Lin Xian curled up his legs, lifting his head to look at the ceiling:
"Do you remember, you once received an invitation from the 'Genius Club'?"
"Red velvet cardstock, sealed with a wax stamp on the front, with five gilded characters on the back."
"It was you who took it from my hands at the time, right when the Rhine Cat Doll prototypes were produced, you took both the invitation and the Rhine Cat Doll from me."
Zhao Yingjun recalled for a moment:
"I remember this."
"After I got back to my office, I opened the invitation, and inside was a QR code. I scanned it, and it was related to the Apple conference."
"Isn't Apple known for its Genius Bar, that kind of service center? I took the invitation for an Apple ad at the time, didn't give it much thought, and just tossed it into a drawer."
Lin Xian nodded:
"That's the incident, nearly two years have passed since then."
