Pei Yue lived conscientiously for twenty-six years, always feeling that his life would proceed in an orderly manner as planned.
Until recently, people around me suddenly started acting strange.
Song Yu, the president of Nuclear Technology, who was about to cooperate with him, began to greet him openly and secretly.
Qi Yuanshen, who was usually too lazy to pay attention to anything, didn't know why, but became extra vigilant when he saw Song Yu.
Not long after, his senior at Stanford contacted him.
"My nephew just returned to China and helped me take care of him for a while."
At the airport, the beautiful young man smiled brightly at him.
"Pei Yue, I know you. I have heard of you for many years."
Song Yu was jealous of Qi Yuanshen's old tacit understanding, jealous of Xie Mingye's youth and straightforwardness, and jealous of every moment that he didn't have time to participate in.
Later, Obsidian Technology pressed forward step by step, and Lu Feiran used suppliers and security outsourcing arrangements to push a physical intelligence demonstration to the edge of getting out of control.
Pei Yue was still at the scene when the explosion alarm sounded.
Song Yu may never forget that in that passionate and free place in California, USA, in that land, the heat waves and dust spread on his face.
But he could not find Pei Yue in the ruins after the explosion and among the screams of the crowd.
At that moment, it seemed that even his soul was burning, and he couldn't tell which was hotter, the temperature of the dust or his tears.
Until later they stood side by side in the same storm.
Two people who are strong enough have left each other the only place in their lives.
[Calm down and restrain capital attack × Sober feeling with sharp career but gentle core]
[AI Industry | Group portraits of wealthy families | Capital game | Shura field | New year | Qiangqiang | Emotional flow in the drama]
Intention: To truly stand side by side is to choose the future together in the storm.
