Jian Yue hesitated for a moment and indeed felt a little tired.

But thinking about the relatively smooth cooperation between the two of them today, and that there were still many ideas that needed further discussion, he nodded and agreed.

"Ok."

They came to a quiet restaurant with soft lighting and soothing classical music, which formed a sharp contrast with the noisy construction site during the day.

The two found a seat by the window, ordered their food, and began to discuss the project.

Zhuang Mingdong took a sip of water and said, "Some of the opinions you raised during the site inspection today are very insightful, especially the one about ecological protection. I had not considered it so carefully before."

Jian Yue smiled slightly, "This project is so large in scale that if we don't pay attention to ecological protection, we may face many problems in the later stage. Moreover, we have the responsibility to protect the surrounding environment while building."

The two of them had a heated discussion while eating.

From geological exploration to ecological protection, from bridge design to construction details.

Their topic continued to deepen.

During the communication process, we found that we had similar ideas in many aspects and our understanding of the project became more consistent.

After dinner, Zhuang Mingdong offered to take Jian Yue back to school.

The streets are busy at night and the street lights cast a soft light.

Zhuang Mingdong was driving and soft music was playing in the car.

Neither of them spoke, each thinking about the project.

The car window was opened a crack, and a breeze blew in gently, bringing the coolness of the night and blowing on Jian Yue's face.

Arriving at the school gate, Jian Yue unbuckled her seat belt and said, "Thank you for sending me back. Today's inspection was very fruitful. We will keep in touch later."

Zhuang Mingdong looked at her with a smile, "You're welcome. Go back and have a good rest. You are really tired today. If you have any new ideas, feel free to contact me."

Jian Yue got out of the car and watched Zhuang Mingdong drive away. She felt more expectant and nervous about the project.

I returned to the dormitory, lay on the bed tiredly, and looked at the ceiling.

I never thought that I would take on such an important position as chief bridge designer at such a young age.

The $100,000 prize money now feels heavy, even hot.

Although she would receive a monthly salary of $10,000 during the construction period, this came with an extremely arduous responsibility weighing heavily on her shoulders.

The design and construction of this bridge cannot afford to be sloppy in the slightest. Every decision and every piece of data concerns the life safety of many people and huge financial investment.

When she thought of this, she felt like a huge stone was pressing on her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.

Countless thoughts were mingling in her mind.

Can I really do it?

What if something goes wrong?

However, fatigue gradually set in.

The stress and busyness of these days have taken a toll on her body.

Amidst these complicated thoughts, I fell asleep unknowingly.

In my dream, I saw the unbuilt bridge, which was swaying precariously between two mountains.

All around her were people shouting in fear. This nightmare made her brows furrow and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

In the following days, Jian Yue rushed between school and the construction site every day.

Early in the morning, before the first ray of sunlight fully illuminated the campus, she had already packed up her materials and hurried to the construction site.

The backpack is filled with various drawings, notebooks and measuring tools.

At school, she needs to complete her academic tasks.

Use your spare time to ask professors about difficult problems encountered in the project and discuss relevant professional knowledge with classmates.

She listened to every class very carefully, taking notes with her pen, not missing any information that might be useful for the project.

On the construction site, it is like a tireless spinning top, spinning non-stop.

Carefully study the geological survey report with the engineers.

She had to check all the densely packed data and charts one by one.

Don't miss any slight abnormality.

She will discuss the construction plan in depth with the construction team.

On the dusty construction site, he held the blueprints and loudly explained every construction step and key point to the workers.

His voice became a little hoarse from talking for a long time.

Once, when discussing the construction plan of the bridge foundation.

An experienced old engineer expressed a different view.

"Ms. Jane, I think the depth of this foundation may not be enough according to the current design. The geological conditions here are more complicated than we previously estimated. If there is a flood or earthquake, it may be dangerous."

Jian Yue listened carefully and knew that what the old engineer said made sense.

Looking at the drawings, he fell into deep thought.

"You are right, we cannot take any risks. We need to reassess the geological bearing capacity and increase the depth and stability of the foundation."

After saying that, he worked with the engineers to recalculate the data and adjust the design plan, which took the entire day.

The days passed by in busyness, and Jian Yue felt like she was racing against time.

Watching the construction site gradually transform from a barren wasteland into the rudiments of some infrastructure, I felt a sense of accomplishment, but also felt nervous all the time.

She is looking forward to the day when construction officially starts. That will be the moment when her dream sets sail and also the beginning of greater challenges for her.

But no matter what, she was ready.

That evening, Jian Yue had just returned to the dormitory from the construction site.

Before I could change out of my dusty clothes, the door was flung open.

Yu Jialing walked in with a bitter face and red eyes, as if she had just cried.

"Yueyue, drink with me."

Jian Yue looked at her and said, "What's wrong? What happened? Okay, I'll drink with you, but let's not go to the bar, let's just stay in the dormitory."

Yu Jialing nodded, sat down on the bed, and began to tell the story with sobs.

"He... rejected me, and I really don't know why. Am I really that bad?"

Jian Yue sighed, took out a few cans of beer from the cabinet and handed one to Yu Jialing.

Then, sit next to her.

"Did he say why?"

Yu Jialing opened the beer, took a big gulp, and burped, "He said that he felt we were not suitable. I feel really bad, Jian Yue, I feel like my heart is being torn apart."

"I know you are in pain now. It's not easy to feel heartbroken. You are so good, you deserve someone better to cherish you."

Yu Jialing shook her head, "But I really like him."

As he spoke, tears began to flow uncontrollably.

Jian Yue handed over a tissue, "I know those memories are beautiful and hard to forget. But sometimes, love is like this. It's not that you will get something in return for your efforts. You have to believe that this is just a small setback in your life. You will meet someone who is more suitable for you in the future. That person will truly understand your goodness and will not leave you easily."

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