913: Chapter 98 This is not called spoiling.

"Mr. Shen, this is the final interview list confirmed by the Technology Department. There are twelve people in total."

Wu Ya placed the list on the desk and casually refilled a cup of hot tea for Shen Yan.

"The chief algorithm engineer who previously declared on the internet that 'Shen Yan will not hire' from Aurora Technology is also on it."

Shen Yan glanced over the list and tapped his fingertip on one name.

"We don't want this person."

Wu Ya was momentarily stunned.

"But his algorithm architecture capabilities rank in the top three in the industry, and he is very sincere this time, applying with a salary cut."

Shen Yan tossed the list back onto the desk, leaned back, and settled into his ergonomic chair.

"Technology can be learned, but once one's backbone softens, it can't be fixed."

"Back when Shen Yan was being shorted, he joined in the criticism on Twitter. A person like that, no matter how good his technology, is just a time bomb."

"The threshold for Shen Yan now is not something just anyone can cross."

Wu Ya's heart tightened, and she immediately understood Shen Yan's meaning.

Shenyan Group was no longer the small company begging others for cooperation.

It was the one setting the standards.

Over the next month, Shen Yan practically lived at the company.

During the day, he monitored the hardware deployment of titan one at the museum site; at night, he returned to the office to discuss AI algorithm iteration with Liu Xing.

Chen Guangke had lost weight, but his spirit was frighteningly high.

He led the engineering team and managed to strip the National Museum's security system inside and out in just twenty days.

When the first server loaded with the titan core lit up with a blue light in the museum's underground server room, Director Qi Weiguo was so excited he almost bowed on the spot again.

The previously blurry surveillance footage could now clearly show the fibers on the tourists' clothing.

The temperature control system, which used to have huge errors, could now control fluctuations within 0.1 degrees.

Even more miraculous was the artifact restoration auxiliary system.

titan could scan fragments and generate thousands of restoration plans within three seconds, precisely calculating the optimal solution.

It was simply a miracle.

Shen Yan watched the flowing waterfall of data on the large screen, and the tension that had gripped him for a month finally eased.

The first phase of delivery was complete.

Shenyan Group's stock price had doubled over the month, and its market capitalization officially broke through that intimidating number.

But Shen Yan did not arrange a celebration banquet.

He gave the entire company three days off, paid leave for everyone except the personnel remaining for maintenance and operations.

Because a more important date was approaching.

Shen An's fourth birthday.

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Today, the house had none of the sharp clashes of business negotiations, only the sweet scent of milk-flavored cake.

Shen Yan did not invite his business partners.

Having been in this circle for long enough, one would realize that even in gatherings filled with clinking glasses, every smile on every face came with a price tag.

It was too exhausting.

Those who came today were people who could sit down and eat a proper meal.

Chen Guangke, wearing casual shorts, carried a half-human-tall Transformers model and was gesturing with four-year-old Shen An on the living room carpet.

"Call me God-Uncle. This is a limited edition; God-Uncle waited in line for three consecutive nights to buy it."

Chen Guangke teased the child, his wrinkles spreading into a joyous bloom.

Shen An was dressed in a little red Tang suit, looking sturdy and robust, his eyes bright like black grapes.

He hugged the leg of the Transformer and shouted clearly,

"Thank you, God-Uncle!"

Liu Hui, who was helping arrange the fruit platter nearby, smiled and shook her head.

"Guang Ke, don't keep spoiling him. The toys at home are already piled up like a mountain."

"Sister-in-law, how is this spoiling?"

Chen Guangke straightened up and clapped his hands.

"The eldest son of the Shen family, who will inherit a trillion-dollar empire in the future—what are a few toys compared to that?"

Grandma Liu, sitting on the other end of the sofa, smiled so broadly her mouth couldn't close.

The elderly woman loved seeing such a lively scene the most.

She was Shen Yan's benefactor and also his matchmaker.

Back when Shen Yan was down and his sister was in a coma, it was Grandma Liu's selfless support, along with her introducing Liu Hui to him, that prevented this family from falling apart long ago.

Shen Yan walked out of the kitchen carrying a plate of freshly baked lamb chops.

At home, he never put on airs of being the boss. The apron was tied around his waist, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, making him look just like an ordinary family man.

"Come, come, they just came out of the oven. Eat them while they're hot."

Shen Yan placed the plate on the coffee table and gently stroked his daughter Youyou's head.

Youyou was already in elementary school and had grown even more lovely.

She was using a napkin to wipe the cream from her little brother's mouth, looking every bit the little adult.

"Daddy, you eat too."

Youyou picked up a lamb chop and handed it to Shen Yan.

Shen Yan took the lamb chop, and a certain spot in his heart softened completely.

Wu Ya was also not wearing her professional attire today; her light yellow dress made her look much gentler.

She sat next to Grandma Liu, helping to peel oranges.

Seeing the harmonious scene of the Shen family of four, a hint of envy flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by acceptance.

Some positions, once missed, are missed forever.

Being able to accompany him as his right and left arm in conquering the business world was also a form of destiny.

"Shen Yan."

Grandma Liu took Shen Yan's hand and asked him to sit down.

"Grandma saw the news. Although I don't understand all that 'smart' stuff, I know you have achieved great things now."

"But you shouldn't overwork yourself either; money can never be earned completely."

"Look at you, in just a few months, you even have white hair."

Shen Yan smiled and poured Grandma a cup of tea.

"Don't worry, Grandma, I know my limits."

"After this busy period, I plan to rest for a while and spend more time with Huihui and the children."

Liu Hui's hand paused while cutting the cake, and she turned to look at Shen Yan, her eyes overflowing with tenderness.

She never complained about Shen Yan being busy because she knew what this man carried on his shoulders.

But hearing him say he planned to rest, the joy in her heart could not be hidden.

"Really?"

Shen An looked up, cream still clinging to his mouth.

"Can Daddy take me to the amusement park?"

"Yes, we'll go tomorrow."

Shen Yan scooped up his son and spun him around in the air, making the little guy giggle uncontrollably.

The meal lasted a long time, continuing until the moon climbed above the treetops.

After seeing off Chen Guangke and Wu Ya, and arranging for the driver to take Grandma Liu home, the villa quieted down.

After coaxing the two children to sleep, Shen Yan returned to the master bedroom.

Liu Hui was removing her makeup at the vanity table.

Shen Yan walked over, gently embraced her from behind, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

The two faces in the mirror—one resolute, one gentle—were unexpectedly harmonious.

"You've worked hard."

Shen Yan said softly.

He had been constantly busy during this period; all the matters at home relied entirely on Liu Hui to manage.

Liu Hui turned around and reached out to smooth the furrow between Shen Yan's brows.

"We're family, why talk about hard work?"

"As long as you are well, the children and I will be fine."

That night, Shen Yan slept very soundly.

It was the most peaceful sleep he had enjoyed in months.