Sang Yanqing was taken aback. "What?"
Si Fuqing lazily flicked the papers in her hand. "How much is Above the Cloud offering for this chip design competition?"
"Well..." Sang Yanqing was momentarily confused. "It definitely won't be less than nine figures."
Above the Cloud had established an "Excellence Talent Program," which annually scouted geniuses from the international joint examination for early investment.
Last year, a 12-year-old prodigy was recruited by Above the Cloud, with an annual salary exceeding tens of millions.
Above the Cloud had never been stingy when it came to nurturing talent and advancing technology.
"Not bad." Si Fuqing stroked her chin thoughtfully. "In that case, I'll take the design seriously."
Sang Yanqing watched as she picked up a blank sheet of paper and a pen, quickly sketching the outline of a chip.