Chapter 82

Perhaps it was because UA was suddenly exposed to be involved in this major cross-border economic case. Even though it was still in the investigation stage, the entire atmosphere of the second day of the seminar seemed to be frozen by cement, with a depressing feeling of impending storm.

Chuan Xing didn't dare to make any more moves.

This also caused small businesses that initially aimed to spread the word to be like headless flies.

It was at this time that Xinrui suddenly announced that it would negotiate cooperation with various companies at a more reasonable price than Chuanxing, without a buyout. In just one day, it quickly occupied most of the targets that Chuanxing had originally included.

The means were swift and the attack was ruthless.

And it is a competition that is blatantly put on the table.

This gave everyone attending the meeting a new understanding of the name Chen Mo.

The young man sitting behind the table is usually not the one who speaks the most at the negotiation table, but he is the most direct and straightforward. When it comes to the bottom line in his heart, he will not give in.

"Master." Yuan Hao was holding a pile of documents and following him, busy like a spinning top. After a whole day, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Even so, when he packed up and returned to the hotel, he didn't forget to ask Chen Mo in a low voice: "Do you want to leave the door open tonight? I still have the room card from this morning. Give it to you, Master."

Chen Mo looked down at the room card that was stretched out in front of him.

Compared to the dark circles under Yuan Hao's eyes, he, a person who suffers from insomnia for many years, seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of high-intensity work. Except for his face becoming a little paler, everything was normal. He said, "No need."

He did not ask his apprentice where he found out about it. He just said, "UA just had an incident. There must be a lot of things that need his attention. He can't come over."

Although it's just speculation.

Two minutes later, Chen Mo received a text message from Xi Siyan on his mobile phone.

really.

XSY: I have something to worry about tonight, go to bed early and don’t stay up too late.

There is a second sentence.

XSY: I have someone in Huajing prepare a new medicine for you and they will deliver it to you later. Try it and call me immediately if you feel any discomfort.

Chen Mo felt that Xi Siyan was making a big deal out of nothing.

After all, he knew that the low-grade fever was not a big problem. If he calmed down and rested for a while, it would be fine. It was just that the timing did not allow it. Xi Siyan obviously understood him and did not let him give up at this time.

This kind of tacit understanding often makes Chen Mo feel at ease.

He knew that he would never meet another person who understood him so well.

Even though they are still hiding things from each other, it does not prevent the feelings in their hearts from being so real.

Chen Mo replied, "I understand," and quickly continued to work on the task at hand.

The third day of the seminar.

Chen Mo gave a speech on new applications of intelligence in the medical field.

Compared to the situation on the first day when he had no chance to show his talents, in a short time, Xinrui's momentum overwhelmed Chuanxing. When he stood at the center of the seminar and talked freely in front of the big screen, all eyes on the scene were focused on him.

Including Xi Siyan who was sitting in the first row.

Occasionally their eyes met, then quickly looked away.

Chen Mo said: "My personal fate with artificial intelligence started very late. The most memorable thing was when I was young, someone accompanied me back to my hometown, a place that was almost isolated from cutting-edge technology. Out of respect for the elders, the other party accompanied me to take a bath with well water. The consequences can be imagined, I caught a cold... and the doctors there had limited conditions for hanging saline solution..."

Chen Mo thought of the ridges of the fields in Yuhuai Village.

I think of the cool mat in the small building.

Thinking of the group of village bullies they met, and the lively atmosphere of the breakfast shop in the town.

Even though that summer, they started to part ways from there.

But over the years, whenever Chen Mo thought of Yuhuai Village, the few profound images left in his memory were basically all related to Xi Sixian.

He seldom thought about it on purpose, but whenever he did, he would try to describe the appearance of the boy in his memory.

He has a high nose, deep eyes and slender fingers.

All kinds of details eventually converged into the person sitting in the audience today.

He wore a neat suit, crossed his long legs, and his seemingly calm eyes contained a barely perceptible smile.

He obviously also remembered all the scenes that Chen Mo described about that year.

Chen Mo could hear his own heartbeat, and his mood was slightly different from the countless times he had stood in such occasions before. All of this came from having someone to take over his wanton past and a foreseeable future.

The seminar ended in the afternoon.

The plane flies directly to Suicheng.

Unexpectedly, the flight was delayed from four o'clock to six o'clock. The airline finally informed them that it could not take off and arranged a flight at seven thirty.

Old K was in a hurry to go back because he and Su Qianran had a meeting to attend.

I was so angry.

"Let's go eat first." Chen Mo knew Lao K's impatience very well. Unlike his colleagues in the sales department who were too scared to say a word, and Yuan Hao who kept his mouth shut, Chen Mo took the lead in looking for a restaurant at the airport.

Only when Old K followed suit, cursing, did everyone else breathe a sigh of relief and the atmosphere turned around.

Ten minutes later, we found a buffet.

As soon as he stepped in, Lao K suddenly stepped back.

"What's going on?" Chen Mo was walking behind him and was bumped into for no apparent reason.

Old K grabbed his arm and said, "Let's go to another one. It's too unlucky. The people from Chuanxing are here."

Chen Mo tilted his head to look inside, and just happened to meet Ren Xiansen who turned back. This man had just lost such a big backer as UA, and had long lost interest in pretending. His eyes were like cold venomous snakes, and he glared at Chen Mo fiercely.

Chen Mo looked back expressionlessly.

It was not until the person on the other side said something and turned away that Chen Mo withdrew his gaze and agreed to change to another store.

There is another Chinese restaurant twenty meters away.

The people on their side were heading over there, and when they were almost at the door, Old K muttered to the side, "What bad luck! It's such a big airport, you can run into people you know everywhere you go."

Only then did Chen Mo see Xi Siyan and his group.

In addition to Han Gan, there were five other people on his side. Maybe because two of them were foreigners, they specifically chose Chinese food.

"Mr. Xi." The social desire in Old K's bones was awakened, and he smiled and walked forward, "What a coincidence, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you." Xi Siyan stretched out his hand to shake hands with Lao K and glanced at Chen Mo at the same time.

When the two parties met and exchanged greetings, they found out that they both had flights at 7:30, so they got together for lunch.

On the long table in the restaurant.

Opposite Chen Mo is Xi Siyan.

They didn't talk much to each other.

Because Han Gan was also a social expert, he got along very well with Lao K and was able to bring other people along, so the table never got dull at all.

This actually makes them stand out.

Chen Mo ate little, occasionally turning his head to answer other people's questions, and spent most of the time leaning on the stool to listen to other people's conversations. He crossed his legs, and because of a sideways movement, his toes accidentally kicked the knee of the person opposite him.

Chen Mo was stunned.

Xi Siyan, who was originally speaking English to the foreigner next to him, also stopped and looked back at him.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows.

This is actually an insignificant episode.

But Chen Mo was so tempted by his calm eyes that he saw him turn his head back to talk to someone, and he stretched his long legs forward. It should have touched Xi Siyan's calf. Hearing his words pause, Chen Mo quietly curled the corners of his lips. Like a malicious act, he deliberately hooked up along the calf, to the knee, and then to the thigh, gently, almost imperceptibly rubbing.

Just as he was about to go further, a hand suddenly grabbed his ankle and squeezed it in a warning tone.

Chen Mo stopped at the right time, retracted his foot, and put a piece of potato into his mouth as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Xi Siyan had just finished talking to someone.

He turned his head and looked at the plate in front of Chen Mo, frowning.

He quickly waved to the waiter and whispered something to him.

No one noticed it at first, but when Xi Siyan was paying the bill and walking out, the waiter handed the packaged bag to him.

Han Gan was shocked: "Are you not full?"

Xi Siyan didn't answer at all.

No one asked again.

As a result, before registration, in the VIP lounge, those who were paying attention would find that the packed bag had fallen into Chen Mo's hands at some point.

Chen Mo held the bowl and swallowed the food bite by bite.

Xi Siyan was standing next to him, still talking to someone else, but when Chen Mo stopped, he looked down at him with a frown, like a serious inspector.

He looked at his watch during the break and tapped the armrest of Chen Mo's chair: "There are still ten minutes left, eat something more."

"I just ate." Chen Mo stated.

Xi Siyan: "Well, half an hour, a small bowl of mushroom soup, two bites of vegetables, including a piece of potato that you didn't plan to eat, anything else?"

Han Gan, who was closest to the two of them, had his mouth twitching.

The first time he looked at Xi Siyan, he looked like he was a pervert and glanced at Chen Mo with sympathy.

Although he knew the situation of these two people, and knew that Xi Siyan should have a strong desire for control, how could he manage people like this? Chen Mo was not a canary. In Han Gan's judgment, he was the largest investor in Xinrui Hidden, and he had suppressed a figure like Ren Xiansen for several years. How could he be a good person?

If they manage people like this, regardless of whether the people will run away or not, at least the two of them will have to fight each other and get bloodied.

But soon, Han Gan realized that his judgment was not entirely correct.

Because of this Mr. Chen, he also felt a little strange towards Xi Siyan.

He didn't change his expression, nor did he overturn the bowl. Instead, under Xi Siyan's stare, he slowly and leisurely finished the small bowl of nutritious porridge.

Xi Siyan naturally took it and threw the packaging bag.

Chen Mo wiped his hands with a piece of paper, and looked at him unintentionally, smiling with his eyes slightly curved, looking decent and humble: "Han Zhu, do you have any questions?"

Han Gan leaned on the armrest, moved closer and lowered his voice, "I'm just curious, how can you tolerate him? After all, he..." Han Gan chose his words carefully: "Dating like this is a bit beyond my expectations."

After Han Gan finished speaking, he noticed Chen Mo leaning back in his chair and smiling.

This was different from the Chen Mo Han Gan met at the station that year, and also different from the one he had briefly met during this period.

Chen Mo in front of him lowered his eyes slightly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Qingqing: "How does Han Zhu know that I am enduring? Since I have made up my mind to get back together with him, I can't give him what he wants."

Han Gan suddenly realized that in this relationship, Chen Mo was the one who had been indulging himself.

It was he who gave the other party the power to enter his world and control him at will.

The man who smiled and said that he couldn't give him what he wanted made Han Gan's back shudder and he sat back silently.

After all, he hadn't forgotten.

On the day when I took someone else's man away, I was the one who was trying to make small talk, and Chunchun showed off her bag.