Dongfang Yiyue pushed open the thick glass door of the law firm, and the air-conditioning mixed with the smell of printer ink hit her face. At eight o'clock in the morning, the sun slanted into the lobby, cutting sharp spots on the floor. She habitually glanced at her watch. There were still forty minutes until the first meeting, which was enough time for her to finish the backlog of emails from last night. Oriental lawyer! Assistant Xiao Chen rushed over holding a tablet computer, his steps so fast that he almost slipped on the smooth marble floor. The young man's face was a mixture of exhaustion from staying up late and some kind of indescribable excitement. He almost pointed the screen in front of Yiyue. The headline news this morning is that Qiming AI is suspected of illegal awakening, and its creator Lin Shen faces life imprisonment! Yiyue's eyes fell on the screen. It was a carefully composed news picture.
