When Liu Xiahui became an adult, he moved out of the Liu family mansion.

Now living alone in a villa in his name, usually only the nanny comes to cook and clean.

Today, two friends of Liu Xiahui came over.

The three chatted while drinking at the bar.

——The topic started from the sons of the sons fighting and making troubles and being taught a hard lesson, or which family wanted to marry their daughters, and finally they gradually talked about Liu Bohuai, the third uncle of Liu Xiahui.

Qu Yunfan said, "Xia Hui, has your third uncle been sick recently?"

Liu Xiahui raised his eyes suspiciously: "Sick? Why don't I know... Uncle Li didn't tell me, who did you listen to?"

As he said, he picked up his mobile phone and asked the old housekeeper who worked in Liu's house.

Qu Yunfan's family owned a hospital, so he naturally had a channel to know.

What's more, when the third master of the Liu family came over, his uncle personally took him into the hospital and arranged for a doctor to see him.

The old housekeeper of Liu's house quickly replied.

Liu Xiahui raised his head and said, "My third uncle is not sick."

Qi Hao asked curiously, "What hospital did you go to if you didn't get sick?"

"Or Yunfan, you made a mistake, Xia Hui and his third uncle went to the hospital to do business, official business?"

Qu Yunfan pushed his glasses with one finger, and said with a strange expression: "I'm not mistaken, and your third uncle has two department numbers..."

Liu Xiahui looked surprised: "Which two?"

"Ophthalmology and... psychiatry."

"..."

After the Jinxuange Hotel and the Liu family's crown prince broke up, Fang Xiyan originally thought that this opportunity for compensation would be postponed indefinitely.

No wonder he received a call from Zou Ming again the next day.

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, Fang Xiyan was surprised at first, then stunned.

After hanging up the phone, he couldn't come back to his senses.

Li Qingzhou asked him what happened.

Fang Xiyan said: "Assistant Zou said he wants to talk to us for another time to continue discussing compensation and cooperation..."

"This time it's at the Lanyuan Club."

"But the people who came from the Liu family have changed..."

Li Qingzhou wondered: "Who?"

Fang Xiyan: "...Liu Bohuai, the third master of Liu."

Li Qingzhou couldn't hide his surprise when he heard the words.

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Lanyuan Club is a high-end private club run by Yanjing Hejia, and the Jinxuange Hotel that he visited before also belongs to Hejia.

However, it is different from the splendid luxury and splendor of Jinxuange Hotel.

The design of Lanyuan Clubhouse is closer to the ancient style and nature, with some cleanness and elegance like the leisurely clouds and wild cranes.

There is a faint orchid fragrance in the clubhouse, and if there is something lingering in the nose, people can't help but want to relax.

He Jianxun and Liu Bohuai are college classmates and best friends.

At this moment, Liu Bohuai was sitting on a chair drinking tea, enduring He Jianxun's incessant scrutiny.

After a long while, seeing him still not looking back, Liu Bohuai's face darkened for a while, and the teacup slammed on the table with a dull sound: "Have you seen enough?"

He Jianxun laughed and said with his friend's terrifying eyes, "No, I don't understand, forget the ophthalmology department, why do you think about going to the psychiatry department?"

"I didn't believe it when Qu Chen told me, what stimulated you?"

Liu Bohuai slowly turned the bead in his hand, ignoring him.

He couldn't help but remember what he saw at the entrance of Jinxuan Pavilion Hotel... It was so shocking at the time that he was only able to regain his senses after people left.

- There is no problem with the eyes and body.

But he was sure it wasn't an illusion, and if he wanted to figure out what was going on, he would have to meet again.

Fortunately, Zou Ming still has contact information in his hands.

Liu Bohuai couldn't help frowning slightly, and even the Buddha beads in his hand stopped, and his heart was restless.

Seeing this, He Jianxun finally showed a surprised expression: "No way, is there really a situation?"

"If something happens, don't hide it from me, I don't want the black-haired person to send the black-haired person a joke, a joke..."

In the end, under Liu Bohuai's gaze, He Jianxun sneered and raised his hand to surrender.

At this time, Zou Ming knocked on the door and said, "Third Master, the young master of the Li family should be here soon."

Liu Bohuai got up and walked out.

He Jianxun: "Li Family? Which Li Family Young Master? Why don't I know."

"Yanjing still has this person who can let you meet in person?"

He was very curious and went out with him.

Liu Bohuai walked in front without looking back.

Zou Ming explained to He Jianxun behind: "It's the Li family in Xicheng. The young master of the Li family was in a car accident not long ago..."

At this moment, Li Qingzhou and Fang Xiyan just entered the Lanyuan Club.

However, they were forced to stop when they passed a room due to the sound of arguments coming from inside.

——The door of the room was open, and a stack of papers was thrown out from it, and happened to be scattered in front of Li Qingzhou and the two of them.

"Xiyan." Li Qingzhou pointed to the paper on the carpet.

Fang Xiyan understood, stepped forward to pick it up, and then handed it to Li Qingzhou.

The arguments in the room intensified.

After a while, a young man in a light-colored plaid shirt and suit trousers ran out from the inside, scanning the ground anxiously.

When he saw that the paper thrown out just now was in Li Qingzhou's hand, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly came over and said, "Thank you, thank you, this is my thing."

Before he could get it, another person came out of the room.

——The man was about thirty-five years old, of medium height, slightly fat, and his appearance was quite attractive.

But his face was completely ruined by his arrogant and defiant gesture.

Jiang Daikun said disdainfully: "I dare to put any rubbish in front of me. I really think I'm here to collect junk. It's just your nonsense research, unrealistic fantasies, and what other eras..."

"Bah, I might as well find a more professional team to invest in you, hurry up! Don't waste my time!"

Qiao Huanming clenched his fists, his expression was angry and forbearance, his whole body trembled slightly because his emotions were too ups and downs.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Jiang, I..."

Who knew that before he finished speaking, Jiang Daikun had already ignored him and looked back with a little surprise and surprise in his expression: "Why are you here?"

Li Qingzhou: "Come and eat."

He also did not expect to meet Jiang Biling's younger brother at the Lanyuan Club.

The two barely interacted much.

Jiang Daikun snorted: "It's a coincidence."

He glanced at Li Qingzhou incredulously, but he didn't believe that he was just here for a meal.

Li Qingzhou let him look at it, but there was no change in his face.

And Qiao Huanming was standing in the middle of the two.

The anger and humiliation he had generated before had not subsided. He wanted to leave, but the important research materials were still in the hands of the gentleman behind him...

In desperation, Qiao Huanming had to continue to stand stiffly in place.

Fortunately, the relationship between Li Qingzhou and Jiang Daikun was indifferent, and there was nothing to say, not even a polite and alienating greeting.

In the end, Jiang Daikun slammed the door shut.

Li Qingzhou saw the young man in front of him loosen his clenched fists, his shoulders collapsed suddenly, showing a sense of discouragement, and even his expression became gloomy.

Qiao Huanming thanked Li Qingzhou again, and wanted to get the information in his hand, but was avoided.

"The application of AI technology in the automotive field... Your name is Qiao Huanming?"

Li Qingzhou flipped through the information, and there was a name written on it.

He continued to look back: "Remote start of the car, intelligent recognition of voice and image, driverless technology... It should not be possible with current technology."

The concept of unmanned driving has been proposed as early as the 1940s.

However, the realization of driverless technology in the expected period is far more difficult than imagined, and even the theoretical knowledge on paper has not yet been perfected.

The information about "ai driving" written by Qiao Huanming aroused Li Qingzhou's interest.

He had a good attitude, without a trace of contempt or disapproval.

Qiao Huanming smiled wryly: "Unmanned driving technology is my last idea, I mainly study artificial intelligence..."

He paused, but couldn't hold back any more words.

Perhaps it was the indifferent attitude of the young man in front of him that gave him a desire to talk. He said, "Artificial intelligence is the trend of the future."

"The field of AI technology research is very broad, and automobiles are just one of the categories."

"The concept of unmanned driving that people later put forward is entirely based on intelligent computing. Without AI technology as an aid, unmanned driving is a dream!"

Qiao Huanming wanted to prove that his idea was not an unrealistic fantasy.

But now people's cognition of artificial intelligence still only stays in a simple robot mode, roughly recognizes images and text, and cannot distinguish between voices...

In the automotive field, there is still no room for artificial intelligence to intervene.

Once the research is carried out, it is bound to invest a lot of money and manpower... If the expected results are not achieved, it is like throwing money into the water and not hearing a single response.

This is also the reason why Jiang Daikun scoffed at this.

Qiao Huanming thought dejectedly - maybe it's not time yet, he will go back and think of a way with the teacher...

"Leave your phone number."

In Qiao Huanming's stunned expression, Li Qingzhou said, "Do you have a business card?"

"Yes, I have a business card..." Qiao Huanming hurriedly took it out, but his expression was hesitant.

Li Qingzhou directly reached out to take it, and asked Fang Xiyan to call him back.

He said: "The information will be placed with me first, and I will take a closer look."

"I don't have time today, I'll call you later and we'll talk again."

Qiao Huanming was stunned.

Li Qingzhou nodded lightly: "Looking forward to seeing you again."

When the sound of the wheelchair rolling faded away, Qiao Huanming would come to his senses.

He grasped the business card in his hand, and his face couldn't help showing a surprise that he couldn't believe...

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Liu Bohuai's room in the Lanyuan Club was secluded and quiet. On both sides of the corridor, there was a back room for talks and a small courtyard with beautiful scenery on the other.

He watched the person he wanted to see being pushed from the other end of the corridor - ten meters, eight meters, five meters...

The bubbles are still there.

——The villain inside changed his attire, jumping around in the same small suit, and holding a small red flower in his hand.

The two are a little closer, within three meters...

Liu Bohuai stopped abruptly, his eyes widened slightly - the person in front of him clearly did not speak, but he heard a humming sound...

Cheerful and happy.

But I was expressionless, gloomy and indifferent.