... My Friends don't like it."
- This is true. Wang Anan swore that he would never go on a roller coaster. The most common thing he said was "you go, I'll watch".
Zhao Jiji insisted that this was a child's game, and he would never do such humiliating things - in fact, this person's symptoms were much more serious than Wang's, and he didn't have to get in the car, just looking at it would make him cowardly.
Said, he saw Dongjun's reaction.
Dongjun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you really want to go?"
Lin Xun: "I want to."
Pointer: "Meow."
Dongjun looked at the pointer: "You can't go."
Pointer: "Meow..."
Lin Xun looked at Dongjun.
The pointer cannot go.
Do you mean Dongjun will go
I just heard Dongjun say lightly: "I don't have any plans for tomorrow, you can decide the location."
Lin Xun: "You are so kind."
After saying that, I saw Dongjun looking at him lightly.
Lin Xun: "You... you... you are so nice."
Dong Jun slightly curled the corner of his lips.
Lin Xun let out a light breath.
Dongjun agreed to go with him so easily, which was actually beyond his expectations.
It is a good thing to be able to test whether Dongjun is an emperor without a trace, but at the same time, he also feels that something is gradually moving in a dangerous direction.
Galaxy Building is coming soon.
When getting off the car, of course Lin Xun couldn't leave the pointer alone in the car, and Dong Jun didn't seem to want to hug the cat - he could only continue to hold the pointer and follow Dong Jun into the building.
There were Galaxy employees in the hall and corridor, and without exception, they all gave him one more glance.
Lin Xun felt those gazes, and thinking about the rumors that were raging on the Internet these days, he felt more confident now. In the hearts of these people, Dongjun brought himself here twice, which can already be equated with "Dongjun frequently brings little lovers in and out of the company".
There was nothing he could do. He took the pointer and followed Dong Jun to the elevator. Dong Jun pressed the tenth floor, which is the meeting area.
The destination was a small conference room for twenty people in the middle of the corridor. When Dongjun pushed the door and entered, it was almost full of people. At one end of the oval conference table, Ruan Zhi sat on the left.
Lin Xun whispered, "Do I want to go in with you?"
Dongjun: "You will be interested in the subject."
Lin Xun hugged the cat and went in with him.
As for the seat, he had no other choice, and took a seat next to Dongjun, on the right side.
The other people looked at each other a few times, and there were a few people who seemed to be talking to each other—while they were talking to each other, they looked at Lin Xun imperceptibly.
Lin Xun is very safe. After all, he can't control what other people are thinking, not to mention that his clothes today are indeed a little lively, not like a serious person - he is still holding Dongjun's cat.
Now that Dongjun has arrived, the meeting will begin.
- It's not really a meeting, it's more like a discussion.
A man of about 30 years old with a receding hairline writes and draws on a smart whiteboard, explaining a large algorithm on the whiteboard.
This person Lin Xun recognizes, his name is Jiang Yun, a core member of the autonomous driving system project, and he can understand the algorithm. The code of the system is open source to a certain extent. He has studied it and even read related papers recently.
What Jiang Yun said is an improvement to the automatic driving system.
- The system is easy to use, but sometimes it is inflexible. Many people will lie to the system by saying that they are going to be late for work, so as to get a higher priority and reach their destination faster. They intend to make it more flexible and user-friendly, and hope to improve overall efficiency.
This is not an easy task. Both the scheduling mechanism and the feedback mechanism must be drastically modified. At the same time, it also puts forward extremely high requirements on the intelligence of the system.
Of course, the level of this team is extremely high, and the proposed improvements can be based on tasks. However - it is only a preliminary idea, the feasibility has not been evaluated, and there are still some problems within the algorithm.
Moreover, Lin Xun felt that Dong Jun was not satisfied - he folded his arms and focused on the whiteboard. Although it seemed that his face was expressionless and his long eyebrows were stretched, in fact, the muscles in his eyes were slightly tense, which meant that he Picking up on what's on the whiteboard.
It's not that his ability to observe words and expressions is outstanding, but that he is good at observing Dongjun's expressions - Xiaolanghozi group has collected video resources related to Dongjun that can be found on the Internet. Wife fans have detailed information on Dongjun's micro-expressions and actions. For analysis and explanation, he learns from the summaries of his wife fans and is a winner.
Jiang Yun said, and then entered the discussion session. Five people went up to speak in turn and put forward some insightful points.
Lin Xun listened—he listened carefully, and wrote and drew on the white paper prepared at the conference table. After several rounds of discussions, he had written a lot, and felt very rewarding.
However, Dongjun's air pressure has always been a bit low, which is consistent with the rumors in the market. He is an extreme pursuit of beauty and is extremely strict with his subordinates.
The discussion has come to an end, some problems have been solved, some have not been solved, and there are still core problems among the unsolved problems.
This is the norm in this industry. The launch of a product has to be overturned and polished countless times.
At this moment, Lin Xun looked at Dongjun.
Dongjun also looked at him.
Lin Xun looked at the paper in front of him.
Dongjun lightly gestured to the whiteboard opposite.
Lin Xun looked at the pointer in his arms again.
Dongjun turned to him.
Lin Xun smiled, then handed the cat to Dongjun, and glanced in the direction of the others.
- Their eyes have gradually become confused.
Lin Xun pursed his lips, picked up the whiteboard pen,
There are smart whiteboards at both ends of the conference room, and one behind him.
Lin Xun got up, he wasn't actually nervous.
He got up, took a few steps forward, went to the whiteboard, looked at the members in the conference room, and met their inquiring eyes.
"I have an idea." He unscrewed the cap and said softly, "Not necessarily right."