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Qing Jian Ci: a Modern Survey of Hanlin in the Northern Song Dynasty
At 5:30 in the morning, the Magic City was still shrouded in light gray morning fog. Only a few scattered lights were on in the old-fashioned residential buildings outside the window, like stars crushed in the fog. She reached out to press down her phone, and her fingertips swiped across the work reminders that popped up on the screen - "9:00 Autumn new product research review meeting, lead merchant hyper-terminal data report; 14:00 docking with Hengtong Food sample re-inspection; 17:30 finishin
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The National Trend Boss Traveled Through the Southern Song Dynasty to Become a Factory Official
At 4:30 in the morning, the lights of the "Sindra Guofeng" headquarters on the top floor of the Shanghai CBD were still on, like a beacon in this city that never sleeps. Gonsindra rubbed her brows and sent the final draft of the newly revised "Song Yun Celadon" series design to the design director. The blue light of the screen reflected on her angular face, and in her eyes that always had sharp edges, there was still a trace of exhaustion at this moment, but it was more of a blazing expectation
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Ultimate Productivity
The last thing Xiang Daye remembered was the spotlight that suddenly exploded in the studio. The warm yellow light suddenly turned into dazzling white, and with the crisp sound of glass shards flying, she subconsciously protected the newly trimmed ragdoll cat in her arms, and the next second she was dragged into the boundless darkness by a feeling of weightlessness. When I opened my eyes again, what lingered on my nose was not the smell of disinfectant from the studio, but the thick, slightly mu
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E-Commerce Supported the Western Jin Dynasty
"Ding dong——" The beep of the mobile phone pierced the silence of three o'clock in the morning, and Dong Qiana suddenly woke up from her office chair, with wet coffee stains still on her face. The computer screen in front of me was on. On the backend data page of the cross-border e-commerce platform "Silk Road Shopping", a red "abnormal warning" was stuck like a thorn in the "North American Station Personnel Scheduling" module. She rubbed her temples and forced herself to wake up. As a human res
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The Prime Minister of the Palm: Xing Nunu's Records of the Great Xia Dynasty
Assistant Lin Wei gently placed a stack of thick documents on Xing Nunu's desk with a cautious tone. The office is located on the top floor of the CBD, with rows of tall buildings visible outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Sunlight shines through the glass on the documents, but cannot illuminate the densely packed "risk warnings" in the report. Xing Nunu raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow. Under his fingertips was a faint cyan color left by staying up late. As the technical dir
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Doctor Guan Jinghua: the Minister of Rites Is a Time-Traveling Woman
The red warning light in the emergency center of the city's No. 1 Hospital is like a heart hanging from the ceiling, and every flash is accompanied by a tremor in the air. When Corleona stepped on the hem of her white coat and rushed into the emergency room, the heart rate monitor was emitting a piercing chirp—a straight line, which meant the complete silence of life signals. "The patient is male, 45 years old, with multiple injuries from a car accident, massive bleeding in the chest and abdomen
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Ming Palace Goose Language
As soon as the last bird passed by the turret of the Forbidden City, the scent of soap locust from the backyard of the Huanyi Bureau spread over the half-height blue brick wall. Tu Daye squatted on the cold stone slab, with unwashed soap scum still embedded in his fingernails. In front of him was a mountain of dirty clothes, and the vapor smelling of sweat and musty made his temples throb. "Youngest Tu! Why are you dawdling? If the nobleman's uniform is delayed, watch your skin carefully!" The s
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Copper Cast Mountains and Rivers
At 3:17 in the afternoon, the ceiling fan in the third production workshop of Jiangcheng Copper Art Group was whirring, blowing hot air mixed with the smell of copper shavings and engine oil all over the workshop. Gan Yonglan was wearing thin non-slip gloves and holding a vernier caliper on his fingertips. He was leaning over the workbench and staring at the newly formed "antique bronze jue". The sunlight filtered through the dusty high window, casting a line between light and dark on the side o
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Returning to Qin on the Road: Yao Solaka's Road to Control Millet
In the spring of 2024, the first ray of morning light just shined through the "TourAnxing" headquarters building in Lingang New District, Shanghai, and Yao Soraka was already sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the top-floor office. Her fingertips ran across the dancing blue light dots on the tablet - it was the real-time dispatch map of special cars in 32 cities across the country under "TourAnxing". Each light dot represented a special car that had passed triple safety inspectio
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The Chief Female Officer Came from Modern Times
At 5:30 in the morning in Hangzhou, the sky was just covered with a veil of gray, and Tong Kasha was already riding a shared bicycle to the studio in Binjiang District. There are two bags in the basket of the car - a black backpack stuffed with a laptop and accounting documents, and a beige canvas bag containing contact lenses, makeup remover wipes for shooting, and a half-eaten piece of whole-wheat bread. The studio is in a cultural and creative park that has been transformed from an old factor
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The Storm of the Jin Dynasty: the Imperial Servant Jinghua
At 8:15 in the morning, the "Greenland Engineering Consulting Co., Ltd." On the 28th floor of the CBD office building is already busy. The sound of keyboard tapping and the hum of the printer are intertwined into a unique rhythm in the workplace. Zhang Simode stood in front of his desk, his fingertips quickly ran across the project schedule on the tablet, his brows slightly furrowed but not panicked - as the company's youngest environmental impact assessment engineer and procurement manager, thi
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Jinzhangmou: She Came from Modern Times to Protect Her.
Director Luo, there is another problem with the accounts of the props team of the "A Dream in Chang'an" crew! It was said that the imitation gold and silver props from the Tang Dynasty arrived yesterday, but the actual expenditure was 35% more than the budget. The props team, Chang Zhou, was hesitant and couldn't tell where the difference went! " Assistant Lin Wei's voice was urgent and penetrated the glass door of the office on the top floor of the "Xinglan Film and Television" headquarters. Lu
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Bronze Mirror: Tailong Enters Business
"Brother Shang, there is another problem with the 3D scanning data of the late Shang Dynasty bronze Taotie pattern statue in showcase No. 3. The texture accuracy is stuck at 8K and cannot be improved. The edges of the rendered animal mask are always jagged. Party A is urging us to get the first version of the model for use in the virtual exhibition. It must be handed in the day after tomorrow!" Rapid footsteps broke the silence of the cultural relics digital modeling studio. Intern Lin Xiaoyu wa
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The Dream of a Craftsman: from Paint Manager to Cao Wei Military Aircraft
At 6:30 in the morning, the building materials market in Baoshan District, Shanghai was still immersed in hazy fog. Jing Yasuo had already stepped on a pair of labor protection shoes stained with semi-dried paint and pushed open the "brightly painted" glass door. As the HR manager of this regional painting company, his work station is always at the junction of the workshop and the office - on the left is the raw material area where various latex paints and curing agents are stacked, and on the r
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Reshaping Qing History: Qingyun Road in Western Zhou Dynasty by Environmental Giants
At 5:30 in the morning, when the biological clock woke up Meng Morde Caesar ten minutes earlier than the alarm clock, Shanghai outside the window was still soaked in indigo blue morning mist. He rubbed his brows and ran his fingertips across the rolled-edge "Industrial Wastewater Treatment Technology Manual" on the bedside table. The words "High Concentration Ammonia Nitrogen Wastewater - Optimization of Breakpoint Chlorination Method" marked with a pen on the cover were proof that he worked ove
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Secretly Entering the Northern Zhou Dynasty: Fu Kegemo's Hanlin Counterattack Record
At 6:30 in the morning, Fu Kegemo's cell phone alarm clock has not yet gone off, but his biological clock has woken him up on time. It was just dawn outside the window, and there were scattered figures of old people doing morning exercises in the community. He rubbed his temples, lifted the quilt and stood up - today is the day of the launch meeting of the "Smart Farm Demonstration Zone", the annual core project of the "Green He Agriculture Group". As the chief secretary of the group's general m
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Wu Sako's Fujianese Situation
On the 46th floor of the World Financial Center in Lujiazui, Shanghai, the three screens in front of Wusak were flashing data from different dimensions at the same time - on the left was the real-time sales curve of the German branch's Q3, in the middle was the advertising exposure of Facebook and Instagram, and on the right was an Excel spreadsheet with dense formulas calculating the ROI (return on investment) of this "Summer Home Renewal" campaign. Outside the window is the mist at seven o'clo
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Xia Zhao Wu Tian: the Three Kingdoms Qingyun of the Reborn Designer
At 6:30 in the morning, before the alarm clock on her phone rang, Lu Xia had already opened her eyes at the urging of her biological clock. The light gray skylight leaking through the gap in the curtains was very similar to her mood at the moment - no bright colors, only the heavy routine. She touched the mobile phone on the pillow. The moment the screen lit up, the red dots in the WeChat work group were like needles, making her temples throb. "Lu Xia, the customer reported back at three o'clock
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The Three Kingdoms Hanlin Road of Digital Currency Specialist
At 6:30 in the morning, the alarm clock on Sotucci's mobile phone has not yet gone off, and the smart bracelet on his wrist is already vibrating. This is a habit he has developed over the past three years. He arrives at work two hours earlier than the prescribed work time, and rushes to complete the review of the previous day's digital currency transaction data before the peak load of the system. The apartment he rents is in Zhangjiang, Pudong, a 40-minute subway ride from Lujiazui Financial Cit
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Beizhou Introduces the Path of Cultivating Immortality in Human Affairs
Mi Galen stared at the dense Excel spreadsheets on the computer screen and rubbed his sore temples. At 10:30 in the evening, he was the only one left in the decoration company's personnel office. There was a slight buzz from the air conditioner outlet, and the instant coffee on the table had already gone cold. "The last construction team personnel evaluation form, you can get off work after finishing it." He muttered in a low voice, moving the mouse back and forth between the columns of "technic
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The Stars Calculate the Universe: Long Road in the Chu Kingdom
"East longitude 118°23', north latitude 31°14', beta Orion declination +7°34', low-Earth orbit asteroid transit probability 0.03%, Error range ±0.005%..." Galen Xiong stared at the star trajectory data jumping on the computer screen, and typed out the last set of parameters on the keyboard with his fingertips. The time in the lower right corner of the screen jumped to 3:17 in the morning. Only the hum of the central air conditioner is left in the office, and the instant coffee in the pantry has
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Qinyin Yuewu Zhou
As soon as Slippery's fingertips touched the steaming cup of Americano coffee on his desk, his phone vibrated like it was powered on. The words "City No. 1 Middle School King Teaching and Research" danced on the screen, causing his newly relaxed shoulder lines to tighten instantly - a call at this point was probably not good. He pressed the answer button, but before he could speak, Wang Guilan's voice came over the phone with a hint of urgency: "Manager Hua, I'm afraid we have to talk about the
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Chang'an Goose Language
The last thing Duan Qiandae remembered was the "Game Over" pop-up window that exploded on the computer screen, and the spilled glass of iced Americano at hand. When the brown liquid overflowed the keyboard, she was still mumbling, "This crappy clerk job might as well be typing a copy." The next second, the dazzling white light swallowed up the entire rental house. When he opened his eyes again, the tip of his nose hit him with a cold scent of ambergris, mixed with a faint smell that could not be
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Jie La Governs the Tang Dynasty: from Performing Godmother to Magistrate of Wuzhou County
In Shanghai in July, the heavy rain was like a pierced Tianhe, hitting the glass curtain wall of the "Xingyi Art Center" and splashing water mist. At ten o'clock in the evening, the lights in the rehearsal hall were still dazzlingly bright. Huyanjiela stepped on black stilettos and walked step by step across the floor covered with sound-absorbing carpets. The sound of her heels was covered by the sound of rain, but it seemed to hit the hearts of more than thirty young actors. "Stop!" The clear b
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Chemical Industry Reshapes Liaoning
When the salty cold wind pierced the back of Lu Daye's neck like a knife tempered by ice, she was lying on an ice floe, and the suffocation in her chest had not yet dissipated. There was a gray sky in front of me, crunching ice beneath my feet, and the uninhabited snowfield in the distance undulated in the wind, like a silent giant beast. "Cough... Cough..." She turned sideways suddenly, ice water dripping down her hair, making her scalp numb from the cold. My brain felt like it had been stuffed
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The Story of the Cobbler Manager
At 3:15 in the afternoon, in the office of the HR Director on the 12th floor of the Hengyi Leather Headquarters Building, Zan Lanbo had just hung up the third complaint call from Production Director Zhao Wei, and the warmth of the mobile phone screen was still on his fingertips. On the desk, a "Report on the Abnormal Employee Turnover Rate of the Southwest Production Base" marked "Urgent" is spread out with dense red annotations - in the past month alone, the employee turnover rate in the core t
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Adventist's Notes
The turrets of the Forbidden City were soaked by a continuous drizzle, and the moss on the glazed tiles was full of water vapor, glowing dark green in the gray sky. In the backyard of Xinzheku, a dozen palace ladies were hunched over, washing clothes on the cold stone slabs. The astringent smell of soap locust mixed with the moisture of rainwater filled the tip of their noses. Shu Daye's hands were already red from the cold, and his knuckles were as stiff as rusty hinges. She stared at the brigh
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The Fiftieth Civilization
Lead-gray clouds hang low on the eaves of the Forbidden City, and broken snow is like crushed salt grains, rustling on the bronze lion of Qianqing Gate, splashing fleeting white. Lu Daye trembled all over, the biting chill penetrated from the hard bed beneath her into the bones, making her shiver violently. When she opened her eyes, she was dazzled by the bright yellow tent ceiling above her head. "Minghuang... The decoration of this hotel is quite bold." She muttered and raised her hand to rub
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Quantum Zongzheng
Zhong Tuqi stared at the quantum computer console with a cold blue halo in front of him, his fingertips hovered on the virtual keyboard for half a second, and finally pressed the red button marked "Emergency fuse". The console emits a fine sound of electric current, and the qubit coherence curve, which was originally stable within the error range of 0.003 Nanoseconds, instantly fell from the green area in the center of the screen into the red warning band representing instability, like a seedlin
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We Are History
The leaden-gray clouds were pressing very low, as if they were trying to push this city, which had just experienced the intrusion of the remnants of San Francisco, into the depths of the frozen soil. On the bluestone road in the North Market, the snow was blackened by the hooves of horses, and mixed with ice particles and made a crunching sound. Suddenly, a dazzling purple lightning tore through the clouds and landed on the old elm tree at the corner of the street - instead of breaking off the b
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The Iron-Fisted Chief Envoy: from the Modern King to the Qing Court
On the 23rd floor of an office building in Lujiazui, Shanghai, the lights of the sales department of "Wenlan Publishing" are still as bright as day. Ouyang Qinggangying rubbed his swollen temples and typed the last set of data on the keyboard with his fingertips. "Q3 quarterly book sales growth rate of 27.3%" Popped up on the screen, making the corners of his tight mouth finally curve. As the sales director of Wenlan Publishing, 32-year-old Ouyang Qinggangying also has another identity - "Qingfe
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Clouds Span Ancient and Modern Times: Lang Zhongling's Counterattack
At 4:30 in the morning, the cargo area of Kunming Changshui Airport was still immersed in indigo silence. Zhan Deleving wrapped himself tightly in his jacket and slid his fingertips quickly on the "West Yunnan Caravan Supply Chain Management System" on his tablet computer. On the screen, among the green dots representing thirty-seven pastures, the "Laoqing Ranch" in Nujiang Lisu Autonomous Prefecture was flashing a red alert crazily - the blizzard three days ago crushed the forage warehouse, a
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Crossing the Southern Wu: Rebirth as a Traveler
At 9:17 p. M., Two lights were still on in the Finance Department office on the third floor of the administrative building of the Municipal First People's Hospital. In the Excel spreadsheet spread out in front of Dai Qianjue, the dense blue numbers were like countless little eyes, staring at the mouse hovering on her fingertips. As a rare "nurse accountant" in the hospital, her work station always has two more things than others - a dog-eared book "Hospital Accounting System" and a mini care pac
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Magnificent Ten Kingdoms: the Refreshing Story of Lang Zhongling
At 3:15 in the afternoon, in the banquet hall on the third floor of the Shanghai International Convention and Exhibition Center, the air was filled with the aroma of burnt coffee and the unique tension of business negotiations. Kang Wei was sitting behind the "Hengmagnetic Technology" booth, unconsciously rubbing a palm-sized ferrite magnetic ring in his pocket with his fingertips - this is the company's latest high-performance permanent magnet sample, with a magnetic energy product exceeding 48
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The Crane Returns to the Southern Tang Dynasty: Wei Wei Baohua
At 8:55 a. M., In the conference room on the 38th floor of the Echen Group headquarters, the air seemed to have been stuffed into an airtight glass jar. Rongkel stepped on her high heels, her skirt swept across the pile of file boxes at the door of the conference room, and sat down at exactly 8:59:50. Her fingertips unconsciously rubbed the title of "Q3 Talent Inventory" on her notebook - this was her 300th day in the HR department of Gochen Group, and it was also the third time she had chaired
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The Refreshing Legend of the Reborn Minister of Rites
Autumn nights in Bohai Bay always hide unexpected violence. At 2:40 in the morning, Shi Lulu's personal mobile phone rang suddenly, and the words "Donggang Dispatch Center" jumped on the screen, causing her to sit up from her light sleep in an instant - calls at this time were never "trivial". "Director Shi, there's something wrong with the Ocean Ocean!" The dispatcher's voice had a clear vibrato, and in the background were the howling wind and piercing alarms. "The Panamanian freighter, carryin
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The Vast Sea Surged into the Southern Tang Dynasty
June in Binhai City always carries the salty and humid sea breeze, breaking up the heat and spreading it over this city that thrives on the harbor. In the top-floor office of the headquarters building of Hanhai Fishery Group, the floor-to-ceiling window shows the continuous fishing port. The 10,000-ton ocean-going fishing vessel lies on the berth like a steel giant, and the giant arm of the crane swings slowly in the morning light, creating a busy scene. But inside the office, the atmosphere was
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Carving Bricks into the Tang Dynasty: Jiedushi's Hard-Core Counterattack
In Shanghai, the early autumn rain brought with it a sticky dampness, hitting the fence of the "Mirror Garden" restoration project, causing tiny splashes of water. Xiang Pansen, wearing work clothes stained with gray, squatted in front of the brick screen wall that had been washed white by the rain. His fingertips brushed a broken "Squirrel Grape" brick carving component, and he frowned slightly. "Gong Xiang, I'm afraid the fragments of the dragon scales of the 'Guozhilong' cannot be repaired us
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Bronze Water Deed: the Female Prime Minister of the Hou Family
It was raining heavily in July. In the Grade-A office building in Lujiazui, Shanghai, the air-conditioning was running smoothly, but it couldn't suppress the thin sweat on Guangkasha's forehead. On the conference table in front of her, there was a purchase list with seventeen items marked in red. Sitting opposite her were Zhang Lei, director of the group's infrastructure department, and Li Wei, leader of the environmental protection technology team. Both of them looked unhappy. "Manager Guang,"
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Yilu Star Map: Journey to Northern Han Dynasty in Jisolaka
When Ji Soraka's high heels stepped through the glass corridor on the 23rd floor of Star Map Technology, the morning light was cut into thin strips through the blinds, and fell on the "unread emails" prompt on her workstation monitor - 37 emails, 12 more than yesterday. She put down her beige tote bag and first touched the mint potted plant next to the monitor with her fingertips. The leaves were still hung with drops of water she poured last night. This was her little habit in the three years s
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Unusual Contact Event
It felt like there were countless needles piercing the seams of his bones, or like someone had poured a bucket of ice water from head to toe. It was so cold that the teeth of the hundred-mile goose were chattering, but his consciousness was slowly returning to the bone in the bone-chilling chill. She remembered that she was clearly working overtime at the company until late at night, checking the quarterly financial report of cross-border purchasing in front of the computer screen. An account in
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