Shen Kun looked at the address sent by Shen Fang on his phone, holding a hamburger, cola, and fried chicken in his hand, and searched for it at Queen's University while eating.

It took him half an hour to finally find dormitory 403.

He threw away the leftover trash in his hand.

Knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock".

The door opened, revealing a Chinese woman with glasses, her face round, plump, and cute.

"Excuse me, are you Ms. Zhong Xueer?"

Zhong Xue'er looked at Shen Kun with a blank expression. They shouldn't have met before, but he spoke with a familiar accent and looked Chinese. She replied uncertainly, "And you are?"

Shen Kun smiled and said, "I am Shen Kun. It's nice to meet you. Please take care of me."

"oh oh."

“Your father and I are very good friends. I came here to visit you as well.”

"Huh? You and my dad are friends?" Zhong Xue'er looked at Shen Kun suspiciously. One should always be wary of others; what if he's a bad guy?

Shen Kun took out a photo of Zhong Wanlin from his pocket. He had been careful when he went there that day and had taken a photo of Zhong Wanlin from him. It was a family photo of Zhong Wanlin with his wife and daughters taken before the Lunar New Year.

Seeing this photo, Zhong Xueer felt relieved; only their family had this photo.

"Come in quickly."

Zhong Xueer opened the door, and Shen Kun walked in. The dorms here are all single rooms, the kind that cost money—US$500 per month. Each room has a bed, a shower, and a separate kitchen. The space is quite large, about seven or eight square meters.

The room was very clean and filled with all sorts of books, crammed full. He was clearly a top student.

"What would you like to drink? Water? Or a cola, coffee?"

Shen Kun sat down and started stroking the kitten next to him.

"Cola will do."

Zhong Xueer handed Shen Kun a bottle of Coke.

"Where is your mother? I heard from Professor Zhong that your mother is accompanying you while you study."

"Work? I live here alone."

Shen Kun nodded.

"Actually, I'm not exactly a good friend of your father."

"I know."

Judging from Shen Kun's outfit—head-to-toe designer brands, he looks very stylish. And given his young age, how could he possibly be friends with his father?

What brings you here?

Shen Kun smiled and said, "As expected of a top student, so smart."

“I came here to stabilize the home front. We are planning to hire Professor Zhong to build a national brand for our people. Your father is eager to come to America to be with you. Professor Zhong is very important to us, extremely important. I couldn’t persuade him otherwise, so I had to take a roundabout approach.”

Zhong Xueer adjusted her glasses.

"Then tell me in detail, and see if you can move me."

"Okay, you're quick to speak your mind."

"How about we find a place to eat and chat when it's lunchtime?"

Zhong Xueer nodded.

The two walked out of the dormitory, and on the way, Shen Kun began to tell Zhong Xue'er about the plan they had prepared.

"We are preparing to develop and create a national brand that Chinese people can be proud of. Currently, the domestic mobile phone market is basically dominated by foreign brands. Their prices are very high, and they are taking away the hard-earned money of our Chinese people. What foreigners can do, we Chinese can also do."

“We are sincerely and earnestly preparing to invite Professor Zhong. Professor Zhong is a top chip expert in China, a talent, and the core technical talent we need. We know that he has been treated unfairly at Lenovo, and that he has been heartbroken because his ambitions have not been fulfilled.”

“We are not Lenovo. We will respect and cherish Professor Zhong and give him the best salary, benefits, care and support.”

"In addition, we will also help his family resolve all their difficulties."

"We can meet any request; we are eager to find talented people."

The two arrived at a Western restaurant.

Shen Kun and Zhong Xueer casually ordered two set meals.

“I see your sincerity. If you weren’t sincere, you wouldn’t have traveled all the way to America and specifically sought me out.”

"Actually, I know my father is unwilling to accept this situation and doesn't want to leave in a dejected way. His decades of studying were all for the sake of China's technological rise. Mr. Shen, can you guarantee that what you said will not change and that it won't end up like Lenovo?"

Shen Kun took a sip of the drink served by the waiter.

He took out his checkbook from his pocket.

"Everything else is meaningless, Miss Zhong. In a capitalist country, capital is king, and in the free United States, what is the most important thing? You name a number, and I'll fill it in."

Zhong Xue'er was a little taken aback by Shen Kun's intuition.

Shen Kun filled out a check for $500,000 and placed it in front of Zhong Xueer.

“I know you still have $70,000 in student loans. Studying medicine in the US, even if you get scholarships every year, still costs a lot. Learning here is very expensive. I came here to settle things here. I can meet all your needs. I'm not trying to overwhelm you with money, but to show my sincerity. Please feel free to ask for anything else.”

Zhong Xueer felt a little dizzy looking at the check in front of her. 500,000 US dollars. With this money, she wouldn't have to be under so much pressure, and her mother wouldn't have to work so hard to support her. Zhong Wanlin's salary in China was fixed and not much. It would be difficult to support a family, especially given Zhong Xueer's major.

Medical studies is arguably the most expensive major in American universities, with tuition exceeding $300,000.

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