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He is Lovestruck in the Revenge-Chapter 262 - 255 Trapped in Blizzard Evil Spirit of the Night
Chapter 262: 255: Trapped in Blizzard, Evil Spirit of the Night (First Update)
Chapter 262: 255: Trapped in Blizzard, Evil Spirit of the Night (First Update)
The road test began at nine, but Wen Changling arrived at the Huanshan Road site at seven. This time, the test section was closed to public vehicles.
Many people surrounded the area beyond the barrier, most of them wielding cameras, belonging to the media.
“Why are there so many reporters?”
Jiang Chengxue wore a black outdoor jacket, hardly the image of a businessman, but the nature of the merchant was apparent, “For technology to be monetized, it needs to be hyped.”
Wen Changling didn’t oppose his hype, “Since we’re creating hype, let’s make it big.” She suggested, “How about you personally test the autonomous driving section?”
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Jiang Chengxue countered, “Will you join me?”
A businessman is always a businessman, not giving up even the slightest advantage.
“All right.”
A car company chairman, a chief of technology, and a crowd of media made for a significant event. However, it was a win-win situation: Eastern Automobile needed to sell cars, and Huaqi Technology needed to sell systems.
Wen Changling said to Dai Qiu, “Go set it up.”
The preliminary preparations proceeded smoothly, with Wen Changling busily overseeing the arrangements, while a certain chairman lounged in an outdoor chair, wearing sunglasses, without sunlight but not lacking camera flashes.
“Director Wen.” There was a change in plans, Yun Yi came to report to Wen Changling, “The meteorological station has sent the latest news that there is a high likelihood of snowfall after four o’clock in the afternoon.”
The previous forecast had not predicted snow, but to be on the safe side, the technical team had added a weather prediction to the road test project; if it snowed, the system would automatically activate the snow mode.
“Is the forecasted snowfall within our predicted calculation range?”
Yun Yi replied, “It has exceeded by 23%.”
Artificial intelligence, like humans, also has a limit within its safety range, and if the snow is too heavy, travel is likewise inadvisable.
Since Jiang Chengxue was nearby, Wen Changling didn’t repeat the issue, “I suggest we start half an hour earlier.”
The executives and technicians of Eastern Automobile were also present, waiting without the right to speak for their boss to make a decision.
Jiang Chengxue appeared agreeable, “We’ll follow Director Wen’s lead.”
Those below went to make the arrangements.
At eight thirty, the road test began. The car Wen Changling and Jiang Chengxue rode in had, besides them, a safety officer in the passenger seat. The driver’s seat was empty, with the vehicle under full autonomous intelligent control.
After they got into the car, Wen Changling and Jiang Chengxue sat on opposite sides.
“Is your system safe?”
He didn’t look scared at all, his posture relaxed and casual.
The safety officer replied, “Of course it’s safe.” The safety officer was a technician from Huaqi, “Chairman Jiang, rest assured, our team and your company’s team have conducted many simulated tests together, there will be no errors whatsoever.”
“It’s not a big deal if there’s an error,” Jiang Chengxue leaned against the backrest, the lanyard of his work badge twirled around the tip of his left fingers, the badge crossing the middle line of the seat towards Wen Changling. It read Eastern Automobile: Jiang Chengxue. His tone was leisurely, “After all, Director Wen is with us.”
Wen Changling didn’t respond, activating the system’s voice command and connecting with Yun Yi, ready to work, “Yun Yi, are you ready?”
“Ready.”
“Begin.”
Five seconds after Wen Changling spoke, the driving system activated, automatically announcing, “ATS046 number, beginning road test.”
The car started and moved off.
There were three projects for this road test: full autonomous intelligent driving, automatic obstacle avoidance system, and semi-autonomous new-type assisted driving system. The road test lasted from eight-thirty in the morning until three-thirty in the afternoon, and besides the demonstration, the technicians also had to complete data collection.
“ATS046 number, road test complete.”
“AES021 number, road test complete.”
“SAS011 number, road test complete.”
Following the system’s announcement, the road test ended without any errors.
Wen Changling at the endpoint of the test route, “Yun Yi.”
Yun Yi, at the starting point, answered, “All data is normal.”
Wen Changling glanced at the time, which was almost the same as calculated before the road test. Her job was done, “The hype work is now up to Chairman Jiang.”
She opened the door to get out, and just a few steps away, snowflakes began to fall.
Jiang Chengxue passed by her, “I hear there’s going to be a blizzard.”
The road test was over, and the work team left in an orderly manner, with the Huanshan Road section reopening.
On the way back, Wen Changling rode in Dai Qiu’s car. Yun Yi was very efficient, and the collected data had already been sent to Wen Changling’s email. There was a tablet in the car, and she opened the spreadsheet.
Dai Qiu, in the driver’s seat, tried to start the car twice to no avail. After getting out to check and returning to the car, it still didn’t work.
Wen Changling asked, “What’s wrong?”
“The fuel system is malfunctioning; the car won’t start,” Dai Qiu got out of the car, “I’ll go coordinate things.”
The vehicle they were using for the trip was borrowed temporarily; they hadn’t driven there for the business trip, and the car used for road testing couldn’t be taken out for regular use since they needed to collect system data afterward.
“Director Wen,” Dai Qiu returned and stood outside the car window, speaking to Wen Changling, “Chairman Jiang’s car can fit two more.”
Wen Changling turned off the tablet, packed up his things into the backpack, and got out of the car.
Mr. Xue, Jiang Chengxue’s secretary, was waiting by Jiang Chengxue’s car and, seeing Wen Changling coming over, he walked around to the back seat and opened the car door.
“Thank you.”
Wen Changling got into the car and sat on the left side of the back seat.
“That broken car,” Jiang Chengxue asked, “what brand was it?”
“It wasn’t an Eastern Automobile.”
He laughed.
If it had been an Eastern Automobile, many people would be out of a job.
At normal speed, it would take about an hour to drive from the road testing stretch down to the national highway at the bottom of the mountain. No one spoke in the car; they all busied themselves with their own activities.
Wen Changling was looking at her phone.
Xie Shang sent a message: “Has the road test ended?”
She replied: “It has.”
“The road might be slippery with the snow. Be careful.”
She looked out the window, wondering: Is it snowing in the capital too?
Midway, Jiang Chengxue took a phone call.
“I’ve looked at the CT results. There’s no need for surgery.”
In the car, only Jiang Chengxue’s voice could be heard: “Potter is already in a lot of pain,” he said. “Go for euthanasia.”
Wen Changling turned her head and met Jiang Chengxue’s gaze. After a few seconds of silent intersection, she looked away first, followed by him. The faces reflected on the black privacy film of the car window occasionally overlapped.
Driving through the middle of the route, the road conditions ahead changed. A firefighter in bright yellow uniform was waving a glowing baton, and Mr. Xue stopped the car.
“It seems there’s a jam ahead, I’ll go have a look.”
Mr. Xue got out of the car to check.
A few minutes later, Mr. Xue returned: “Chairman Jiang, there’s been a landslide up ahead, and firefighters are clearing the debris.”
“How long will it take?”
“About half an hour.”
“Let’s wait then.”
Jiang Chengxue closed his eyes to rest.
Mr. Xue played the piano music that the boss liked, the melody soothing and gentle.
The car’s heating was on, all windows tightly shut, and a layer of water droplets had formed on the outside, making it hard to see clearly from inside the car—only a vast white blur was visible.
Perhaps because the windows hadn’t been opened for a long time, Wen Changling felt uncomfortable, with the oxygen seeming sparse and the air oppressive.
She pushed at the car door, which was locked: “Mr. Xue, could you please unlock the door? I’d like to go out for some fresh air.”
Mr. Xue said, “It’s snowing outside, and very cold.”
“It’s alright, I’ll be quick.”
Mr. Xue glanced at the boss’s expression in the rearview mirror. With the boss still not opening his eyes, he unlocked the doors.
Wen Changling got out, taking only her phone with her. She walked to the rear of the car and looked towards the open space, taking deep breaths.
The streetlight’s glow cast a faint red tint against the night, the verdant mountain now covered in a layer of snow,
Wen Changling’s phone rang.
“Yueyue.”
“I just got the news,” Fu Ying said. “Jiang Rucai is dead.”
Wen Changling paused, startled: “How did he die?”
“The explanation from Anding Hospital is that he had an attack and jumped from the seventeenth floor.”
Suddenly, the car door opened.
Wen Changling turned around, and Jiang Chengxue got out of the car, holding an umbrella and walking towards her step by step. The wind hit her face head-on, and in the white of the snow, he appeared like the Evil Spirit of the Night.