eurekapd Chapter 173 Online Meeting 2
Chapter 173 Online Meeting 2
"Okay, can everyone hear me?"
The gentle, low-pitched voice came from the speakers, but it was somewhat distorted and didn't sound very real.
"OK."
"I can hear it."
Xie Yan, wearing headphones, curled up in front of the computer, not caring about her appearance since there was no one else at work.
The computer screens on both sides were synchronized. Xie Yan used the mouse to circle and click on the screen. "I'm just suggesting a few directions for everyone to use as a reference."
Although Xie Yan wasn't at the testing site these days, her company had conducted many tests beforehand, and Xie Yan was absolutely confident that the chip was 100% problem-free.
The problem must lie in the device firmware or incompatibility.
Each profession has its own expertise; the research team is all in the field of chip technology, while electronic equipment is Xie Yan's forte.
"First, the reasons for program crashes or system crashes may be driver incompatibility, excessive computational load caused by the algorithm, or memory leaks. I have listed them here in detail. Next, you can try optimizing the algorithm first."
"Second, equipment malfunctions or failures, such as sensor failure or no response to interaction, may be due to a mismatch between the communication protocol of the chip and the external device, or electromagnetic interference causing sensor failure. This problem is quite complex and needs to be solved together with the R&D personnel of the testing equipment."
Xie Yan's mouth was dry from talking, and when she picked up her water glass, she found it was empty. She pursed her pale lips and had no choice but to continue.
"Third, the device operates slowly and has a prolonged response time. This could be due to chip frequency throttling and the device software not being optimized for the chip's multi-core or multi-threaded characteristics. We can..."
The pleasant female voice echoed continuously in the conference room. No one interrupted to ask questions; everyone was engrossed in taking notes. Even Cui Nan was focused on typing on his laptop, trying to use every brain cell to keep up with Xie Yan's train of thought.
Cui Nan had only heard a sentence or two before calling a meeting, and this was the first time she had heard it. The more she listened, the more shocked she became. Xie Yan had managed to compile a list of all the bugs they were currently encountering in just a few days, as if she had some kind of supernatural ability.
"...Eighth, image distortion or display abnormalities may be due to incompatibility between the graphics processing unit or display module and the chip..."
Before he could finish speaking, the other end suddenly stopped.
The twenty-odd people who were taking notes all looked up at the same time. Cui Nan blinked and asked hurriedly, "Why is there no sound? Are you alright? Xie Yan, are you still there?"
"......Um."
The sound from the speakers grew increasingly low and hoarse, and Xie Yan finally couldn't hold back any longer. "Wait a moment, I'll go get a glass of water, one minute."
"Okay, okay, go quickly."
At this moment, Cui Nan was no longer the fierce person she had been just moments before. She was incredibly gentle, as if she was afraid of making the company's precious darling thirsty. She even added warmly, "No rush, two minutes is fine too."
The meeting was paused, and a heated discussion broke out among the group members.
"Got it! I understand now! We need to optimize the heat dissipation first so that the chip can run smoothly!"
"We need to upgrade the operating system, but we don't know how to do that. We'll have to find someone from the equipment company to upgrade the system."
"Isn't that looking for President Shen? Did President Shen just come by?"
Someone turned around and looked around, and immediately spotted a tall figure standing quietly behind another computer desk not far away.
He stood in the shadows of the corner, separated from the sunlight, his face expressionless, or perhaps expressionless.
Shen Yan seemed lost in thought, staring blankly at the clock on the wall. His skin was deathly pale, like a mannequin in a wardrobe, which looked a bit creepy at first glance.
Wu Yong was startled. He nudged his colleague next to him and whispered, "Holy crap, look! President Shen is terrifying!"
Upon hearing this, the colleague also turned around and glanced back. He had sat quite far back at the last dinner party and didn't have a deep impression of President Shen. He only remembered that President Shen had a smile on his face when he spoke to Director Huang last time, but he wasn't smiling today.
"It's normal for the boss to have a cold face. He can't understand our meetings anyway, and Director Huang isn't here today. Why should we lowly underlings be worthy of President Shen's smile?"
This person clearly attributed Shen Yan's unusual behavior today to his tactlessness towards people, completely ignoring the fact that Shen Yan didn't even know Director Huang's surname.
“…Okay.” Wu Yong shrank back and stopped talking.
A few minutes later, Xie Yan made some rustling noises again, and you could vaguely hear her sneezing twice.
No wonder people say you should avoid saying things that are prophetic. Xie Yan only pretended to be sick for a few days, and now she really has a cold.
She quickly made herself a cup of cold medicine and drank it down. Then she came back with a glass of water, put on her headphones, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm back. Where were we?"
Cui Nan exclaimed excitedly, "The eighth one!"
"..."
The meeting was neither long nor short, ending in just over half an hour.
Although it was called a meeting, Xie Yan did most of the talking, only answering a few questions at the end, just like she used to do in her thesis defense, which was quite friendly.
Xie Yan got a headache from talking too much. She had really been working hard lately. Xie Qingyu was not home recently and no one was urging her to rest, so she was also not having an easy time. It took her several days to compile all these things one by one.
The weather in Beicheng in early spring is unpredictable, with rain and sunshine intermittent. It seems she still couldn't escape the spring flu.
After a while, Cui Nan wanted to talk to Xie Yan alone for a bit more, but she didn't reply. Judging from the noise, she was packing up her things, shutting down her computer, and getting ready to go home.
Xie Yan was indeed going home. She went downstairs, her mind blank, and went out of the company gate to hail a taxi.
Just as Cui Nan was about to hang up the phone, she suddenly heard someone on the other end call out Xie Yan's name.
"Sister Xie Yan!" The clear and straightforward young boy's voice was as sweet as sunshine.
Xie Yan looked over at the sound and saw a boy in sportswear running towards her with two bottles of cola in his hands, his face beaming with joy and his eyes full of surprise.
How could that not be a pleasant surprise? They hadn't seen each other since their last meeting at President Gu's house. After President Gu went abroad on a business trip, his brother Gao Qiu was afraid that he would steal someone else's girlfriend and anger President Gu, so he kept a close eye on him. He never expected to run into him today!
Young people can't hide their emotions, and Gao Yang's eyes were practically overflowing with joy.
"Gao Yang, what a coincidence." She greeted him listlessly.
Only then did Gao Yang realize that Xie Yan was acting strangely.
She looked listless, her hair was a bit messy, her complexion wasn't good, and she was even wearing a pair of black Crocs that didn't suit her fairy-like image at all.
Gao Yang hesitated for a moment, then asked with concern, "Sister Xie Yan, are you sick? You don't look well."
Xie Yan didn't care about her image at the moment; she just wanted to go home and get some sleep. Without even lifting her eyelids, she took out her phone and opened a ride-hailing app. "I'm fine."
After saying that, Xie Yan looked at her phone and realized that she hadn't hung up the phone.
"Then let me take you home, Sister Xie Yan. I'm driving now, it's still a bit of a distance from your house."
Xie Yan decisively pressed the button to end the call.
"No thanks."