Over the next few days, Chén Zhāoyáng became utterly obsessed, pouring his heart and soul into perfecting the Huaxia 01 System. He worked tirelessly, eating and sleeping in front of his screen as he ironed out every piece of feedback without missing a single detail. To him, the system was like his own child, needing his utmost care and nurturing.
Time slipped by day by day, and in the blink of an eye, it was mid-March. Chén Zhāoyáng was deep in concentration modifying some code when a sudden, urgent phone ring broke his train of thought. Frowning with a flicker of annoyance, he reached out and picked up the phone anyway.
"Hello?" Chén Zhāoyáng's voice carried unmistakable impatience.
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