436: Chapter 436 Is this dead end really that simple?

The breathing on the other end of the line clearly hitched.

"But Mr. Shen, I..."

"Here is what we will do.", Shen Yan interrupted her, "Compile detailed information on your aunt Ding Meiling, your cousin Su Zhenyu, and all core members currently on the Qinghe Group's Board of Directors. Include all associated companies under their names and their financial flow over the past year. Send it all to me in an encrypted file."

"I need to see your sincerity, and I also need to evaluate the value of this matter."

"I will review it, and then we can schedule a time."

With that, he hung up the phone, giving Su Wan no room to bargain.

The black business car merged into the traffic flow, heading toward the company.

The atmosphere was as oppressive as a soaked sponge.

The core members of the 'janus' project team were gathered in front of the large data screen, every face etched with solemnity.

Shen Yan pushed the door open and walked in.

"Mr. Shen."

"Hello, Mr. Shen."

Everyone turned around immediately. His capable subordinates, Chen Guangke and Wu Ya, quickly stepped forward to meet him.

"What's going on?" Shen Yan's gaze swept over the error codes scrolling down the screen like a waterfall.

The project's chief architect, an elderly professor with graying hair, pushed up his glasses and said in a hoarse voice,

"Mr. Shen, during the stress test of the initial version of the 'janus' model, the parallel processing module of the core algorithm experienced severe congestion."

"We tried three alternative optimization plans, but none yielded satisfactory results."

"Simply put, our 'road' isn't wide enough to handle that many 'cars'."

Shen Yan walked up to the screen, staring at the complex data model as his mind raced.

The root of the problem was not the algorithm, but the computational power support from the underlying hardware.

His current hardware was not yet sufficient to support the massive ambition of the 'janus' Artificial Intelligence model.

The Kuafu Chip blueprint...

The system's reward intelligence suddenly lit up in his mind like a beacon.

He turned his head to look at Wu Ya,

"Is there any news from those experts from 'Star Sea Semiconductor' we asked you to approach earlier?"

Wu Ya immediately replied,

"The leader is named Gao Zhiyuan. We offered him triple the salary, and he has agreed. He can start onboarding next Monday."

"Very good," Shen Yan nodded. "Have him come directly to the top floor to see me on Monday."

He turned to everyone, his voice not loud but carrying an unquestionable power.

"Everyone, pause optimization."

"Seal all existing data, and re-disassemble the model. I need you to calculate the computational power requirement for every single module, precise to four decimal places."

"We are changing our approach. Instead of making the cars adapt to the road, we are preparing to build an entirely new highway."

Although the others didn't fully understand, seeing Shen Yan's calm demeanor gradually settled their anxious hearts.

Shen Yan spent the entire afternoon shuttling between various conference rooms.

Marketing Department, HR Staff, Finance Department...

This project was like a high-speed machine, and he needed to personally calibrate the engagement of every gear.

Night deepened.

When Shen Yan returned home, the living room was filled with warm light.

"Daddy!"

Youyou, wearing her little dinosaur pajamas, rushed over like a small cannonball and hugged his leg.

The hard lines on Shen Yan's face instantly melted. He bent down and held his daughter in his arms.

"Did you miss Daddy at kindergarten today?"

"I did!" Youyou wrapped her arms around his neck and replied in a milky voice, "Teacher taught us drawing today. I drew Daddy and Auntie."

Shen Ya walked out from the kitchen holding a bowl of hot soup, a gentle smile on her face.

"Brother, you're back. Quickly have some soup while it's hot to warm your stomach."

"Is the Branch Company still busy?" Shen Yan sat on the sofa holding Youyou.

"It's going well. Sister Wu Ya is very good to me and has taught me a lot.", Shen Ya handed him the soup. "Brother, don't work too hard."

Shen Yan took a sip of the soup; his stomach felt warm.

He played with Youyou for a while and listened to her chatter about her fun day at kindergarten for a long time.

It wasn't until Youyou started yawning that he told Shen Ya,

"Take her to bed."

"Okay."

Watching the retreating figures of his sister and daughter going upstairs, the tenderness on Shen Yan's face gradually faded, replaced by a deep seriousness.

He walked into the study and opened his laptop.

An encrypted email from Su Wan lay quietly in his inbox.

The attachment was very large.

Shen Yan clicked download, then leaned back in his chair, waiting quietly.

The bottleneck of 'janus' was like a thorn stuck in his heart.

He didn't have time to wait.

The system's thirty-day mission deadline was still too long for him.

He needed a swift resolution.

The file finished downloading, and Shen Yan opened it, flipping through page after page.

Qinghe Group, once a commercial giant dominating S City, was now riddled with internal rot far exceeding his imagination.

Ding Meiling, Su Zhenyu...

They were just two petty clowns.

The true termites entrenched in the great tree of Qinghe Group were those seemingly loyal veterans.

He looked at the convoluted financial flows, at the shell companies registered overseas, and a cold sneer curved his lips.

Clumsy methods, but effective.

Because they were counting on Miss Su Wan, who knew nothing about business affairs, to never understand the tricks behind these financial reports.

After reading all the materials, a clear plan formed in his mind.

He picked up his phone and sent a message to Su Wan.

"Tomorrow at ten in the morning, Jingxin Teahouse, Heavenly Suite."

The next day, at the Jingxin Teahouse.

A famous private club in S City, it only received members and offered excellent privacy.

Shen Yan arrived ten minutes early.

The Heavenly Suite was antique and elegant, and a wisp of fine agarwood incense lingered in the air.

He brewed tea for himself, his movements fluid and natural.

At ten o'clock sharp, the door to the suite was pushed open.

Su Wan walked in.

She was wearing a sharp white business suit today, but her delicate makeup could not hide the exhaustion and anxiety in her eyes.

In her hands, she carried a brocade box made of rosewood.

"Mr. Shen.", She placed the brocade box on the table and gently pushed it toward Shen Yan. "This is my ancestor's paperweight."

Shen Yan didn't even lift his eyelids; he simply made a gesture for her to sit.

"Leave the item there for now."

"We need to talk business."

Su Wan's movements stiffened slightly, and she silently sat down opposite Shen Yan.

Shen Yan pushed a cup of perfectly brewed Da Hong Pao toward her. The tea liquor was golden-red, and the aroma was rich.

"I looked at the materials you sent."

His first sentence made Su Wan's heart jump into her throat.

"The situation is worse than I imagined, but also simpler than I imagined."

Su Wan was stunned, looking at him in confusion. "Simpler?"

In her eyes, this was practically a dead end.

"Your aunt Ding Meiling has plenty of greed but lacks wisdom. Your cousin Su Zhenyu is a good-for-nothing whose body has been hollowed out by wine and women.", Shen Yan's tone was like stating an objective fact, devoid of any emotion.

"The fact that they occupy their current positions today is not due to their own capabilities, but because someone is pushing them from behind."

"Qinghe Group's Finance Director Zhou Li, Marketing Director Wang Haidong, and HR Director Zhao Qin."

With every name Shen Yan uttered, Su Wan's face turned paler.