Ryan Hill stuck his head out to glance at the big screen behind them, then pulled back to look at Henry Clark:

"Can you understand it? Is it a bit too profound?"

"I can understand the literal meaning."

Henry Clark nodded. He had also seen "Inception" before, and found it quite brilliant.

In the movie, the protagonist uses a machine to invade other people's dreams, then extracts information within the dream.

"But what does that have to do with the changes in my dreams?"

"Because your subconscious has changed!"

Ryan Hill downed a glass of beer:

"Let me ask you, right now, in your subconscious, what do you think this cat should be called?"

Henry Clark thought seriously for a moment...

"Rhine Cat."

"There you go! Your subconscious already thinks it's the Rhine Cat, so of course the version in your dream has to be updated too!"

"Is it really that simple?"

"It's really that simple!"

Henry Clark frowned:

"Is your theory actually reliable? Can you really take the movie's premise seriously?"

Ryan Hill grinned mischievously, waggling his finger:

"I didn't just learn this from a movie, you know~ Look—"

He opened his phone, tapped into someone's Moments, and held the phone up to Henry Clark's face:

"This client of mine is a psychologist, quite famous in Donghai! She added me on WeChat when she bought a car. She often posts this kind of stuff in her Moments, so I check it out and learn a bit when I have time."

Henry Clark glanced at the Moments feed.

It was full of psychology knowledge and some lecture content.

"Oh come on... your little issue really isn't worth agonizing over!"

Ryan Hill waved his hand grandly—

"[At the end of the day! What's so strange about things from reality appearing in dreams?]"

"[If something from a dream ever appears in reality, now that would be a real big deal!]"

With that,

Ryan Hill took his beer, shaking his head as he went to watch the game.

Argentina scored again.

The whole bar erupted in deafening cheers.

Henry Clark sat in his chair, recalling what Ryan Hill had just said... The ice-cold beer in his glass gradually became lukewarm.

Ryan Hill, though not the most educated, often had a very persuasive way of speaking.

Thinking it over carefully.

Things from reality appearing in dreams really aren't a big deal. Isn't everything people dream about just fragments of reality pieced together?

Actually... in his dream, it was just the name of the doll that changed.

The cat was still the same cat.

Not a single thing had changed.

Thinking about it this way, maybe he really was just being overly sensitive.

...

In the end, Argentina won the match.

Amid the cheers of fans and drinking buddies, the bar gradually emptied out.

"That was awesome! I really hope Argentina can make it to the finals! Winning the championship would be even better!"

In the cold wind.

Ryan Hill, face flushed and beer belly sticking out, bounced in place:

"Henry Clark, I heard you got promoted?"

"Yeah, just to a team leader, but it's a direct team, on the same level as the department."

"Nice, bro! That's a huge step up!"

Ryan Hill threw his arm around Henry Clark's neck and laughed heartily:

"Hurry up and make some money! When you do, come buy a car from me!"

"Next time for sure."

...

Gotta admit.

Grace Harris really gets things done fast and decisively.

When Henry Clark arrived at the company today, his work team and office were already fully set up.

Henry Clark now had his own private office. Though not large, it had everything he needed. His workstation had also been upgraded to department head standards.

A huge single desk, a brand-new top-spec Apple all-in-one, and a separate bookshelf.

With this kind of setup and benefits, how could you not be motivated to work?

Henry Clark took the latest Rhine Cat design draft to report to Grace Harris.

Grace Harris's office was on the 22nd floor, with two password locks—no one but Grace Harris knew the codes.

"Come in."

Grace Harris remotely unlocked the door from inside, and Henry Clark walked into the office.

It was his first time in this office, and sure enough, it was just as legendary as people said: clean, minimalist, not a single unnecessary thing.

But it was also truly spacious, with two adjoining rest rooms.

Today, Grace Harris wore a white trench coat, with exquisite makeup, and silver earrings sparkling in the sunlight.

Usually, she wore her hair up, looking sharp and capable. But today, it was gently draped around her neck, making her seem much more approachable.

"Very nice."

After looking over Henry Clark's design draft, Grace Harris nodded in satisfaction:

"Hand it over to the production department. Have them find a factory to start production, and launch it together with our flagship Rhine brand products as a giveaway."

"Once the doll sample is produced, bring me one first. I actually really like this Rhine Cat."

"Okay."

Henry Clark agreed, then picked up the design draft and left.

"Hey, Henry Clark."

Grace Harris called out to him:

"I saw on your resume that you graduated from Donghai University?"

"Yes, Director Zhao."

Grace Harris looked him up and down:

"Do you have a suit?"

"I have one... bought it for job interviews."