My Outside Expression Is Different From My Inner Expression

Liu Xiahui moved out of the Liu family mansion when she became an adult.

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 son of someone who was fighting and making trouble and was taught a lesson, or which family wanted to marry his daughter, and finally it gradually came to 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?"

He picked up his mobile phone and asked the old housekeeper who worked in Liu Mansion.

Qu Yunfan's family owns a hospital, so naturally there are channels 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's third uncle went to the hospital, but he was actually on business, business?"

Qu Yunfan pushed the 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.

Where did he expect, he received a call from Zou Ming again the next day.

I don't know 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 was wrong.

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

"This time at the Lanyuan Club."

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

Li Qingzhou wondered: "Who?"

Fang Xiyan: "...Liu Bohuai Liu Sanye."

Li Qingzhou couldn't hide her surprise.

…

Lanyuan Club is a high-end private club run by Yanjing Hejia. The Jinxuange Hotel that I visited before also belongs to Hejia.

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

The design of the Lanyuan Clubhouse is closer to the ancient style and nature, with some pure and elegant like a leisurely cloud and wild crane.

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 to look at him.

For a long while, seeing him still not looking back, Liu Bohuai's face darkened for a while, the teacup knocked on the table and made 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 Qu Chen when he told me, what made you excited?"

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

He couldn't help but think of what he saw at the entrance of Jinxuange Hotel... At that time, he was so shocked that he could only recover after people left.

--Eyes, body, no problems.

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

Fortunately, Zou Ming still has contact information.

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 a black-haired person to send a black-haired person haha ​​joking, joking..."

Finally, under Liu Bohuai's gaze, He Jianxun smirked 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? How come I don't know."

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

He was 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, as they passed a room, they were forced to stop due to the sound of arguing from inside.

—The door to the room was open, and a stack of papers was thrown out from inside, 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, went 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 and swept 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 hurried over: "Thank you, thank you, this is my thing ."

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

—The man is about thirty-five years old, of medium height, slightly fat, and looks quite attractive.

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

Jiang Daikun disdainfully said: "I dare to put any **** in front of me, I really think I am here to collect waste, just your nonsense research, unrealistic fantasies, 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 Huan clenched his fists, his expression was angry and forbearance.

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: "Why are you here?"

Li Qingzhou: "Come and eat."

He didn't expect to meet Jiang Biling's younger brother at Lanyuan Club.

The two have little interaction.

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

He glanced at Li Qingzhou inexplicably, but he didn't believe that he was here just to eat.

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

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

The anger and humiliation generated before have not subsided, he wants to leave, but the important research materials are 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.

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 slumped, showing a sense of despair, 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 images, driverless technology... It should not be possible with current technology."

The concept of unmanned driving was proposed in 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.

His attitude was good, without a trace of contempt or disapproval.

Qiao Huanming smiled wryly: "Unmanned driving technology is my last vision, 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 only 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 wants to prove that his idea is not an unrealistic fantasy.

But now people's cognition of artificial intelligence is still only in a simple robot mode, rough recognition of images and text, unable to distinguish voice...

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

This is why Jiang Daikun scoffed at this.

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

"Leave your 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 is placed with me first, and I have to take a closer look."

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

Qiao Huan was stunned.

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

When the sound of the wheelchair rolling gradually fades away, Qiao Huanming will come back to his senses.

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

…

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

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

Bubble still exists.

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

The two got 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...

Happy and happy.

But I was expressionless, gloomy and indifferent.