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Chen Hao returned to Beijing to spend time with his wife, children, and parents while dealing with some matters. Before he knew it, more than a month had passed.

Before returning to Beijing, the worst case scenario that Chen Hao imagined did not happen. Su Xue chose to compromise for love and family.

This made Chen Hao feel more and more indebted to Su Xue.

Perhaps in the eyes of some insiders, Su Xue's move was extremely wise.

Qinghua Garden.

Chen Hao and Su Xue walked side by side.

The familiar scenery brought back long-lost memories for the two of them.

"Things change and people change."

Chen Hao felt this.

Counting the time, he left Qinghua for fifteen or sixteen years.

Qinghua no longer belongs to the group of people he is familiar with, but to the young boys and girls around him who are full of youthful atmosphere.

"Next April, the centenary anniversary of the school, our classmates and alumni who did well should all come back."

Su Xue turned to look at her husband and thought to herself: The most promising student in that class and even in Qinghua’s century-old history was none other than her man.

"Centennial anniversary, okay."

Chen Hao was looking forward to it.

School celebration.

classmate reunion.

For some people, it is just an occasion to show off their strength.

Chen Hao had no such intention.

If you are above all living beings, why show off?

Chen Hao just wants to meet his former classmates and relive that time worth remembering for a lifetime.

The two walked another few hundred meters.

Chen Hao stared at an eye-catching sign in front of him.

Su Xue's beautiful eyes also followed Chen Hao's gaze, looked at the Yonghui Supermarket sign, and said with a smile: "As long as it is there, your deeds in Qinghua will be passed down."

"It's good to just go away and hide your merits and fame." Chen Hao didn't care whether the new students knew about his deeds.

At this time, the sound of guitar accompanied by singing reached Chen Hao and Su Xue's ears.

"I once dreamed of traveling to the end of the world with my sword and seeing the prosperity of the world..."

On the lawn not far away, three boys were sitting on the ground, playing guitar and singing affectionately, attracting everyone's attention.

A girl raised her camera to take pictures of three singing boys.

"It sings really well."

"This song is really nice."

"Why haven't I heard this song before?"

Several freshmen whispered.

Once you.

Amelia Su is too familiar with this song.

It was with this song that Chen Hao became a blockbuster at the New Year's Eve concert, making Gao Xiaosong and others disgraced.

That scene was something she would never forget in her life.

"When I get the Yonghui Inspirational Scholarship, I will buy an electric guitar." A boy said to his girlfriend.

When Su Xue heard what the boy said, she suddenly realized that what her beloved man left to Qinghua was not just Yonghui Supermarket.

"Go to the supermarket."

Chen Hao took his wife's hand and walked to Yonghui Supermarket.

Many people noticed Chen Hao and Su Xue.

After many years, the two walked hand in hand in Tsinghua University, and they were still the most perfect and matching couple in the eyes of others.

………………

At the end of October, Chen Hao came to Shanghai.

Although Huang Yali has been the president of Haoxiang Group for many years and has maintained a stable living environment, his appearance after five years of absence made the group's senior management feel more at ease.

The headquarters of Haoxiang Group is dedicated to Chen Hao's extremely luxurious small conference room.

Chen Hao listened carefully to Mr. Ni's report on the latest research and development results.

"Our team has mastered the key technologies of 14nm chips and will be able to put them into large-scale production in the second half of next year at the latest!"

Mr. Ni, whose gray hair is already showing his age, is still high in spirit.

"it is good."

Chen Hao couldn't help but applaud, clearly remembering that in his last life, the 14-nanometer chip was released three years later.

Others present also applauded, happy for another achievement of Mr. Ni's team, but they were not as aware as Chen Hao of how fierce Mr. Ni was.

"Sanxin, Gaotong, and Yingtailer can no longer keep up with our R&D speed and are at least two years behind us. Moreover, we have the entire chip industry chain from upstream raw material production to photolithography machine manufacturing and downstream packaging and testing!"

The more Mr. Ni talked, the more excited he became.

When he didn't leave Lianheian, he was most worried about being stuck by foreigners in the chip R&D and manufacturing field ten or twenty years later.

Now he is completely relieved.

"Mr. Ni has made great contributions. I applaud Mr. Ni again!"

Chen Hao took the lead in applauding.

The applause started again.

Mr. Ni quickly waved his hands, and when the applause subsided, he said to Chen Hao with tears in his eyes: "Without your support at all costs, Mr. Chen, my dream would not have come true."

Under the gaze of everyone, Mr. Ni bowed deeply to Chen Hao.

More than 20 senior executives of Haoxiang Group who attended the meeting looked at Chen Hao and expressed their respect. In their minds, Chen Hao, who had created so many miracles, was close to a god.

Chen Hao was secretly grateful to be reborn in the 1990s, which was the most critical decade for laying the foundation for chip development.

If he were reborn in this era, it is unknown whether he could catch up with his opponents in the field of chip manufacturing, let alone overtaking in corners.

Mr. Ni sat down.

Chen Hao took a sip of tea, looked around at the people present, and said: "In the next ten years, in addition to continuing to maintain the strong momentum of chip R&D and manufacturing, Haoxiang Technology will also develop artificial intelligence, robots, driverless driving, and starlink..."

One after another new ideas were instilled in everyone's minds, even Mr. Ni was shocked, let alone some executives who were not engaged in scientific research.

Why can Mr. Chen think of this?

Some people have questions.

Chen Hao spoke for more than an hour.

"I have known Mr. Chen for so many years, and I have always had a ridiculous idea." Mr. Ni couldn't help but said, attracting everyone's attention.

"what idea?"

Chen Hao asked with a smile.

"I feel like Mr. Chen, you are like the male protagonist in some science fiction movies, coming from the future." Mr. Ni laughed at the end, seemingly laughing at himself.

Others also laughed, taking what Mr. Ni said as a joke and not noticing that Chen Hao's smile was slightly frozen.

From the future.

When Mr. Ni said these four words, Chen Hao's heart trembled.

"I think Mr. Chen is a god descending from heaven."

Zhao Zhiqiang, who serves as the vice president of Haoxiang Group, interrupted with a smile.

Some echoed.

Chen Hao smiled and said: "Okay, don't flatter me. If you have no other questions, then let's break up the meeting."

More than 20 senior executives got up and left one after another, and only Huang Yali remained.

"You have worked hard these past five years."

Chen Hao held Huang Yali's hand.

"Ever since I was lured to Haoxiang by your million-dollar annual salary, how many years have I not worked hard?" Huang Yali pretended to be dissatisfied.

Chen Hao used a little force to pull Huang Yali up and sit on his lap.

"This is the conference room..."

Huang Yali blushed.

"Don't worry, no one will bother us."

Chen Hao smiled evilly and slowly moved his hand along Huang Yali's long black legs.

"But I'm old."

Huang Yali, who is over forty, thinks she is no longer worthy of Chen Hao. In fact, she takes good care of herself. She looks like she is in her early thirties and her figure is still hot.

Many young men in their twenties and seventies within the group regard Huang Yali as a sexy goddess.

"With your figure, ten years from now, you will still be able to impress countless men." Chen Hao raised and lowered his hands as he spoke.

Huang Yali, who had suppressed her passion for too long, couldn't bear it anymore. She turned around and hugged Chen Hao's neck, kissing him crazily.

The two kissed passionately.

Afterwards, Chen Hao asked Huang Yali to lie down on the conference table.

A moment later, Huang Yali's uncontrollable cry echoed in the conference room, and the sound lasted for more than half an hour.

When Huang Yali walked out of the conference room, although she blushed and looked a little embarrassed, her beautiful eyes were brighter and her expression was full of energy.

After Huang Yali left, Chen Hao returned to the office and picked up a fax document explaining the follow-up results of the Yucheng incident.

The results involved the dismissal of dozens of officials in Chongqing City.

More than a month after the incident, the official sent this document to Chen Hao for review, which was equivalent to asking Chen Hao if he was satisfied.

"Coercion or inducement of twelve female celebrities..."

Chen Hao saw the illegal and illegal records about Fatty Wen and sighed to himself. If he hadn't appeared, Fatty Wen would probably have captured Fan Bingbing.

Talent!

Chen Hao smiled casually, shared the file, and threw it on the table.

Fu Donglai is dead.

He didn't care what happened to these rotten fish who had followed Fu Donglai.