Manager Guo muttered to himself, and the people around him heard him clearly, each offering their own comments.

Principal Wang: “Just another day at the office.”

Glasses Guy: “So she really is this impressive!”

Zhao Chengde: “As expected of Jiang Cheng.”

Factory Director Sun: “What a talent!”

At the center of the conversation, Jiang Cheng was completely oblivious to her surroundings.

When the others glanced at her, they saw her fully focused, meticulous, flipping through and categorizing documents at an astonishing speed. She never looked up to glance around, nor did she need to consult a dictionary.

Jiang Cheng’s concentration made the others feel too embarrassed to let their minds wander, and they immediately focused on their own tasks.

An hour later, Jiang Cheng looked up for the first time and even stood up.

Everyone in the workshop instantly turned their attention to her, instinctively waiting for her to speak.

“Everyone, I’ve discovered a pattern,” Jiang Cheng said without preamble, holding the useful documents she had sorted through in the past hour.

“The papers related to the production line are different from the others mixed in. They’re heavier, and the formatting is different too.

“Look here…”

Jiang Cheng gestured, and the others quickly gathered around.

“The letter ‘E’ in the production line documents is always written like this, while the ‘E’ in the other documents is written like this. Also, the way the paragraphs are divided…

“The person who wrote these likes to use separators and doesn’t like paragraphs to exceed five lines.”

…

With each point she made, Jiang Cheng wrote it down on a piece of paper.

Her explanations were well-reasoned and grounded, far from baseless speculation.

“Director Sun, find someone trustworthy with a decent educational background to help. Let’s first sort these documents roughly based on these patterns, and then we translators will further categorize them.

“I’ll be responsible for checking for any omissions and reviewing all the remaining files.

“How does that sound?”

What could Director Sun say? He immediately agreed!

He loved talents who could not only identify problems but also solve them!

The more he looked at her, the more he liked her. Why couldn’t she be from their machinery factory?

Director Sun immediately called Secretary Zhang to make arrangements, but Jiang Cheng added one more thing.

“Secretary Zhang, I have a history with Lin Chengyuan from the machinery factory. I’d prefer if he isn’t involved.

“I’m naturally a bit petty, and I don’t want to test whether my personal issues with him might interfere. If someone were to hide even a single sheet of paper, it could cause problems with the entire equipment operation. So, I’d rather nip it in the bud.”

Secretary Zhang looked at Director Sun, who nodded solemnly. “Listen to Jiang Cheng. As for the personnel matter… I’ll go with you.”

Comrade Jiang Cheng made a very valid point.

As for Lin Chengyuan? He wasn’t important!

After Director Sun and Secretary Zhang left, Jiang Cheng asked Glasses Guy to bring her a board.

She used chalk to write down the details of the patterns she had discovered and attached examples next to them.

With everyone working together, the workshop was divided into three areas.

The initial area for the first round of screening.

The secondary selection area, temporarily led by Principal Wang, for a second round of checks.

The review area, composed of several translators, for the final review.

Jiang Cheng, as the floater, was responsible for screening the documents that had been filtered out in the first round.

“Jiang Cheng, wouldn’t it take the same amount of time for you to review them again as it would for all of us to do it together?”

Zhao Chengde was puzzled, but Jiang Cheng didn’t explain. Instead, she mysteriously said, “You’ll see soon enough.”

Soon, the people Director Sun had found arrived.

The assembly-line-style translation and review process began.

The three areas operated smoothly, and Jiang Cheng, as the only floater, made a few rounds of inspections before deciding that the current method was correct. She then focused entirely on the first area.

A chair, a person.

She divided the area into two.

To Jiang Cheng’s left, a mountain of useless documents piled up.

To her right, an empty space with the numbers one through seven written on the ground, where two assistants she had chosen stood.

In front of her was a box where she planned to place any production line documents that had slipped through the cracks.

Jiang Cheng began.

Left hand picking up a sheet, eyes scanning, right hand taking it.

“Three.”

As soon as she spoke, the assistant quickly took the sheet and placed it on the spot marked “three.”

Left hand picking, eyes scanning, right hand taking, mouth calling out numbers.

“Four.”

“Five.”

“Seven.”

…

The entire process took at most two seconds, sometimes even just one second, or less.

Jiang Cheng was like the most efficient robot. No matter how chaotic it was outside, she remained unmoved, her eyes fixed solely on her work.

The two assistants soon began to tire.

Director Sun immediately arranged for two replacements, and the four assistants took turns helping Jiang Cheng, but they were still overwhelmed.

The only constant was Jiang Cheng, who seemed neither tired nor thirsty.

Three hours later, work in the area paused.

It was already 9:30 PM, and everyone decided to continue the next day.

Only Jiang Cheng remained immersed in her own world, completely unaware of the passage of time.

Principal Wang said with a hint of admiration, “This level of focus is something ordinary people just don’t have.”

“Indeed,” Director Sun agreed, deeply moved.

Regardless, they needed to rest.

Director Sun approached Jiang Cheng and called her name three times before she finally responded.

“Put it down, go back and rest well. Come back tomorrow. I’ve already spoken to the director of the recycling station to borrow you for a few days.”

Jiang Cheng remained in her position, her first silly smile appearing as she said, “I’m stiff. I can’t move.”

Her words brought tears to the eyes of a few sensitive girls.

Director Sun called over a few girls to help Jiang Cheng stretch.

“Ow—slow down, slow down—”

Jiang Cheng felt as though countless ants were crawling through her limbs, the tingling sensation making her cry out a couple of times.

Under Director Sun’s arrangements, the others left first, while Jiang Cheng stayed in the workshop for nearly half an hour to recover.

Even during this half hour, she didn’t want to waste time.

Since her hands couldn’t move, she borrowed someone else’s.

Director Sun became the honored tool for this task.

Finally, after recovering, Jiang Cheng reminded him, “Director Sun, please make sure to properly organize the documents I’ve categorized. Once the production line translations are done, I plan to take a good look at these materials.”

Director Sun immediately agreed but couldn’t help asking, “Why do you want to look at them?”

“Know thyself, know thy enemy, and you’ll never lose a battle,” Jiang Cheng said as she stood up.

“Even though they sent these documents to us as filler, they’re not just random characters. As long as there’s text, there’s meaning.”

With that, Jiang Cheng, regardless of the impact she had made on everyone present, quickly regained her usual thick-skinned demeanor and smiled at Director Sun.

“Director Sun, since you’ve borrowed me for translation, I’ll come early tomorrow.”

“Good! Thank you.”

Jiang Cheng flashed her small white teeth and chuckled, “No need to thank me. You’re covering three meals and a midnight snack for me. I can’t let you down, can I?”