Yang Xincheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Xuan hadn't been with the company for long, but Yang Xincheng had managed to figure him out a bit. Although Chen Xuan usually wore a gentle smile and spoke politely to everyone, exuding the comforting warmth of a spring breeze, Yang Xincheng always felt separated by a Level 1 barrier. Even Chen Xuan's amiable attitude gave off an aura of aloofness. It was a deeply contradictory feeling, but it was Yang Xincheng's genuine impression. Furthermore, Chen Xuan's technical skills were undeniably top-notch. However, he shared some of the typical flaws of technical geniuses. For instance, he could be incredibly stubborn and rigid about his principles. When it came to technical matters, if he believed he was right, he would stand his ground—even against someone with more seniority or a higher rank. Of course, the facts ultimately always proved Chen Xuan right.
