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    Jiao Shuangshuang sat in a room filled with the smell of roast meat, receiving her most important potential investors.

    The siu mei comes from downstairs. It is a well-known time-honored brand called "A Goose in Banshan Peninsula". It is said that it supplies half of the siu mei in the tea restaurants in the city.

    However, the better the Chinese food is, the less suitable it is to visit the back kitchen, and the roast meat factory is a combination of waste and mess.

    Jiao Shuangshuang had to pinch her nose every day on the way to and from get off work. She couldn't believe that Jiang Heng really walked up with his own feet.

    Jiang Heng couldn't believe it either, she was in such an entrepreneurial environment.

    "Why did you leave Yuntu?"

    He looked around, and there were large whiteboards on all sides of the room, writing the progress of each project team.  It can be seen that they are concentrating on building vertically segmented products that are not available in the market, and are also working hard to connect with university laboratories, hospitals and imaging equipment.

    However, the artificial intelligence industry is surging, and such a small company with less than 100 million in financing can easily be overturned by the big waves.

    Jiao Shuangshuang was slightly embarrassed for a few seconds.

    She recalled the past uncontrollably, and thinking about it now, it seemed like a huge oolong.

    When they had conflicts back then, it was she who urged him to read another book.  It¡¯s not that there is any degree discrimination, it¡¯s just that the high-tech industry is different from others. Once it breaks away from cutting-edge research, it is easy to be overtaken by peers.

    She felt that with his talent, he shouldn't be buried in "Hawkeye" for a lifetime.

    At that time, she thought that he was a poor boy who was born and raised in the local area and worked hard from the garage.  If you know his surname is Jiang With such a prominent background, you can easily apply to study in an Ivy League school

    The embarrassment in Jiao Shuangshuang's heart gradually turned into embarrassment.

    So why did he come to S City at that time, and just read a S Polytechnic?  The rich young master ran out rebelliously in adolescence to experience life?

    Looking back now, her earnest words are simply ridiculous.

    No wonder he said sarcastically, why, the car repairman is not good enough for the eldest lady?  If I don't get a diploma from a famous school, am I not worthy to propose to you?

    It turns out that Missy is not a real Missy, but irony is real irony.

    Unconsciously, Jiao Shuangshuang straightened her back again, calmly picked up a photo frame on the table, and threw it into the desk drawer.

    "Because I have new dreams and plans Since you are here today, I can talk about our plans."

    The man in a suit and leather shoes leaned lazily on the sofa: "I want to listen to my dream first."

    Isn't this sick? Reliable investors who listen to dreams are usually used by fools. Shouldn't they do feasibility analysis and talk about how to make money?

    But the gold master's father is God, and he said that if there is light, she must turn on a light.

    "The year before last, my grandma died of lung cancer," she said.

    He was stunned. Jiao Shuangshuang was brought up by her grandma since she was a child, and she had a close relationship with her.

    "Sorry." He said.

    "Malignant tumors of the lungs are not painful or itchy. They wait for symptoms and are usually late. In China, women have a relatively high incidence of this disease. Although they don't smoke much, the perennial oil fume pollution is likely to form lung nodules.  .So when she found out, the meaning of surgery had already been lost.¡±

    "Hmm. And no early symptoms can be seen in the chest X-ray. The physical examination should check the lung CT. Have you taken it?" Jiang Heng asked suddenly.

    "No time." She even forgot to do the annual physical examination.

    "If you have a family history, check it out as soon as possible."

    "oh."

    "It is because of this that you decided to enter the medical imaging-related industry?"

    "Using artificial intelligence technology, more accurate tumor prediction or metastasis prediction can be made. I want to apply what I have learned to help more people without facing the pain of losing a loved one too early."

    Jiao Shuangshuang's expression was always pale, no matter how painful it was, she never experienced excessive mood swings.  However, Jiang Heng suddenly felt that his heart was being pulled hard invisibly.

    When she needed him most, he was not by her side.

    He had spent a lot of thought to make her willing to show her feelings, cry or laugh in front of him.

    After him, who played such a role?

    He hoped that the answer would be "no", but he didn't want her to be really alone at that time.

    The legendary "White Moonlight" Jiang Heng glanced at the chest of drawers, the photo she just threw in with a guilty conscience was probably it.

    The two of them suddenly fell silent at the same time, and after a while,This in-depth communication made her more confident in the company's prospects.

    After the physical examination, while eating the hospital's catering, she talked with Jiang Heng about the feasibility, and when she got excited, she habitually said: "You think so, Brother Heng?"

    This balance is not that balance, she was taken aback after she finished speaking: "Sorry."

    At the same time, Jiang Heng said, "Shuangshuang, I'm still me."

    Her eyes quickly slid across his face, and she didn't dare to look at him: "Boss Jiang, but I'm not me anymore."

    The girl who tried so hard to get back that year has decided to give up.

    The prodigal son is always ruthless, they can ride a motorcycle and disappear in the scorching hot wind.  But those who are blown by the wind can never return to their original appearance.

    *

    When they left the hospital, they ran into Jiang Shenglei again.

    Jiang Heng obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with him, but Jiao Shuangshuang was embarrassed not to exchange pleasantries. After all, she just hit someone else's car, and

    "Mr. Jiang, I remembered later that I had seen your art exhibition." She smiled.

    When she was studying in the past, she was a pure-blood literary girl, visiting avant-garde art exhibitions and listening to rock concerts was the norm in her after-school life.

    After going back yesterday, the more Jiao Shuangshuang thought about it, the more she felt that the name Jiang Shenglei was familiar to her. After searching the Internet, it turned out that she was her long-standing idol god.

    "I haven't painted for a long time. There will be a new exhibition recently, installation art, called "Wake up". You are welcome to come and see it."

    "Awake?"

    "Isn't that the meaning of art? Temporarily withdrawing from daily trivialities will wake us up briefly." Jiang Shenglei smiled.

    Jiao Shuangshuang's eyes brightened: "Yes, I have always felt that whether it is neo-classical or post-modern, painting art or performance art, the form itself is not important. Artists always perceive the world with the most keen tentacles, and use the most direct and  Express it in an honest way."

    "I didn't expect that I would meet a bosom friend on the way to see a cold. I forgot to ask for your contact information last time. This is my phone number. If you want to see the exhibition, please let me know in advance, the creator  I would like to provide a guided tour myself."

    "Thank you so much"

    Jiao Shuangshuang laughed at Yan Yan, completely oblivious to the fact that beside her, an investor who was rejected to add WeChat, his face had become like a foggy day outside the door, how gloomy it could be.

    "If you have a cold, stay away from normal people." Five minutes later, seeing that they were still chatting inseparably, Jiang Heng finally couldn't help but said, "Don't spread the virus everywhere."

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