She didn't expect a response, but LEO lightly hummed. To her ears, his tone was—
Oh so strange.
"Passable."
Actually, the problems in the document were simple.
The new project the international department wanted to develop was mainly a batch of new medical devices. The existing medical devices in the company were mostly products from headquarters, repackaged with a product number and brand, and sold as subsidiary products.
But the international department was about to develop overseas markets, and international policies were different. This approach wouldn't work, so they urgently collaborated with the R&D department to develop a batch of new medical devices using existing codes.
This issue might seem small or big.
But the R&D department clearly hadn't considered the differences in customers in overseas markets.
Qi Sui organized her thoughts and stated her demands word by word:
"For example, the multi-channel pipette. The cost is low, and customer feedback domestically is very good. But there are clear differences between races. The tip of the multi-channel pipette is plastic, not glass. For Caucasians, their skin thickness is different from that of Asians. It's very likely that the tip won't pierce the skin to draw blood. I think this needs improvement."
The problems were not only numerous but also trivial. Even Selina frowned as she took notes for a long time.
"I don't think this is a one-month job," Sister S said with a rare look of helplessness.
LEO coughed lightly. "I didn't guarantee it would be done in a month, did I?"
Qi Sui looked helplessly at their exchange, wanting to interject but not knowing how. Selina found it a bit amusing.
"Xiao Qi, which school did you graduate from?" she asked.
Qi Sui answered.
Seeing the surprised expression on the woman's face, Selina glanced at LEO and said, "What a coincidence. I and... Xiao... I and LEO both graduated from there."
A hint of goodwill finally appeared on her face.
"So you're a junior. I majored in financial management, and LEO majored in mathematics."
Qi Sui: "Sen... Senior sister, senior brother, hello."
She couldn't be surprised enough that LEO, who seemed very adaptable, had studied mathematics.
After all, he was not only logical in his thinking but also very tactful in dealing with people, which didn't fit Qi Sui's stereotype of mathematics majors.
Selina half-supported her face and asked casually with curiosity, "Xiao Qi, are you married?"
Her gaze lazily fell on Qi Sui's left hand and she pouted.
"You're wearing a ring."
Being asked this question twice in one day, and for the second time in front of a superior, Qi Sui nodded awkwardly in acknowledgment.
But inside, she thought coldly—
It probably wouldn't be long before it wasn't.
Selina's tone stretched out, her meaning unclear as she exclaimed,
"Married young..."
"Alright, that's enough. Sister S, give her your email. If there are any issues, you two can communicate."
The meeting ended. LEO stood up first. He was tall, half a head taller than Qi Sui. Even Selina in high heels was shorter than him.
He lowered his eyes, giving them space to exchange contact information. His detachment was obvious, but not like eternal ice.
Qi Sui noted down the other party's email, waved at them, and took the elevator downstairs.
Just as she sat down at her desk, the landline rang immediately. The familiar "7459" had even become a habit, and the tension she had felt just now vanished.
"Good job," the man on the other end directly summarized her presentation.
"If you have questions, still ask me, or you can find Sister S. She's usually busy; if it's urgent, come to me directly."
He hesitated for a moment, then added,
"Sister S and I have worked together for a long time. Treat her—just treat her as a senior. Feel free to speak your mind."
"Mm, okay, I understand."
Qi Sui gripped the landline receiver and held back for a long time.
LEO on the other end seemed to sense she had something to say and silently waited for her to speak.
"Thank you."
Qi Sui breathed in.
"Thank you for helping me, LEO."
He hummed in acknowledgment.
She couldn't tell what he was thinking.
Qi Sui's pen unconsciously drew circles on the paper.
His voice was thick and heavy, like a piece of wet cotton candy dipped in water. Due to the inflammation, his tone was sticky at the end. Coming through the receiver, it added a strange atmosphere.
"You—called my name for the first time."
"Uh... no," he explained, "I mean..."
"Just call me that. I'm used to it. Don't be too formal. I hope we can work on equal footing."
Qi Sui hung up the landline.
She looked down at what she had drawn on the blank paper—a mess of lines.
Like a cotton candy.