776: Chapter 771 is all in the past.

Liang Yibai fell silent, only for a few seconds, then he took off the yellow hard hat from his head and threw it fiercely onto the ground.

The hat, symbolizing the status of a 'Safety Officer,' rolled twice in the mud.

Covered in grime, he took off the reflective vest he was wearing,

revealing the washed-out, pale shirt underneath.

"I'll go with you."

"As long as I can touch this project."

"I'll give you my life."

Shen Yan nodded in satisfaction.

"Guang Ke."

"Get that fat man down."

"Also,"

"Leave this foreman some money for medical expenses."

"After all,"

"He just lost the most outstanding Engineer he has ever seen in his life."

The bodyguard let go, and the fat man fell onto the muddy ground like a lump of sludge.

Before he could even scream, Chen Guangke had already slapped a stack of cash onto his face.

"You can shut up now."

Chen Guangke clapped the dust off his hands, looking extremely disgusted.

On the way back, Liang Yibai sat stiffly on the leather seat, unsure of where to put his hands.

He kept rubbing the mud spots on his trousers, afraid of dirtying the ten-million-dollar luxury car.

Shen Yan tossed him the tablet.

"You can take your time looking."

"But only ten minutes."

"In ten minutes, I need to see An Ran."

"You need to use these ten minutes,"

"to organize a technical explanation that can completely fool the investors."

Liang Yibai fumbled to catch the tablet, clutching it like a treasure.

"Boss..."

He swallowed hard.

"What is this project called?"

Shen Yan looked out the window at the twilight in Vienna.

The spire of St. Stephen's Cathedral in the distance shimmered with golden light under the setting sun.

"sky city."

"Or,"

"you can call it—a Miracle."

Liang Yibai's hand trembled slightly.

Miracle.

He looked at the fully unfurled full view of the 'Tower of Babel' on the screen.

It was a giant tower spiraling upwards like a spinal column.

There was no heavy concrete shell; it was all light, flamboyant lines, like a vine growing toward the sun, or a sharp sword piercing the firmament.

If this thing were truly erected, the entire history of architecture would have to be rewritten, and all textbooks would have to be burned.

"I need a team."

Liang Yibai quickly snapped into focus, his eyes becoming fervent and professional.

"The structural calculation volume for this is too massive."

"Relying on just me,"

"I couldn't finish the calculations even if I worked until I died."

"Moreover, the material requirements are extremely high."

"Ordinary steel simply cannot withstand this kind of tension."

Shen Yan took a bottle of water from the car refrigerator and handed it to him.

"You don't need to worry about the calculation issues."

"There's a madman named Chu Li who will cooperate with you."

"As for the materials,"

"Carbon Nanotube Composite Material is already on its way."

"You only need to do one thing."

"Take every single line on the blueprint,"

"and turn it into real steel and iron bones."

Liang Yibai twisted open the cap and took a large gulp. The icy water slightly cooled his burning brain.

Chu Li.

Carbon Nanotube.

Although he didn't know who Chu Li was,

hearing the words 'Carbon Nanotube,' he knew the boss wasn't joking.

This was serious business.

"No problem."

Liang Yibai took a deep breath. The timid subservience in his eyes disappeared, replaced by the pride of a top Engineer.

"As long as the money is enough,"

"even if you want to build a villa on the moon,"

"I can build you a ladder to get there."

Chen Guangke laughed in the front seat.

"Alright, Engineer Liang."

"Just now you were being kicked around like a puppy,"

"and now you're puffing up your chest?"

Liang Yibai's old face flushed, but he quickly straightened his back.

"That was towards that pile of trash."

He pointed at the mediocre buildings outside the window.

"Bowing to trash is a disgrace."

"But bowing to a Miracle,"

"is faith."

Shen Yan didn't speak, just looked at the USB drive in his hand.

The team was secured, the blueprint was ready; the most exciting part was next.

Making capital pay for a dream.

"To the Imperial Hotel,"

Shen Yan commanded.

"An Ran should be having her afternoon tea now."

"Bring Engineer Liang along."

"Let him give those investors who only know how to look at financial statements,"

"a vivid physics lesson."

Vienna Imperial Hotel.

Crystal chandeliers refracted luxurious light.

Strauss's waltzes flowed through the air.

An Ran was wearing a well-tailored little tweed suit,

sitting by the window, holding a cup of Darjeeling black tea.

She was known in the domestic venture capital circle as the 'Cold-Faced Guanyin'—sharp-eyed and ruthless in her methods.

Her trip to Vienna this time

was to inspect several European new energy projects.

"CEO An, Mr. Shen has arrived."

The assistant whispered softly in her ear.

An Ran put down her teacup and looked up.

She saw Shen Yan striding toward her, followed by Chen Guangke.

And one more...

What was that appearance?

An Ran's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Who was that man wearing a dirty shirt, with mud spots all over his trouser legs, and hair as messy as a bird's nest?

A homeless person in Vienna?

Shen Yan walked up to the table.

Without waiting for An Ran to ask,

he directly pulled out a chair and sat down.

His movements were as natural as if he were returning to his own home.

"CEO An."

"The tea is good."

Shen Yan glanced at the tea set on the table.

"But I'm not drinking tea today."

"I brought a new toy for you to see."

An Ran maintained a professional smile. Although she was very displeased with the dirty man,

based on her trust in Shen Yan's previous 'god-like maneuvers,' she didn't lash out.

"Mr. Shen always manages to surprise people."

An Ran glanced at Liang Yibai.

"I hope this time it's not a scare."

"And who is this?"

Shen Yan leaned back,

pointing at the stiff Liang Yibai.

"Liang Yibai."

"My Chief Structural Architect."

"And the creator of the world's future tallest building."

An Ran's smile froze.

The world's tallest building?

Based on this migrant worker who looked like he just crawled out of a mud pit?

"Mr. Shen certainly loves to joke."

An Ran elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth.

"As far as I know,"

"your previous businesses were all in software and AI."

"The water of real estate,"

"even for trillion-level giants,"

"dare not claim to build the world's tallest building."

Shen Yan didn't explain.

He just gave Liang Yibai a look.

"Class time."

Liang Yibai took a deep breath.

He placed the still slightly warm tablet computer on the dining table covered with a white tablecloth.

This might be the most nervous moment of his life.

But the moment his fingers touched the screen, the soul belonging to an Engineer returned to its place.

"Miss An,"

Liang Yibai's voice was a bit hoarse, but exceptionally firm.

"Please forget every tall building you have ever seen."

"Burj Khalifa."

"Shanghai Tower."

"Those are all things of the past."

As his fingers slid, a holographic-like 3D model rose and rotated on the screen.

At that moment, the disdain in An Ran's eyes vanished.

It was replaced by the same shock of witnessing a miracle that Liang Yibai had felt earlier,

and the greed of a capitalist smelling blood.