It feels very good to go to work, Tianhe thought, and occasionally contacting colleagues, there is a feeling of living in Tong Kai's favorite Balzac work "The Comedy of the World", and in their eyes, they are also in this world part of comedy. Time passed quickly, and the street trees downstairs seemed to have all their leaves turned yellow overnight, and then all withered and fluttered in the wind overnight.

The upgrade progress of Puluo's core modules has reached 20%, and the analysis system has also been gradually established.

Now the final algorithm is missing. Tianhe has been tortured for a long time by the algorithms that exist in the imagination. These algorithms are like floating in the fog, invisible and intangible. After breaking into that field, they always feel everywhere. Even right next to you.

He took the time to participate in a couple of Shanghai quant's fraternity card clubs, and found that everyone, too, was hungry for it.

"Five guiding formulas?" said a quant. "Just one, and you're happy, five? Dream faster."

Tianhe: "What about improvement?"

"It's difficult." The quants said in succession, "Unless there are big bulls who have studied finance willing to help you, these people are either executives or not in China. People with this ability will not come to be consultants."

Tianhe is very helpless, and can only hope that he can find sudden inspiration in the process of upgrading for Puluo.

"I suggest that you go to Guan Yue," Puluo said. "The probability of solving this problem is as high as 90%."

Tianhe was really hesitant for a while, and he even wrote a letter to Guan Yue, hoping that he could find time.

The recipient is Guan Yue, and the content is only one sentence: I want to talk to you.

But the letter has been in the mailbox, not sent.

In late November, the foundation of the new system was built very smoothly. It has reached an "amazing" 65%, and it is getting faster and faster. It will be completed before New Year's Day, so there will be no major problems.

Guan Yue didn't give him a single salary, and he didn't deduct money for being late or absent from work. In fact, for Tianhe, working at home was the same as working in the company, but Aunt Fang insisted that Tianhe come to work because only In this way, Tianhe will be forced to adjust his work and rest, and will not work continuously for 72 hours and then sleep all day and night.

The legend of the domineering president Wen Tianhe and the twelve platinum bags has become the top 1 of Qingsong Capital's hot topic list for nearly two consecutive months. Everyone began to hold good expectations, hoping that when Tianhe gave birth to the idea of ​​throwing money, he could call the clerk to the door for them again. After all, many boys also want to buy bags for their girlfriends.

After Tong Kai learned about it, he said, "I see! This kind of behavior is called 'group buying'! Right? Mario, take the money for me and leave it to me. Don't bother my relationship consultant any more!"

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The next day, Tong Kai did the same and asked the clerk to deliver 24 platinum bags.

Company-wide:"………………"

Bao's feast was held during the lunch break on Tuesday, and Guan Yue saw this neurotic behavior, so it was another Tuesday a week later.

Guan Yue asked Hermes to send thirty-six platinum bags.

"Welfare." Guan Yue said loudly.

"Using this kind of unskilled quantity stacking game to compare, are you two sick?" Tianhe saw the bags on the back of the sofa, under the sofa, and a whole row on the carpet, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. It's so vulgar to think.

Recently, Tong Kai was suddenly too busy to get away. During the lunch break, Tian He broke free from a pile of codes, sighed, and looked at Guan Yue who appeared in front of him at some point.

"I didn't bring you any food today." Tianhe said, "Tong Kai flew to India to file an infringement lawsuit, and he won't come over these two days."

Guan Yue often goes out at noon recently. Tian He doesn't know how many lunches he has to ask Aunt Fang to prepare each day. Listening to the discussions of his colleagues, Guan Yue seems to randomly take time every week to have dinner with his blind date. Some people are still by the river. saw them in the high-end restaurant of , but only once, Guan Yue changed places.

"I let him go." Guan Yue glanced at his watch, then at Tianhe.

Tianhe knew what he meant. They lived together for seven years. This action couldn't be more obvious. Guan Yue wanted to say "it's time to go out". Tianhe got up and followed Guan Yue out.

Pro: "I'm guessing he's looking for you on something important."

Tianhe looked sideways at Guan Yue, who pressed the elevator for him.

"Is the relationship going well?" Tianhe said.

Guan Yue was silent.

Tianhe said: "Listen to the gossip of my colleagues, you often ask her to go out to dinner, she is a very beautiful girl."

Guan Yue didn't speak, the two entered the elevator, and the people in the elevator kept silent, scanning them from time to time. After changing the elevator and leaving the building, Guan Yue took Tianhe into another building and went up to the 41st floor. It was a Japanese restaurant, and it was full of people waiting for a table at noon.

Men Ying brought the two in, and put a small stand of pure gold in the private room: "Reserve your seat, Green Pine Capital".

Tianhe: "You bought the eel rice?"

Guan Yue and Tianhe took off their shoes, Guan Yue took off their suits, took Tianhe's sports jacket and hung it up, and the two sat in the private room.

Tianhe always had an ominous premonition until Guan Yue said, "What do you want to talk about?"

Tianhe: "!!!"

Pro: "One night at nine o'clock, your screen was turned off, you were lying on the table sleeping, and you didn't send a letter, and he saw it."

Tianhe said: "Letters that are not sent out, just like words that are not spoken, have no effect."

Guan Yue stared at Tian He and said nothing for a long time.

Tianhe's self-esteem does not allow him to ask Guan Yue for help, but since the letter has been seen by him, it is useless to change his words, not to mention that there is less than a month left until the first day of January.

He was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Yes, now we are in a boat, I do want to ask you for help, technology related."

The eel rice came, and Tianhe's had cheese.

"Speak." Guan Yue replied coldly.

Guan Yue didn't understand computers and programs, so Tianhe had to take a tissue, borrow a pen from the waiter, and explain to him the technical problems he encountered. Guan Yue listened silently, his face was always ugly.

"I don't want to waste your time." Tianhe said, "but the purpose of writing the process is to explain it to you first..."

Tianhe spread out the tissue, scribbled a few times with a ballpoint pen, and wrote smaller words, otherwise the tissue would not be able to be written.

At the beginning, Guan Yue also had a headache when he was studying advanced number theory, although Tianhe didn't understand why a PPE master student would be so distracted and went to study number theory. But the trouble was increasing day by day. When it was time to go to Florence to relax, Tianhe pulled some tissues and used a ballpoint pen to explain patiently to Guan Yue all afternoon at a small round table facing the street in front of a sunny cafe. , until sunset, successfully helped Guan Yue complete the troubleshooting of this subject.

Tianhe looked down at the tissue, wrote four pieces, and then put them together, but Guan Yue didn't lower his head, staring at Tianhe's eyebrows.

Tianhe explained the overall system framework, calculation logic, etc. to Guan Yue in the "most concise" way in his concept, with his feet under the dining table and subconsciously stepping on Guan Yue's instep.

Tianhe is wearing white socks in sportswear today, and Guan Yue is wearing black socks in suits. In the Japanese food store, Tianhe unknowingly stepped on the back of his feet just like before, like in the artificial garden of his London home. , in this familiar and intimate way, buried in the discussion.

Pro: "Pay attention to his eyes, Tianhe."

Tianhe: "?"

Tianhe raised his head with a puzzled expression, and Guan Yue immediately pulled back his feet and replied, "I understand what you mean."

Tianhe: "???"

Guan Yue said: "Give me some time, I have something else to do, let's go first." Then he got up and left.

Monk Tian didn't know what was going on, and looked blankly at Guan Yue's back.

"Your coat!" Tianhe shouted, but Guan Yue had already left.

Tianhe said: "Actually, I already have a preliminary idea about the bootstrap formula. What I want to ask is only about some constants and variables. This guy is really... Promo recently, what did you want to remind me?"

"Well," Pro said, "I think he might be a little sad, so I remind you to pay attention to his expression."

Tianhe: "He's just busy going on a blind date."

Pu Luo: "He was quite entangled. He originally thought that you wanted to get back with him. As long as you opened your mouth, even if you said that you didn't want him to get married, he would turn around without hesitation and run towards..."

Tianhe: "Puluo, don't suddenly switch to romance novel mode. I always feel that if you have to listen to the opinions of others to make up your mind about who to marry and whether or not to marry, then you shouldn't be greedy for any freedom in your life."

"You're no one else," Pro said. "You're different, you're not like anyone else."

Tianhe said casually: "Is this implying me? When I decided to be with him back then, I didn't ask anyone's opinion."

Tianhe started eating eel rice and was still thinking about his own problems. That afternoon, Mario interrupted his programming and said meaningfully, "Mr. Guan asked you to come."

In the office, Guan Yue turned on the projection, turned the camera, and cast a ppt on the wall, waiting patiently for Tianhe.

"Wait for me." Tianhe went out to get the computer.

Pro: "He's calmed down now."

"He's been very calm." Tian He replied casually, "I didn't expect that he would have the patience to teach me lessons in the company."

Tianhe went in, pushed the swivel chair to Guan Yue's side, Guan Yue pressed the phone, turned on Do Not Disturb mode, turned it over, placed it on the table, moved his fingers on the touchpad, and dragged the ppt.

"When the way of thinking is blocked on the road of science," Guan Yue didn't look at Tianhe, just stared at the projection on the wall, and said seriously, "We might as well try to put aside the ideas of computational science and financial economics, and start from From the perspective of historical events and social changes, reorganize the ancient discipline of macroeconomics, in order to find the original model..."

"Boss," Tianhe said, "Uh, actually I already have a few preliminary ideas..."

Guan Yue: "If you don't want to hear it, just go out. I have something to do this afternoon."

"Don't." Tianhe helplessly spread out his notebook and replied, "I just don't want to waste your precious time."

The sun shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Tianhe seems to be pulled back into the long past. The midsummer in Oxford is green, the light and shadow of the trees are rustling, they are wearing couples shirts, Tianhe is sitting with his back against the big tree, and Guan Yue is lying in Tianhe's arms, enjoying the bright summer sun unscrupulously.

In the last year of the master's degree, before the defense, Guan Yue had almost no classes, so Tianhe often came to Oxford with books to find Guan Yue. Declare his ownership of this man, and threaten all the young gays and beauties of Great Britain who intend to approach Guanyue.

After all, before confirming the relationship, Guan Yue introduced Tianhe as "younger brother" in front of his classmates. Now that the two brothers have become lovers, Tianhe certainly has reason to defend his due rights. The methods of defense include, but are not limited to, verifying Guan Yue's interpersonal relationship, interrogating him, following him, showing his face, deliberately provoking conflicts with him, and so on.

In Guan Yue's life, the only person he can't afford to offend is Tianhe, who is always eaten by him like this.

Tianhe could see that Guan Yue liked this set of things very much, especially in front of his beloved, the more jealous Tianhe was, the more he showed that he loved him. Although Guan Yue was so controlled that he could not laugh or cry, he patiently gave Tianhe every time. and explanation.

But there is only one kind of contradiction that Guan Yue will definitely fight back, and that is the problem related to the profession. If Tianhe does not quarrel, he must say the last sentence after a quarrel. However, when it comes to the field of politics and economics, Guan Yue always refuses to give in an inch. Tianhe likes to attack Guan Yue intentionally or unintentionally, as if subconsciously, every time he beats him mentally, Guan Yue's excellence will decrease. In this way, Tianhe has an absolute sense of security and no longer has to worry about his own. Boyfriend was stolen.

Obviously Guan Yue is not as good as you think, why do both of them like him?

This day, the two quarreled again in the sun. The reason was that Tianhe had turned over a document "Introduction of Agriculture" borrowed by the teaching assistant of Xiaguan Yuechao, and found that in the blank of the book, he had written a few lines of love poems.

This new teaching assistant always likes to give public service to private parties. He sent an email to Guan Yue in the middle of the night. As the defense approached, Guan Yue did not dare to turn off the phone. Last night, the teaching assistant was still in bed at one o'clock, and the two were in bed, so the quarrel was earth-shattering. Out of control.

Guan Yue said: "I don't know at all, I haven't seen that page yet!"

Tianhe: "How could you not see it? I'm going to see that teaching assistant."

Guan Yue: "Let me solve it myself, otherwise I will become the laughing stock of the entire department. Can you not make trouble without reason?"

Tianhe walked into a building with a dark face, and the light was dim. Guan Yue's juniors passed by and looked at them with curiosity. Guan Yue wanted to reach out to pull Tian He, but Tian He was always thrown away. When he passed the corner, Guan Yue hugged him instead, but Tian He drifted sideways, making Guan Yue's hug empty.

Guan Yue explained patiently: "I will answer tomorrow, save me some face."

Tianhe: "I suggest we use English to make noise, so that everyone can hear it clearly."

Guan Yue is a very face-saving person, and whispered: "Don't do this, baby."

Tianhe walked into a classroom, and there were only two people chatting in the classroom, one was Guan Yue's assistant and the other was Guan Yue's classmates. Tianhe was about to step forward, but Guan Yue put one hand on his shoulder and pressed him to a seat.

Tianhe looked at Guan Yue with indifference.

"Hi, Guan? Is this your brother?"

The teaching assistant was a blond British boy. As soon as Tianhe appeared, the teaching assistant instantly showed an unnatural expression, and Tianhe knew at a glance that he had a ghost in his heart.

Tianhe waved to the assistant and said, "Hi."

Guan Yue turned the book in his hand to the page where the love poem was written, put it in front of the teaching assistant, and said in English, "You wrote it?"

The teaching assistant laughed and didn't say anything. He closed the book, and the atmosphere in the classroom became awkward. Guan Yue approached a little and said solemnly, "Don't send me emails in the middle of the night to talk about unrelated papers. Take the book away, if you don’t want to be complained.” He said in a low voice, in a voice that only he and his teaching assistant could hear: “We have already signed a marriage contract, so don’t make us misunderstood.”

The teaching assistant's expression changed suddenly, he put away the book, glanced at Guan Yue, and left the classroom with the students.

The sun came in from the window, shone in the classroom, and shone on the blackboard. The above was what the professor had just said half an hour ago. Tianhe sat behind a desk and looked at the blackboard silently. Guan Yue came to Tianhe. Sit down on the previous seat, turn sideways, and look at Tianhe, do you mean so satisfied?

"What did the last sentence say?" Tianhe asked suspiciously, obviously not planning to let Guan Yue go.

Guan Yue: "Don't be suspicious."

Tianhe: "If you didn't say that sneaky sentence at the end, it wouldn't make me suspicious!"

Guan Yue: "..."

"Forget it." Tian He didn't want to bother him anymore, so he took Guan Yue's cell phone and blocked the teaching assistant's phone number.

"For me, this is a major life event." Guan Yue said.

Tianhe: "What?"

Guan Yue spread his hands and said seriously, "I propose to you."

Tianhe was speechless and said, "Is this forcing marriage? It's too embarrassing!"

Guan Yue laughed, suddenly reached out and pinched Xia Tianhe's face, a leaf was swept in by the wind from the window and fell on the table.

Guan Yue said casually, "I thought you would be very happy when it comes to getting married."

Tianhe: "..."

Guan Yue said again: "You want to marry me, think about it for a long time."

Tianhe was about to mock Guan Yue unceremoniously, but Guan Yue leaned towards him from the position in front and kissed Tianhe's lips, and Tianhe's anger completely disappeared.

Tianhe didn't want to continue this topic, so he had to answer dissatisfiedly: "I didn't want to spend my life with you that much."

Guan Yue: "It's wrong again. You came into this world just to be with me."

Tianhe changed the subject, looked down, and said, "This is the table Shelley sat on."

A line of beautiful handwriting was left on the table with a pen and protected by a plastic seal, with a poem by Shelley on it.

"Only your brilliance can be like the mist over the mountains."

Below it was another line: "This seat once belonged to the immortal soul who wrote such poems."

"Want to hear my defense?" Guan Yue said suddenly.

Tianhe replied, "If you beg me, I'll listen to it reluctantly."

Guan Yue got up, walked to the blackboard, and Chaotianhe started his defense on the topic of "involution". Tianhe has read this paper, and he has to admit that Guan Yue's professional level is very outstanding. He just listened so carefully, sitting in Shelley's seat, watching Guan Yue on the podium.

Just like this evening, Guan Yue stroked his sleeves, put one hand in his pocket, stood in front of the projection screen, and indifferently explained to the sky, what he thought Tianhe could use.

Gradually, the past and the present seemed to blend together. Tianhe couldn't help but think of the evening when he was listening to Guan Yue's defense rehearsal in Oxford four years ago.

In the office, Guan Yue finished speaking, picked up the water glass, drank some water, and turned his eyes to Tianhe.

"The mathematical model of 'involution'..." Tianhe muttered.

This is why Guan Yue let Tianhe teach him number theory at the beginning, combining involution effect with corporate performance, and using mathematical models for macro description...

Tianhe got up immediately, Guan Yue seemed to know what he was going to do, went to the desk, pressed the remote control, and Tianhe rushed out like a gust of wind.

Pro: "Victory is imminent, with a high probability."

Tianhe did not answer, returned to his position, opened the notebook, and began to revise his formula. Qingsong had already got off work. Five minutes later, Guan Yue also left the office. After coming to the water dispenser, he put a cup of coffee on the table, propped up the desk with one hand and the back of Tianhe's chair with the other. He opened the tablet and changed the formula quickly.

"I know this constant." Guan Yue pointed to the screen and looked down at Tianhe, "If you don't mind..."

Tianhe didn't notice him at all, he almost kissed him when he raised his head, and said in shock, "Hey! Don't scare me!"

Tianhe avoided the switch a little, opened a safe distance, and said angrily, "Mr. Guan, this action is so inappropriate! You interrupted my train of thought, and it's not like what a CEO would do!"

Guan Yue also realized that he had unconsciously crossed the boundary with Tianhe, so he had to turn around and leave.

Pu Luo: "Do I need to do a search and comparison?"

Tianhe recovered his thoughts, but fortunately he didn't forget it. It only took ten minutes to modify all the formulas. The characters disappeared, appeared and rearranged on the screen as if they were under the magician's hands.

Tianhe: "No need, run it once and see, I have made modifications on the original basis."

Tianhe watched the screen nervously, and Pu Luo intervened to assist in the reconstruction of the computational model.

Pro: "I know you must be nervous right now..."

Tianhe: "Yes, Bach's song, the equal temperament, is his pinnacle."

In Bach's music, Pro said: "I just thought that what Guan Yue explained to you just now should not be enough to inspire you to modify the guiding formula."

Tianhe: "Because I remembered Guan Yue's master's thesis. At that time, his research on economic theory obviously focused more on the essence than now. Now he values ​​practicality too much, but loses the kind of tireless, only for The intellectual temperament born from the exploration of truth and essence..."

To be precise, this afternoon and the afternoon many years ago, the moment when the two periods of time merged, gave Tianhe a great inspiration. During the waiting time, he told Pu Luo the evening when he listened to Guan Yue's defense.

Pro: "I'm more concerned about what happened next."

Tianhe fell into confusion: "Later?"

Later, after listening to Guan Yue's defense, Tianhe said, "You are also a genius."

Guan Yue washed his hands and left Oxford with Tianhe at dusk.

"This is the first time you have recognized me so much." Guan Yue said, "Even if you say words of worship, you can't help but use the word 'also'."

Tianhe remembered that Guan Yue's hand was very warm that day, because before holding him, Guan Yue warmed his hand in his arms for a while. The next day, Guan Yue got up early, kissed Tianhe and went to defend. When Tianhe woke up and went to Oxford, just after it was Guan Yue's turn to defend, Tian He lightly walked in through the back door of the large classroom, and Guan Yue went to the stage.

On that day, Guan Yue was so radiant, with his arrogance and arrogance, he appeared gentle and refined, and only a "prince" could describe him.

After the end, the professor and his assistant talked with Guan Yue, who listened carefully, obeyed the rules and was polite.

"The defense is over?" Tianhe asked with his hands in the pockets of his trench coat, "Did you screw it up? I just came."

Guan Yue: "You didn't come?"

Tianhe said regretfully: "I'm sorry, I overslept."

Guan Yue: "Then I saw the people sitting in the last row, um, it was an illusion."

Tianhe laughed and said, "You're not doing well today, you're stupid."

"I guess it's a+." Guan Yue replied, "Your sarcasm is invalid again."

Tianhe and Guan Yue held hands and walked in Oxford.

"Then I'll give you the reward in advance." Tianhe took out the watch from his trench coat pocket and said, "The last piece in the world."

Guan Yue: "..."

Guan Yue looked at Tianhe in disbelief, Tianhe smiled and put Roger Dolby's "Knight of the Round Table" on Guan Yue's hand. There are only twenty-eight pieces of this watch in the world. Two months ago, Guan Yue and Tianhe went to Christie's spring auction. At that time, Guan Yue hesitated for a long time, but he still did not ask his subordinates to raise their cards. The reason was: this watch is really too expensive. Although the ex-factory price is only 2 million, but after several rounds of price increases at the auction, it has become a rather uneconomical accessory.

Finally, after thinking about it for a long time, found uncle, asked him to come forward, and bought it from an Austrian Minister of General Affairs. buyout royalties. heard that when Wen Tianyue learned about this, his eyes went black on the spot, and he almost didn't catch his breath. His hatred for Guan Yue instantly increased by 500,000 points.

"Ugly crying," Tianhe said casually, "it's like wearing a Russian roulette on your hand, I really don't know where your fanaticism for Roger Dolby came from... But you like it. "

Tianhe was about to turn around, but Guan Yue said, "Wait."

Tianhe turned his head and looked at Guan Yue in confusion, just like when they first met many years ago, with that innocent innocence.

Tianhe's eyes were clear and shining, and the corners of his mouth were hooked meaningfully, as if he was searching his stomach, and he was about to use a few jokes to hurt him a little.

"Call me brother again, just like when I was a child." Guan Yue said.

Tianhe: "No."

Guan Yue: "I am your guardian."

Tianhe: "I'm nineteen years old, I'm not afraid of you, can you still beat me?"

Guan Yue stubbornly looked at Tian He, Tian He always couldn't guess Guan Yue, and felt that his brain must be caught in the door of the defense classroom.

"No." Tianhe knew that if something went wrong, there would be a demon.

Guan Yue is still insisting.

Tianhe also began to insist, this title has not been used for a long time, he turned and left, but Guan Yue still stood there, the meaning is obvious, if you don't call me, I won't move.

Tianhe turned around under a tree.

"Hi, brother." Tianhe said to Guan Yue with a bored face.

This shout was like a voice-activated switch, causing Guan Yue to walk towards him.

"Because from today, this title will become..."

Tianhe turned around and started running, Guan Yue shouted, "Wait! Listen to me! Where are you going?!"

Tianhe flew over, crossed the fence, startled a group of pigeons, and Guan Yue went around the road and intercepted him, but Tianhe shook off his coat, shaking like a bullfight, and got on the wrong side of the menacing Guan Yue. The school shared bicycles on the side of the road, and slammed the car away.

"Don't run around!" Guan Yue said angrily, "You naughty child!"

The two rode their bicycles through Oxford. Tianhe only drilled into tricky places, bumping and bumping. Guan Yue rode faster than him. A bike drifting, intercepting Tianhe.

Tianhe almost collided with Guan Yue and wanted to run, but Guan Yue grabbed him irresistibly, held him and slid off the hillside and slid down. Tianhe shouted, Guan Yue put his arms around him and leaned over to kiss him.

Tianhe hugged his neck and kissed him in the sunshine of the graduation season.

When they parted, Guan Yue stared at Tianhe, as if he couldn't bear to take his eyes off his face for a second.

Guan Yue also took out a box from his pocket and opened it to him. Inside was an old gold ring with several irregular gemstones.

Tianhe: "..."

Guan Yue said seriously: "For me, a marriage proposal is a major event in life. I haven't figured out where and when I want to propose to you."

Tianhe said: "I knew that one day, you will definitely take this thimble out."

Guan Yue put the ring on Tianhe's hand and said, "Take it as a pre-engagement engagement, a contract of intent."

Tianhe laughed. This ring is very old. It was held by Grandma Guan Yue seventy years ago. The ring is set with seven tourmaline stones, because every ten years when Guan Yue's grandparents are together, his grandfather will take it to the craftsman and set a stone on it.

At the age of twenty, he paid for the life of a fourteen-year-old girl who had been displaced by the great famine, and gave her a small gold thimble. The girl entered the Guan family and became his wife until In the eighth decade, they were separated by life and death.

Before grandma passed away, she took the ring off her thin fingers with difficulty and handed it to the eldest grandson Guan Yue. The intention is self-evident.

Tianhe Jianguanyue took it, but simply put it away, and didn't mean to give it to himself in front of the old man, so he mocked it bitterly as a thimble, and now because of this "engagement before engagement", the ring has finally arrived in his hands.

"I haven't saved enough for the first print yet." Tianhe picked up the ring and looked at the sun.

Guan Yue pointed it out to Tian He, and he secretly found someone to add a diamond to the ring. It has been fifteen years since the year they met as a child.

Tianhe said, "It doesn't count."

Guan Yue said in an unquestionable tone: "I say it's the matter."

Pro: "But you don't pay much attention to this ring, at least not wearing it."

Tianhe: "Because I was always worried, for fear that the gems on it would fall off, I didn't dare to wear them all the time, so I put them away."

Puluo: "It has been worn for seventy years and has not fallen apart, so it is very strong."

Tianhe: "Some things, which look solid, always fall apart in unexpected places, just like love. I have to return it to him sometime. Puluo, you haven't finished the test yet?"

Pro: "It's been a long time since the test."

"What's the result?" Tian He became nervous and stared at the screen with bated breath.

Pro: "I can't evaluate, but I think the people who have the right to evaluate have come back."

Guan Yue came back again, holding two lunch boxes, glanced at the data from the analysis system, turned around and put the lunch boxes into the microwave oven - it was the dinner sent by Aunt Fang.

Tianhe looked forward to Guan Yue's words of approval, but Guan Yue stood in front of the microwave oven and only looked down at the Knights of the Round Table on his wrist. There were still three minutes before Nasdaq opened.

With a "ding" from the microwave, Guan Yue put one of them on Tianhe's table, frowned slightly, and stared at the screen.

"If it's not for approval, don't say it," Tianhe said helplessly, "Don't blow my confidence."

"Genius." Guan Yue replied, taking his dinner and returning to the office.

Tianhe sat up abruptly, his fingers trembled slightly, clicked on the opening report, and took a deep breath.

Pu Luo: "Tianhe, you are indeed a genius."

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