Chapter 62
There are not many people in Q University's big data intelligence laboratory in the afternoon.
On this day, a freshman girl who had just entered the university was scolded and cried by her supervisor because of an error in her experimental data. She was confused and only remembered that she forgot to close the door when she returned to the dormitory.
Hurrying back.
The laboratory stores experimental data from the school's collaboration with several off-campus technology companies. She can hardly imagine how badly she would suffer if it were lost.
Just thinking about it made her legs tremble and her face turn pale.
My senior brother called me on the way.
It wasn't because she was found to have left the door unlocked, but because she hadn't handed in the homework assigned by her tutor on time.
The girl felt relieved, but at the same time, because all the things were piled up at the same time, she felt a little overwhelmed.
I arrived at the laboratory door and took a look.
Suddenly I thought, it’s over, there is someone inside.
The girl pushed the door open nervously, and immediately saw the man standing by the window flipping through the data samples. The man had his back to the door, and all you could tell was that he was tall, had black hair, and a thin but not frail frame, which made him look particularly elegant in a long white gown.
"Hello?" the girl asked cautiously.
Because the other person was wearing a white coat, the girl did not suspect that he was stealing data.
The people inside also turned around after hearing the sound.
So handsome.
This was the girl’s thought at the time.
He was not the kind of handsome man with stunning facial features. The man in the laboratory wore a pair of silver-grey glasses on his nose, and his fingers pressing on the data book were like ivory-white jade. At first glance, his whole temperament seemed even more cold and reserved.
But when he opened his mouth, his voice was low and peaceful, melting away some of the coldness.
"I came in because the door was not closed." He explained, "I came here to pick up some information. I greeted the person in charge of the laboratory in advance and will leave soon."
The girl walked in and looked him over quietly, "Are you from our school too?"
The other person looked at her and smiled: "Freshman?"
"Yeah." The girl nodded, her heart beating a little faster. "I was the last one to leave today and was responsible for locking the door, but I forgot."
The expected accusations or domineering attitude of the senior student did not appear at all.
He just saw through it, and said in a natural and casual tone, "I don't have the habit of complaining to others, don't worry. But a lot of experimental data are confidential, so pay attention next time."
"Thank you, senior." The girl blushed, and the emotional breakdown she had ten minutes ago was mostly gone.
After the girl left the laboratory, she was daydreaming all the way.
If the conversation just now had not been still fresh in her mind, she would have almost doubted whether she was dreaming.
Then I thought, who is he?
It seems that he is also majoring in intelligent data.
But in the past six months since the start of the school, I have never heard anyone mention such a famous person in the senior class. Such an outstanding person would have been famous in the university a long time ago.
When the girl returned to the dormitory, her roommate noticed that she was often distracted. After asking her, she found out that she fell in love with someone at first sight.
After further asking for details and analyzing the situation, they finally locked on only one person.
My roommate pointed at the official photo on the computer and said numbly, "You're not going to tell me that this is the person you met?"
The girl took a closer look.
The photo is far less vivid than the real person, but the features are indeed consistent, it's the person in the laboratory.
Then, the entire freshman girls' dormitory spread the rumor within half an hour that the legendary figure from Q University, who won numerous scientific and technological awards during his undergraduate studies, led an entire technical team to acquire shares in a well-known emerging technology partner, and who is currently studying for a master's and doctorate degree at Q University but has never shown up at school, has returned to school.
When the girl was hit dizzy by a huge hammer, she heard countless speculations and popular science about this person.
"Who would believe that he is only 23 years old this year? I was thankful that I didn't starve to death when I was 23."
"There have been rumors for a long time that he is a technology investor in Xinrui, but in fact he invested a long time ago and is the original investor in Xinrui... Is there any need to ask? He must be a rich second-generation. I heard that his family is quite wealthy, but he is too low-key. Now there is basically no information about him."
"Girlfriend? I haven't heard of that."
"I have a reasonable suspicion that his girlfriend is an intelligent robot. Have you seen the "R2D" model that Xinrui just launched? I watched their promotional video, it's hilarious, it's like a health machine expert, and I don't know who designed it. It's said to be mainly developed for the field of critical medical care, and it's now being snapped up in the market."
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Chen Mo only stayed in school for one day.
Because of the project issues he was working on, Lao K drove to the school to pick him up the next day.
Counting from this life, the first time Chen Mo contacted him was seven years ago. The college student who was still struggling with his mother's medical expenses has now dressed in a suit and tie, looking like an elite.
Chen Mo could hardly remember how depressed he was when he met him in his previous life, with so much ambition but nowhere to display it.
Old K drove a very powerful tank and leaned out of the window to tease: "I heard that you made a big noise at school again? Why is it like this every time you come back?"
"Isn't it an urgent matter? Are you still in the mood to joke?" Chen Mo opened the door and got into the car, speechless: "Also, can you change the car?"
Old K stepped on the accelerator, showing his white teeth. "No. It's not a big problem. I think the investor's reneging is because our product launch was targeted. This has happened more than once or twice. It's just a bit difficult. And do you know that every time I drive this car to argue with those investors, I can drink less? To be honest, when you came to me in your senior year of high school, I really thought I was scammed. I haven't cheated you in all these years, right? That was completely because I was deceived by your underage appearance."
Chen Mo, sitting in the passenger seat, sneered.
"Isn't it because you are short of money?"
"Damn it." Old K laughed and cursed, "You're just exposing someone's weaknesses. There are so many people at Q University who target you. Do they know that you can be so venomous?"
Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, "They usually describe me as gentle and respectful."
"Bullshit." Old K, who was never polite to him, laughed and said, "Only those students in school who have never seen the dangers of society would think so? Those colleagues who have been trampled under your feet in the past few years and can't turn over, I'm afraid not everyone will jump up and scold you, saying that you are cruel and ruthless, and two-faced."
In addition to focusing on technology in his professional field, Chen Mo has also been involved in cutting-edge core operations in recent years.
His methods and style continue many old problems.
It is important to hit the target with one strike and leave no way out.
Therefore, unlike his situation at Q University, Chen Mo's prestige in the core of Xinrui is actually far higher than that of Lao K. In addition to the fact that he has mastered many core technologies, the most important thing is that the company's technical team only trusts him, and because he has accumulated prestige for a long time, people often ignore that he is actually just a college graduate.
"Where are we going now?" Lao K asked, "Back to your house in the city center?"
"Well, don't we have dinner tonight? I have to go back and change my clothes."
Old K turned the steering wheel right and drove towards Chen Mo's residence.
They temporarily put aside the topic of work. Seeing his tired face, Lao K knew that he had not rested well in the past six months because of R2D. He found something unimportant to talk about while continuing to chat with him: "Is Mr. Su getting married? Did you receive the invitation?"
Chen Mo looked down at his phone: "Well, the wedding banquet next week."
"Oh, another heavy bleeding." Old K complained every day, "Didn't they say that her relationship with her fiancé has been average in recent years? Why did she get married when things are like this? What was she thinking?"
Chen Mo hummed and didn't respond.
He had limited contact with the Yang family in recent years, and he didn't know whether his grandfather had taken good care of himself and didn't die in the year Chen Mo knew. But it was a fact that his health was getting worse and worse, and Yang Zhi got married at this time, which was somewhat a factor.
As for Su Qianran.
As a new executive, it is not easy for her to break away from the constraints of her original family, but it is possible.
All I can say is that since she agreed to get married, she must have her own considerations.
After all, I heard that she and Yang Zhi had experienced a lot in recent years, and even Chen Mo heard a lot of gossip.
It was similar to chasing his wife across thousands of miles, and humbly apologizing to Su Qianran in front of the whole company. Chen Mo did not doubt that Yang Zhi had been cursed, after all, this sounded very unlike Yang Zhi.
Whether it was mutual torture or different results, Chen Mo had no right to interfere.
When he heard the marriage news from Su Qianran, he just said: Sister, congratulations.
Su Qianran replied to him.
"Chen Mo, I have always treated you as my brother over the years. This has nothing to do with Yang Zhi. At first I thought I was helping you, but later I felt more and more that it was you who was helping me all along. You focused on research and development and left me room to play, and helped me to gain a firm foothold in Xinrui step by step. It is difficult to express personal feelings in just a few words. I just want to say that no matter what your relationship with the Yang family is, I am your sister in personal feelings, and I will always be in the future."
When Chen Mo saw that long message, he felt deeply moved.
His relationship with Su Qianran is much closer than in his previous life.
In his previous life, Chen Mo admired her and she had helped him. In this life, as partners, they trusted each other unconditionally. They also understood each other's background, family, and origin.
In a life where Chen Mo has completely cut off ties with the past, there are not many people left who still know his past, and Su Qianran is one of them.
Chen Mo now lives in an apartment in the city center.
I just bought it last year. It took me half a year to renovate it, and then half a year to put it away. I’ve only lived in it for two months.
The security here is very strict, but Lao K's car often goes in and out here. He just registers at the door and goes in directly.
"The environment here is really nice." Lao K said, "I want to sell the house I live in now and buy a new one here."
Chen Mo: "Then it would be inconvenient for your mother."
“So I’m hesitant.”
The reason why Chen Mo chose this place is that it is located between Xinrui Technology and Q University, which is convenient for commuting. In addition, the location in the city center is superior, and the profit and loss margin is not too exaggerated. The place where he lived before was closer to the R&D center of Xinrui Technology, which was very remote. Chen Mo was really fed up with the commuting during his four years of undergraduate studies, so he had almost no hesitation when buying it.
Get on the elevator, enter the door, and change your shoes.
The decoration style of the house is relatively simple, with a strong sense of technology.
All kinds of furniture and supplies are voice-controlled. Every time Old K comes to his place, he says that he doesn't understand young people.
He especially didn't understand why so many young technicians under Chen Mo worked day and night, and sometimes they cheered for a small problem that was solved. He didn't have that kind of enthusiasm.
This is also the reason why Chen Mo always felt that he was more suitable for the role of front-stage conductor.
Because it's the weekend.
The two of them called an emergency meeting with their subordinates. After a four-hour online meeting, they discussed the general direction. Then, Lao K promised a company-wide team building next week, which finally brought cheers.
"Will Brother Mo go?" someone asked curiously.
Xinrui Technology is very young, and Chen Mo does not have a clear leadership title. He is the boss of the technical department and an investor. People in the team usually call him Brother Mo or Boss, and only occasionally call him Mr. Chen when they are out.
That is also to show formality.
When Chen Mo went to change his clothes, Lao K ate the takeaway he ordered and said, "Then you have to ask him yourself. He never went before. He probably wants to rest."
"I always felt that the boss was a combination of contradictions."
"He loves emerging technologies. When he curls up, he looks like a real old man, but sometimes he curls up like a real old man."
"He still uses a wooden bucket to soak his feet."
“There is always wolfberry in the thermos.”
"He had a pair of knee pads that were all frayed, and he used them every winter."
"We are not that poor, so let's just reminisce about the past."
Old K knocked on the table.
Reminder: "Stop making up stories about your boss behind his back. Your CEO Su is about to enter the marriage fortress, so only the two of us can do it. We are busy tonight."
"Boss Su's husband seems to be quite rich. I heard he is from a wealthy family."
"Who knows? Keep an eye on Brother Mo, Boss."
"And he has a bad stomach, don't let him drink."
Old K was annoyed: "How dare I let him drink? When he was a freshman, he was almost a failed rookie. No one knew his condition. He drank so much that he almost went into surgery. I almost died. I don't know how he grew up when he was a kid, with his broken physique."
No one paid attention to Old K's last muttering.
After all, when most people knew Chen Mo, he was already standing at the top above thousands of people. He seemed to have no weaknesses and was an idealist who combined planning and action.
Although Lao K knew each other earlier.
But the young man who came alone with a shoulder bag, apart from being a little thinner, had a calm smile.
Add contact information.
It seems that only the nickname "Silence is not gold, it's your grandpa" can give us a glimpse of some publicity and unrulyness.
It is still used today, and Lao K has the good fortune to see the jaw-dropping expressions of every so-called successful person named after him.
Not so serious, it seems both inappropriate and appropriate for Chen Mo now.
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