Data Analyst Is Doted on by Mr. Lu

On the lenses of smart glasses, data flows silently like a waterfall. Shen Zhan stood under the spotlight in the demonstration hall, listening to his competitor Zhao Ming demonstrate the "flawless" data model in a provocative tone. The atmosphere in the audience was tilted, and our team looked solemn. He tapped his fingertips twice on the edge of the podium and turned to the young woman in the audience who always lowered her head. "Lin Jianwei," his voice cut through the noise smoothly, "I need you to access the system now and verify the authenticity of the other party's model in the third and seventh data dimensions." All eyes, along with Zhao Ming's sarcastic smile, were instantly nailed to the inconspicuous "tool man" in the data analysis department. Lin Jian raised his head slightly. Behind the thick lenses, something was broken deep in his pupils. --- ##Chapter 1: Shadows in the fog of data At 9:17 a. M. On Monday, the air in the data analysis department of "Guanshi Technology" was filled with the buzz of overnight coffee and the system fan. Lin Jian stared at the screen slightly, his fingertips moving slowly and awkwardly on the keyboard. The report window is stacked This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.