With just one glance, without needing to see her face, Wyatt Hawthorne could tell that the little quail at the end was Serena Sinclair. His gaze fell directly on her head, but Serena Sinclair was pretending her notebook was blooming with flowers, refusing to look up at him. Wyatt shifted his eyes amidst the exchange of glances among the crowd, "Let’s start." "These are the key projects for the fourth quarter from the project design department..." The meeting was chaired by Claire Carson. Sitting in are dozens of participants, not only all the architectural designers from the project design department but also a host of executives who would be involved in this matter in the future. Yet everyone present knows implicitly who they are here for. After all, recently, the incidents involving the Hawthorne Corporation frequently trending have all been because of Serena Sinclair. "One week feels a bit rushed, but this is for the reasonable distribution between Design Division One and Two. After today’s selection meeting, the two divisions will more targetedly complete the three designs belonging to their departments..." The PPT on the big screen showcased the block models of six projects, introducing the geographical locations of each plot. After a detailed introduction, Claire Carson checked off three projects, "Module 126 will be handled by Design Division One, 345 by Design Division Two. Six groups, six designs. Next, we’ll explain in project order..." Seated, Claire Carson couldn’t resist glancing at Serena Sinclair. Meeting last Friday, design submission due this Friday. During this period, Serena Sinclair took leave twice. And her group, the sixth one, had the most members, but the simplest project. Claire Carson really couldn’t figure out how, including Serena Sinclair, so many people were going to make flowers bloom out of the simplest project. "Good morning, President Hawthorne, Director Carson, colleagues..." The first group soon brought up their design sketches on the big screen. Immediately, a designer stepped forward to explain, "Project One is in Lindenhall, a commercial residential area. Lindenhall is in the south, has a humid climate, so this plot of 2.16 million square meters we’ve turned into the largest tech park in Lindenhall..." Group One was well-prepared, not only had they completed the drawings, but also detailed sectional maps. They went to great lengths to exploit the regional attributes of the tech park characteristics with the surrounding environment and block features. After the explanation, there were questions and answers that clearly interpreted the design concept. Serena Sinclair listened intently, soon shedding the attention intermittently falling on her head. Once Group 5 finished their explanation, it quickly became Group 6’s turn. Claire Carson turned around. Several individuals in Group 6 exchanged glances, trying to dodge the responsibility. It was clearly stated in last week’s meeting that these six projects were the key push projects for the fourth quarter. The only problem is, this is just the preliminary preparation, and the six projects haven’t been secured yet. Among the six projects, the sixth is the smallest in scale and offers the least room for creativity. In short, it’s the most suitable project for those trying to muddle through. Thus, after those with endless design inspirations and ambitions to shine had successively chosen the first five projects, the rest all flocked into this last one. But no one expected the big Boss to attend this meeting. Not only that, but so many executives came too. Some hastily drew sketches but couldn’t articulate high-level design concepts. And there were those who didn’t participate in the drawing at all, just signed their name on the member list. Compared to the designers of the first five projects, though everyone seemed similar, they were unwittingly at a disadvantage. No one wanted to be the standout to be harshly criticized. In the silence, Serena Sinclair stood up, "Let me do it." "Module Six is located in the suburban area near Aethelgard, covering only 160,000 square meters, which makes it a bit small. But as the saying goes, ’small as a sparrow may be, it has all the internal organs...’" A quick press of the remote rendered the designs on the big screen into a 4D model. The words "Mount Veridia Wellness Center" appeared and instantly caught everyone’s attention. For original chapters go to NoveI[F]ire.net The members of Group Six looked at each other, the astonishment evident on their faces. The drawings were the result of collective brainstorming by the entire team. From start to finish, Serena Sinclair hadn’t participated. Just like those other individuals trying to muddle through. But this 4D model, no one had seen it until this second. This means that Serena Sinclair refrained from speaking in the group chat, not because she was ignoring them. Quite the contrary, she observed everything they mentioned and discussed, preserving it all in this 4D model. "According to the annual population statistics, the current elderly population over 65 has exceeded 15%... The Mount Veridia plot is located in the Eastern Second Ring, which inherently determines that the residing demographics have both the financial capability and demand for such a wellness center." The wellness center encompasses landscape views and park layout, fully exploiting the block’s characteristics both economically and aesthetically. As questions arose, Serena Sinclair only needed a glance for the team member to respond. At a glance, there were members actively participating, while those trying to muddle through were not as conspicuous. Almost the moment Serena Sinclair set down the remote, the members of Group Six collectively exhaled. As Serena walked back to her seat, someone turned to say "You’ve worked hard." Others cast grateful looks her way. A stark contrast to the previous indifference. Next came the statement and debate session. This would determine how Hawthorne Corporation plans at the fourth quarter’s bidding conference, securing specific projects or potentially all of them. "The above six projects have been presented with their respective designs; does anyone have different ideas?" Claire Carson surveyed the room. Someone shook their head. After all, only a week’s time was given for preparation. To truly have differing thoughts, they’d have to secure the plot before disputing again. Someone had a pondering look. Especially with the big Boss present, who is an expert. Better not to make a statement that might be off than risk embarrassment. In the silence, Serena Sinclair looked at Claire Carson. Claire received her signal, "Senior Sinclair..." Serena Sinclair stood up again and walked to the big screen. "Project One, the concept of a tech park is excellent, but with such a large plot, solely building a tech park is somewhat wasteful." A new 4D model appeared with a click of the remote. The towering buildings in the park split, half for the park half for exhibits. The far-reaching roads extend from the airport and high-speed rail station, as if you could see at a glance the prospect blueprint of Lindenhall becoming a new tech city in a few years. "Project Two, right by the mountains and waters, the park idea is good. But considering Orion City’s regional attributes and consumer capabilities, I think changing the approach to a large chain brand forest park might possibly boost Orion City’s GDP." Initially, there were whispers and mutual discussions. As Serena Sinclair continued, the meeting room fell into silence. All in the same week’s time. For them, one group completing a single design was barely manageable. How did Serena Sinclair complete six designs while entangled with personal matters? The most astonishing aspect was that she completed additional 4D models for each design. What kind of mind-boggling workload is this? How can someone be outstanding to such an extent?