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According to the plan announced by Anli two years ago, the company will develop the world's most powerful AI training cluster by the end of this year at the latest, but due to the departure of the chief technology officer, this deadline will inevitably be postponed.

At the end of the year, Anli's new CEO took office.

In the summer of the second year, the International Conference on Artificial Intelligence was held in Haicheng.A number of unicorn companies in the Internet field sent senior leaders to participate in the conference. In addition, the conference solemnly invited several academic experts in the field of artificial intelligence to discuss the cutting-edge development of artificial intelligence technology and industry development at the conference.

It rained heavily in the early morning, leaving traces of water on the ground, and the air was hot and humid.The driver put his white gloved hand over his head, and he stooped into the car.Eve, who was in the co-pilot seat, turned around and handed him a document, which was the speech to be used at the meeting today.

He shook his head, meaning no need.

Eve hesitated for a moment, and retracted the speech.Since undergoing electroshock therapy, Deng Luoyi's memory has become very poor, and he often forgets things. He can't remember what happened in recent years. Eve was worried that if he didn't take the manuscript, he might forget his words in front of the guests and the media.

Guests arrived at the venue one after another, and a car team stopped in front of the venue. The bodyguards got off the car first and scattered in various locations.He Sheng opened the rear door of the black car facing the entrance of the venue, and bowed his head respectfully.

The staff of the conference walked down the stone steps quickly, slightly bent over, and raised their arms to lead the way.Outside the venue, whether it was the media people who were debugging the equipment, the guests who were about to enter the venue, or passers-by, they all stopped what they were doing and looked towards the steps.

The sound of scattered footsteps gradually converged, and a pair of shiny leather shoes reflected the brilliance of the sun, and the Anli company and a group walked up the steps slowly.A familiar face to the domestic public, Meng Changping, president of Anli China, was also among this group of people. He had a refined and easy-going demeanor, and walked a few steps behind in a low-key manner, walking in the third row.Ahead are the two assistants, Eve and Edmund, dressed in an elite style, and then, the leader is Anli's young global president.

He walked forward under the guidance of the staff. His facial features were naturally exquisite and his face was calm. The lead gray suit on his body was made of light and breathable linen material, which was easy to wrinkle. Feel awkward.The wrinkled feeling of the clothes set off his downward-looking eyes, making his every move exude an imperceptible ease.

Almost everyone was looking at him, but he didn't seem to notice.The person in charge of the organizer stretched out his right hand to him. He glanced down and saw the other party's hand waiting in front of him, and then slowly shook hands with him.

Anli came a little late, and there were already many participants in the venue.He led a group of people through most of the venue hall, and the staff led him to a position near the middle of the first row, with Anli's logo on the back of the chair.After he sat down, he waved his hand to signal the rest of the company to sit down.

The reports on the conference on the Internet are mixed with a lot of entertainment and gossip. Comparatively speaking, the attention is pitifully low. However, these people sitting in the venue today are just the few talents who will lead the future technological development of mankind. elite.

As noon approached, the popularity of the video of Deng Luoyi's speech climbed to the top of the domestic hot search list. Most of the comments below the video were jokingly calling Deng Luoyi's husband.

People live in this world, who hasn't had some unrealistic fantasies.Deng Luoyi divorced Sherley Clinton last year. If someone can seize the opportunity to become the wife of the president of Anli—the marketing nickname is "Princess Anli", it is equivalent to ascending to heaven, achieving class leaps in one step, and entering the world's top rich club.What's more, Deng Luoyi is not an old man in his seventies and eighties. He is in the prime of his life, a good-looking talent, and he is holding the script of the hero of the idol drama in his hand. It is not surprising that there are many "husbands" in the comment area.

After the conference, the boss of Haiqi organized a dinner. Anli and Haiqi have a cooperation project on self-driving cars, so we still have to give some face.

The Chinese restaurant is decorated in an antique style. When entering the private room, you first face a screen with a picture of a silk lady, and walk around the screen to the inside. The walls, floor and round table are all brown rosewood, and the window frames, tables and chairs are exquisitely carved.The bigwigs at the dinner were all about the age of Deng Luoyi's father, and all of them were good at their current status.The companies behind them have a complicated relationship with each other, and there are undercurrents under the excitement of pushing cups and changing cups at the table, with laughter and caution coexisting.

You can't talk about business matters, and you can't talk about politics. The most suitable topics to talk about are the hard years before your fortune and the struggle in the early days of your business.

"You guys are drinking too much, don't brag. Mr. Deng is really young and promising. He is not yet 30 years old, and he is already in charge of such a giant as Anli." Very mocking.Deng Luoyi has never experienced hard times, his father is amazing.

"Then Mr. Meng, do you want to reflect on the reason why your son can't be young and promising?" Deng Luoyi looked down at people with downcast eyes, and his words were sharp, and he didn't suffer at all.

The others quickly laughed and began to talk about their children's education.

After drinking enough, the banquet broke up, and the executives of the Unicorn Company went out with their assistants or secretaries. Deng Luoyi unhurriedly fell behind the crowd.

The summer night was sweltering, and the alcohol ingested overnight stimulated the body to sweat even more. Even when nervous, Deng Luoyi felt that he was going to be drenched in sweat.He glances back at Eve, and she nods to him that everything is fine.

The architectural layout of this restaurant is symmetrical and strict, like a courtyard house. They walked in the verandah, and a series of hanging red lanterns cast dim light, casting the walking figures on one side of the wall.There are a few osmanthus trees planted in the small pool and rockery waterfall in the courtyard. The flowering season is approaching, and the fragrance of flowers in the air is like a layer of tulle. I don’t know whether it comes from the early-blooming osmanthus or other plants in the courtyard.

Deng Luoyi was caught off guard and collided with someone. The man, smelling of alcohol, jumped out from the stone path in the courtyard and grabbed Deng Luoyi's lapel.

"I have worked so hard to train you for so many years, from a graduate student to a Ph. Is it..." The drunk middle-aged and elderly people cursed and cried.

The executives walking in front of Deng Luoyi turned their heads one after another, and one of them said, "Isn't this Dean Feng? He's drunk."

"You boy... no! You bastard!" Dean Feng is the dean of the Faculty of Letters at Haicheng University, a senior in the field of artificial intelligence, and was invited to speak on stage today.

Eve stepped forward to pull Dean Feng's hand away, but failed, and the people in front came to help.

"Where's Professor Jiang? I haven't finished talking to you yet!" Dean Feng became drunk and was very domineering. He grabbed Deng Luoyi's clothes tightly and refused to let go.While crying and cursing, he raised his drunken eyes and looked in the direction he came from.

Everyone followed his line of sight to look in that direction.

Standing beside the shadow of the osmanthus tree is a person, just by looking at the outline, one can tell that it is extraordinary.

"Professor Jiang! Professor Jiang! Why are you standing there?!" Dean Feng shouted.

As he approached, the light of the lantern was like rouge melted into the water. The two briefly looked at each other in the light, and Deng Luoyi took the lead to look away.

"Professor Feng, you have mistaken the person. He is not the person you said." Jiang Mingyun walked to the corridor.

Not knowing who took the lead first, all the executives, except Deng Luoyi, who was trapped, came up to Jiang Mingyun and shook hands with him.

Jiang Mingyun also came to the dinner party. The group of them left early, but Dean Feng was drunk and insisted on dragging him for a walk in the courtyard.

"You don't know...Professor Jiang, you don't know... how difficult it is to cultivate a person..."

"I know, you let him go first."

"I don't! I'm going to teach him well today!"

This stalemate is not an option, Deng Luoyi let the others go first, and he is responsible for sending Dean Feng home.

Jiang Mingyun turned to leave, but Dean Feng dragged Deng Luoyi to chase him, "Professor Jiang, Professor Jiang, you can't leave, I haven't finished telling you yet!"

The three of them sat in the back seat of the same car. In the driving car, Dean Feng finally let go of Deng Luoyi, leaning against the backrest and falling asleep.

Deng Luoyi turned his head to look at the night scene outside the car window, without saying a word.In addition to the strong smell of wine, he seemed to smell the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus.

He guessed that the sweet-scented osmanthus in the courtyard of the restaurant probably bloomed.

Dean Feng's wife thanked them apologetically. Jiang Mingyun talked with her for a while, while Deng Luoyi stood by the car with arms crossed all the time, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Dean Feng's wife stood quietly in front of the house, watching them leave.

Deng Luoyi said to Jiang Mingyun: "Where do you live? I'll take you back."

"No, thank you." Jiang Mingyun stopped where he was, and the two talked at a distance.

Deng Luoyi didn't speak anymore, Eve opened the car door for him, he got into the car, and the car drove away quickly.

Even if Deng Luoyi's memory was damaged by electrotherapy, he should be able to learn about their love-hate entanglement through other means.

Jiang Mingyun felt that Deng Luoyi's memory hadn't recovered, otherwise his reunion with him would not have been so peaceful.

Eve handed the connected mobile phone to Deng Luoyi. He took the mobile phone and stuck it to his ear, with a smile gradually appearing on his face.

"Dean Feng, thank you for your help tonight, I am very satisfied." Deng Luoyi said to the person at the other end.

After hanging up the phone, Deng Luoyi fell into deep thought. He recalled his performance of the day and asked Eve, "Do you look like me? Like my brother?"

This body named "Deng Luoyi" is not Deng Luoyi at all.

"Outside Dean Feng's house, he won't keep silent."

A laugh escaped his throat, "I'll pay attention next time."

The servant put away the bath water, Luo Xuan stepped into the bathtub, the water temperature was just right.He was lying in the bathtub, and the TV in the bathroom was playing a movie. He closed his eyes and only listened to the sound.

A gloomy and low male voice.

"As I was going up the stairs, Imetaman who wasn't there. He wasn't there agian today, I wish I wish he'd go away..." When I walked up the stairs, I saw a person who wasn't there.He's gone again today, and I hope he's gone forever.

The author says:

★There are so many coincidences in this world, they are all well-planned routines.