After waking up, what he saw was a fashionable coffee shop.
Si Qi sat opposite a person, who was holding a cup of coffee and talking.
"Si Qi, you have been in Country E for two years. You should know the huge gap between China and Country E. There is no future in going back. Only here can we conduct more in-depth research."
Si Qi lowered his eyes and looked at the coffee in his hand. His long and thick eyelashes blocked his thoughts.
The person on the other side ignored his silence and continued to persuade him, "As exchange students, we will be sent back to our country as soon as the two years are up. But what can we have back home? Even a cup of coffee is a luxury there! But look at Country E, you can drink such authentic coffee in any coffee shop on the roadside!"
The young man smelled the empty coffee cup in front of him with extreme intoxication, stretched out his hand and called the waitress in a foreign language, asking her to refill him with another cup.
The waitress glanced at the two young men with black hair and brown eyes, raised her chin, and said in a contemptuous tone: "I'm very busy, you can go to the front desk to order by yourself."
The young man hurriedly apologized and said he was sorry. By the time he got up and left for the front desk, Si Qi had almost sorted out the memories in this body.
Unlike the guy in front of him who worships foreigners and fawns on foreigners, the owner of this body is a genius who concentrates on academics and has real skills.
Two years ago, he was sent here by his teachers with high hopes, hoping that he could learn enough knowledge, return home after graduation, and inject fresh blood into the motherland.
In two years, the original owner was immersed in learning all night long, absorbing the surrounding knowledge like a dry sponge.
Until today, two years later, the original owner is about to return to his country with his classmates.
His heart is full of fascination with academics, and he wants to continue studying. At this time, his Chinese classmates suddenly found him and invited him to stay in Country E. And they told him patiently that there is the most advanced, complete and excellent knowledge and technology in the world. Only here can the original owner's talents be effectively exerted, and only here can he continue to be exposed to those high-end fields that can only be touched here.
But once the original owner returns to China, everything will become different. Without the good environment where geniuses gather, without the sophisticated equipment that can be used at will, if he wants to find someone to ask advanced questions, he may not get an answer.
Every word of the young man accurately hits the most irresistible part of the original owner's heart.
The young man said: "You are still so young, it is a good time to study in depth. Why are you so anxious to serve the motherland? You can stay here first and go back after you have learned enough."
This sentence is like the whisper of the devil, lingering in the original owner's mind.
After returning that day, the original owner lay in bed tossing and turning all night without falling asleep. I kept weighing what I could do if I went back, and what I could do after I stayed here and acquired more knowledge. In the end, among the dozen or so exchange students, only one chose to return home, but that was not the original owner.
Standing in the farewell team at the airport, the original owner saw the unconcealable pain and unwillingness in the eyes of the teachers who had specially crossed the ocean to pick up the students. He lowered his head in guilt, as he was too ashamed to face the gazes of the teachers.
What made the original owner even more uncomfortable was that the teachers did not condemn them, but told them with a regretful tone that they should take good care of themselves abroad, and that their motherland would always welcome them back.
This tolerant attitude filled with unwillingness made the original owner feel unspeakably tormented.
He knew the huge gap between his motherland and Country E, so in the next few years, he gritted his teeth and conducted research in the research institute, hoping to learn a little more here, and then return to his country one day and bring everything back.
A few years, just a few years. The more he learns here, the better it will be for his motherland.
Unlike him, who only wants to bury his head in work, the classmate who persuaded him to stay before was very good at networking and unknowingly became the leader of his research group, organizing a group of researchers to focus on global GPS positioning and digital communications.
A few years later, the original owner had just turned twenty years old. He deserved the title of genius, and soon completed this research that was enough to dominate the entire field despite being squeezed out by his colleagues. Qian Lu, the classmate, submitted the research in the name of the team, which soon caused a huge sensation around the world.
Country E once again became famous internationally because of this research, and many countries purchased the right to use the system from them. The patent made Country E rich, and its status as a great power was further confirmed.
The original owner received a bonus of one million yuan from Country E as a reward, which he shared equally with his foreign colleagues around him.
"Why do you look so unhappy? Aren't you happy after getting the money?" Qian Lu patted the original owner's shoulder with a smile, "Look at you, you don't have to worry about food and clothes here, you can turn on the air conditioner when it's cold or hot, you don't have to worry about anything, you just need to work wholeheartedly, what else are you dissatisfied with? I see, do you think the money is too little? Well, as long as you work hard, I will double your bonus next time!"
The original owner looked at Qian Lu's spring breeze-like smile and said stiffly, "I'm not like you, I don't like eating bread, and I don't like spending E yuan. I just heard that China spent 200 million a year to rent the GPS positioning system. This is obviously something I developed, but my own country has to pay for it."
Qian Lu heard the dissatisfaction in the original owner's tone, and his smile gradually faded. He looked at the young man with a fake smile and said meaningfully: "Isn't it too late for you to say this now? Don't forget that you signed a confidentiality agreement. This is the technology of Country E. You can't bring this technology back to China, otherwise the law will let you know what it means to seek your own death."
These words stabbed into the original owner's heart like a dagger, causing him to bleed profusely.
To make matters worse, not long after China purchased the GPS positioning system from Country E, a severe earthquake broke out in the country, causing numerous casualties and a hellish scene.
The news reached Country E, and the original owner, who was always paying attention to the situation in his motherland, soon heard about it. He was worried and could not help much, so he could only thank himself for writing the GPS program, which would surely save many people at the critical moment!
But at this time, a call came to the institute, informing all researchers that they would shut down China's positioning system for maintenance.
The moment he heard the news, the original owner's whole body went cold. He stared at his colleagues in disbelief and tried his best to stop them: "No! No! There was an earthquake in my country just now, and I need a positioning system to send a plane to rescue! You are kicking me when I'm down! You are killing people! Stop it!"
He rushed to the computer and tried to stop them. A fist hit him hard on the head, and he was beaten to the ground by the tall and strong colleague next to him.
"You are not qualified to make decisions on your own!" The colleague stepped on the original owner who tried to get up, "This is not your thing!"
"This is the program I wrote! I wrote it myself!!" The original owner, who was dizzy from being beaten, tried to get up and argued loudly: "And I didn't infringe on your interests. My country spent money to buy this technology! There was an earthquake in China just now. Without GPS positioning, the rescue work would be-"
"What does this have to do with me? I only know that this is our country's property. We have the right to inspect our own programs. This is written into the contract."
The colleague said to Si Qi with contempt in a vicious tone: "You eat our country's food, but your mind is full of your own country! I have said it before, the Chinese are a bunch of dirty and despicable rats! They don't know how to be grateful!"
The original owner was so angry that his face turned red. He gritted his teeth, pushed away the big feet that were stepping on him, walked through a group of colleagues who were watching the excitement, strode to Qian Lu's office, and said to Qian Lu, the director of the research institute: "There was an earthquake in the country, did you know!"
"Domestic? Where?" Qian Lu was surprised, "I didn't feel the ground shaking?"
The original owner slammed the table angrily, "I mean our country! China!"
Qian Lu said slowly, "So what? It's just an earthquake. It happens every year."
The original owner was furious. At this moment, the colleague who hit him came in and told Qian Lu, "The higher-ups asked us to shut down China's GPS for maintenance."
Qian Lu nodded, "No problem, I'll go right away."
The original owner was going crazy. He grabbed Qian Lu's collar and yelled hysterically in Chinese, "Qian Lu! Do you have a conscience? Are you still a Chinese?!"
"No."
Qian Lu pushed the original owner away, and in the face of the original owner's incredulous stare, he sneered in E Mandarin: "Long before I entered this institute, I had already transferred my nationality, otherwise how could I have been promoted to my current position."
"You, what did you say?"
He rushed up like a madman to stop the two men, and was then knocked to the ground and kicked severely by them.
Half an hour later, he was thrown out of the institute by the security guards, lying on the ground and unable to stand up, with tears and snot all over his bruised face.
He lay on the ground wailing in pain, swearing, and pounding the ground with his hands.
He took out his mobile phone to search for the latest news, and then he was so angry that his eyes went black.
A Chinese helicopter carrying emergency rescue supplies inexplicably lost its position halfway through the flight, and the car driving in the ruins couldn't even turn on the navigation! All the reliable coordinates around them were destroyed. At this time, they could only open the paper map to confirm the location and look for nearby residents who were eagerly waiting for rescue!
Domestic netizens were extremely anxious, and their cries and prayers echoed throughout the entire network. Many people spontaneously brought rescue supplies to the local area to save people.
Soon someone discovered that the positioning system had failed, and they cursed Country E for being heartbroken.
Country E said that it was a Chinese researcher named Si who requested to shut down the system for maintenance, and it was not their responsibility.
So, someone soon found Si Qi based on his surname.
The orphaned 13-year-old genius went to college with the help of his fellow villagers. After studying abroad, he gave up the idea of returning to China and stayed abroad. The results of his research cost his motherland a huge price to purchase. He even deliberately turned off the positioning system when a disaster occurred, causing countless people to die...
Every word he said deeply hurt the hearts of the Chinese people and made them so angry that they cursed.
"Traitor! Ungrateful bastard! Why don't you just die!!"
"You don't deserve to be Chinese!"
"Look at the corpses in the photos! Look at the desperate eyes of the children who lost their parents! Don't you feel guilty? Aren't you afraid that the dead will turn into ghosts and seek revenge on you!!"
"Tell me the address of this guy, I will definitely catch him and make him kneel on the ground to apologize to all the dead souls!"
"I am so angry that my body is shaking, how could China raise such a beast! Ban him! Put him on the blacklist! Make sure he will never be able to enter China again in his life!!"
"I almost fainted from crying just reading the news reports about the earthquake. How could this guy be so cruel! Why!"
Line after line of text was piercing, and hot sweat kept pouring out of Si Qi's body. His head was buzzing, and everything in his vision began to dizzy.
He fell to the ground, clutching his aching heart with his hands, his stomach churning, and he vomited with a sound of gulping. The pungent smell penetrated his nose, and he knelt on the ground looking like a beggar.
"Wuwu... Wuwuwu..."
The original owner grabbed his head and cried helplessly. He didn't even know who to ask for help. A long-distance call suddenly came into his mobile phone, and he answered the call with trembling fingers.
“Professor, Professor…”
The professor, who was always gentle and kind to him like a father, roared at the original owner with a thunderous roar: “You are not a human being!! You beast, beast!!!”
The original owner burst into tears: “Wuwuwuwu… Professor… I am not…”
“I cultivated you wholeheartedly and tried my best to teach you knowledge, just hoping that you can inherit my position and let our motherland no longer be bullied! But what did you do, what did you do?! You make me feel cold! Cough, cough cough…”
Another anxious voice came from the other end of the phone, “Professor! You are not in good health, you can’t get angry!”
“Leave me alone!” The professor pushed away the people around him, and yelled into the phone with a red face: “I would rather not have met you! I didn’t let you enter the school!! I should have given up on you completely when you refused to come back! You called me every New Year and other holidays these years, I thought you had us in your heart, but what about you?! You are stabbing us in the back!!”
The original owner knelt on the ground holding the phone and kowtowed continuously, “Wuwu… I’m sorry teacher… I regret… I regret it… It’s not me… It’s really not me…”
The old professor couldn’t even stand steadily. Amid the anxious shouts of the people around him, he sat down on the chair with difficulty, panting and begging: “What’s going on? Explain it to me clearly!”
The original owner cried and said urgently: “It’s money——”
Bang——!!
A violent collision came from behind, and the original owner's body flew into the sky uncontrollably, and then fell heavily on the hard ground more than ten meters away. Blood flowed from his forehead, and his body gradually became cold due to excessive blood loss.
In his dim vision, he saw the phone fell to the ground with a few clicks, breaking into countless metal fragments. He didn't care about his physical condition, his fingers twitched, trying to pick up the phone in the distance, with only one thought in his mind, he had to explain it clearly to the teacher!
Then, the car that had passed behind him reversed and ran over his body once again. His internal organs could not withstand the heavy pressure and quickly burst. Blood gushed out of his mouth. His fingertips twitched for the last time, his eyes lost their luster, and he never breathed again.
Not long after, the police car arrived at the scene and took his broken body away.
In the afternoon, the news of Si Qi's death spread back to the country. While people mourned the victims of the earthquake, they all applauded the death of the original owner. They said that God has eyes, and good and evil will be rewarded. Hell has taken this unscrupulous beast, and the dead soul can be said to be more or less comforted. Not
long after, many of the research results left by the original owner were carried forward in the E Country Research Institute. The old professor was distressed to learn that these studies were more or less influenced by his students. This matter completely became a knot in his heart, and soon, he followed him in depression.
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Si Qi sat at the table in the coffee shop, tapping lightly on the table with his slender white fingertips.
Qian Lu came back with a cup of coffee and said to Si Qi, "How is it, have you thought it through? We old classmates are always welcome to stay."
Si Qi turned his head and looked at the young man in front of him who was holding a cup of coffee in one hand and shaking his hand with the other hand.
He slowly stretched out his hand, and then slapped it open with a "pop".
"You--!" Qian Lu pinched his swollen and painful palm in astonishment. Before he could say anything, he saw Si Qi in front of him casually push away the cup of coffee on the table that had already cooled but not moved.
Si Qi stood up, and looked at the man opposite with his dark and indifferent eyes, as if he could see through his ugly mind, which made Qian Lu feel nervous.
He only saw the young man's thin red lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, and said to him coldly:
"You are not qualified to keep me."
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