As the start of the workday approached, the empty workstations were quickly filled, and the public office area of Department Two became lively.
Wei Hongsi put away the printed sheet with his practice writing and the novel, then entered work mode, beginning to refine a design proposal.
The company he worked for was called "Zhiwei Technology," primarily engaged in the application and R&D related to cutting-edge cognitive science.
Strictly speaking, he was still a third-year graduate student, and his diploma wouldn't be issued until next month. Being able to work ahead of time was thanks to the care and recommendation of his advisor, Professor Zhou.
As time passed, a figure caught his peripheral vision, and immediately someone next to him called out, "Xiao Wei!"
Just from the voice, he knew it was his immediate supervisor, He Feng. Wei Hongsi half-turned and nodded, "Supervisor He."
He Feng was around thirty-four or thirty-five years old, slightly overweight, with a hairline that was... expressive, but dressed quite appropriately.
He first glanced at Wei Hongsi's monitor, then said, "Department Eight sent over an analysis request. Everyone else is busy, so you handle it."
He paused for emphasis, "It's quite urgent, so be quick about it."
"Okay," Wei Hongsi nodded, "Forward it to me."
He Feng glanced at Wei Hongsi's monitor once more before turning and leaving.
Not long after, Wei Hongsi received a new work task on his WD: to conduct an analysis and evaluation of the placement effectiveness for four sets of advertising proposals for a certain beverage. Essentially, based on the placement data from the testing phase, analyze the strengths and weaknesses of these four ad sets.
WD was Zhiwei Technology's closed office system. Almost all daily work had to be done on this platform, its name being the acronym for "Wisdom Dimension."
Wei Hongsi reviewed the task content. Seeing that the preliminary key data collection was already completed, the work itself wasn't complicated, but it was very time-consuming. If done using conventional methods, he'd probably be working until evening.
He glanced in the direction of He Feng's office, tapped his fingers rhythmically on the desk a few times, then logged into the company's central server. He found a data processing model named "zw-2." When he tried to access it, he received a prompt indicating he lacked the necessary permissions.
His advisor, Professor Zhou, had a long-term cooperative relationship with Zhiwei Technology. This model was one of their recent collaborative achievements, led by Professor Zhou and completed through his own hands. The "z" and "w" were the first letters of their respective surnames.
But for some reason, even though it was formally deployed at the beginning of the month, it wasn't opened for use.
Wei Hongsi logged out and switched to his maintenance account for this project to log in again. Re-entering the central server, he could only see that zw-2 model, but this time he could access it normally.
Next, he called up that model and used the central server's resources to preprocess the collected data. It took him less than an hour to finish work that originally would have required several hours.
The subsequent work was simple. He logged back in with his work ID and fed the preprocessed data into a standard analysis model on the central server.
He went to the pantry to get a cup of water and handled some other tasks. Soon, the data analysis results came out.
Extracting several key data points and comparing them with the heat map of eye-tracking trajectories, Proposal B's focal point dwell rate exceeded 70%, outperforming the other proposals by at least a dozen percentage points. Its performance on visual landing point dispersion was also exceptionally outstanding.
These two metrics could be simply understood as the 's "attention-grabbing" power. A focal point dwell rate exceeding 70% coupled with low visual landing point dispersion constituted "double-excellent" data. This indicated that not only did the test subjects' gazes remain fixed on the ad, but they also moved in an orderly manner within the ad, obtaining more complete information.
Without a doubt, Proposal B was an extremely excellent , perhaps even beyond what "excellent" could describe.
Wei Hongsi couldn't help but marvel inwardly. Compared to the examples he analyzed during his graduate studies, those were far inferior. It seemed Proposal B must be the work of a major company.
He pulled up the standard report template and was just about to fill it in when a line of glowing red text suddenly popped up before his eyes.
[Risk Warning!]
Wei Hongsi was completely unprepared for this sudden appearance of red text. His head instinctively jerked back, nearly wrenching his neck.
The line of red text remained fixed in the center of his vision, flashing for a few more seconds before disappearing.
Was this... a variant of the ghost text?
Did he really have a "system"? Or was his schizophrenia getting worse?
Wei Hongsi pondered for a moment, then prepared to fill in the analysis report again. This time, no warning text appeared.
He simply went ahead and completed the report. Just as he was about to upload and submit it, the glowing red text popped up again before his eyes.
[Risk Warning!]
The color of the text seemed deeper than before, flashing with a bloody, visceral feeling.
Watching the warning text fade from his sight, Wei Hongsi took small, slow sips of water, deciding to verify further. The data performance of Proposal B was excessively excellent, which in itself was an anomaly.
He called up an algorithm model he had written from his personal computer files, adjusted some parameters, then fed the preprocessed data into it for analysis.
This time, he couldn't use the company's central server resources, so the speed was much, much slower.
Wei Hongsi set it to run in the background and continued refining the proposal he had been working on earlier. While this would further slow down the data processing speed, the impact wasn't significant.
When the lunch break arrived, he locked his computer screen and left his workstation to eat.
The company cafeteria was located in the podium building of this skyscraper, not directly connected to the main tower. One had to go down to the first floor and walk through the lobby to reach it.
The cafeteria environment was comfortable and pleasant, with a rich and diverse variety of dishes, gathering flavors from all corners of the country, catering to the dietary preferences of employees from different regions.
Wei Hongsi picked dishes according to his taste, found a seat, and sat down.
He had just taken a couple of bites when he saw He Feng walking over in his direction, accompanied by a woman who looked quite young.
"Xiao Wei!" He Feng called out from several meters away, then asked as he approached, "Have you finished the task I assigned you?"
"Should be soon," Wei Hongsi answered truthfully. He estimated that by the time the lunch break ended, the analysis results from his own model should be ready.
He Feng's eyes widened, then quickly narrowed slightly as he introduced, "This is Supervisor Lu from Department Eight. She needs that report as soon as work resumes this afternoon."
The woman smiled and nodded at Wei Hongsi, "Hello, Engineer Wei."
"Hello, Supervisor Lu," Wei Hongsi also nodded in greeting, catching a glimpse of the name on her ID card: Lu Jiaqi. "I'll send it to you after work resumes this afternoon."
In the workplace, a woman's age isn't easy to judge just by appearance.
Like this Supervisor Lu, with her fair skin, understated makeup, and slender figure, she looked no more than twenty-six or twenty-seven.
But in reality, she was probably already around thirty, showing some signs of age-related anxiety.
Wei Hongsi didn't know why, but he always seemed able to discern people's real ages, with an error margin of no more than one year.
"Then I'll trouble you," Lu Jiaqi said again before leaving with He Feng.
After finishing his meal, Wei Hongsi went to a bookstore near the company, took out that copy of "Story of Time," and began reading.
During regular breaks, he enjoyed quietly reading a few pages while pondering some questions. This feeling was unique to reading physical books, something no electronic device could replicate.
Judging from the opening, this novel narrated a middle-aged man's recollection of past events. The writing was filled with a strangely fragmented feeling, like the monologues of a schizophrenic's multiple personalities.
This writing technique was very unique, but it was also destined to be very niche, no wonder neither the book nor its author were well-known.
However, for Wei Hongsi, it was still extremely captivating, offering him a very peculiar reading experience.