JUNJIE
"The consignment is delivered."
The message I've been waiting for all day finally pops up. I rise from my desk, anticipation buzzing through me. It's time. But as I head toward my bedroom, my eyes land on Yiren, sitting at the dining table, deeply engrossed in her work with the VR gear strapped to her head.
For a moment, I just… pause. My gaze lingers on her, completely captivated. She's lost in her world, working diligently, her hands moving in sync with whatever is running on her laptop. Her passion for what she does is obvious. She has this light about her—something that draws you in, that could ignite everyone around her without even trying.
VR, huh? I never thought much of it before, but hearing about it from her and doing some research it has me thinking. Could this be the answer to my biggest problem? VR could help me create a prototype of my car, giving me a detailed look at every part for better development and visualization.
