The blue light of the laboratory cast shifting shadows across Lin Mo's face. He stared at the last message from Su Yuqing on his phone screen: "The Board of Directors just adjourned, and the funds are in place." His thumb hovered half a millimeter above the screen, feeling the subtle vibration emanating from the metal casing—not from the phone, but from the 2090 bio-chip design blueprint in his inner suit pocket, which was growing hot to the touch.
"President Lin?" Wang Zhen, the white-haired engineer, tapped on the workbench. "The third-generation AI recognition module has finished loading."
As Lin Mo put his phone away, he noticed that the wedding ring on his left ring finger was emitting a cold sheen in the blue light. Three months ago, that same ring had been mocked by the relatives of the Su Family as a "dog leash," but now, as he tapped at the keyboard, it clicked sharply against the aluminum alloy tabletop.
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