My Outside Expression Is Different From My Inner Expression

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

Now he lives alone in a villa under 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 ranged from so-and-so's son being severely taught for fighting and causing trouble, or which family wanted to marry their daughter, and finally gradually talked about Liu Xiahui's third uncle Liu Bohuai.

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

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

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

Qu Yunfan's family owns a hospital, so there is naturally a way to know about it.

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

The old butler of Liu's house quickly replied.

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

Qi Hao asked curiously, "Which hospital did you go to if you weren't sick?"

"Yun Fan, you're mistaken. Xia Hui's third uncle went to the hospital, but he was actually on business, 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."

"........."

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

Unexpectedly, he received another call from Zou Ming the next day.

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

After hanging up the phone, he still couldn't recover.

Li Qingzhou asked him what happened.

Fang Xiyan said: "Assistant Zou said that he wants to make another appointment with us to continue discussing compensation and cooperation..."

"This time the location is at the Lanyuan Clubhouse."

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

Li Qingzhou wondered: "Who?"

Fang Xiyan: "...Master Liu Bohuai and Liu."

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

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

However, it is different from Jinxuange Hotel's resplendent luxury and splendor.

The design of the Lanyuan Clubhouse is closer to the ancient style and nature, with the cleanliness and elegance of wild cranes.

There is a faint fragrance of orchids in the clubhouse, lingering in the nostrils, making people want to relax uncontrollably.

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 constant scrutiny.

After a while, seeing that he still didn't look back, Liu Bohuai's expression darkened once, and the teacup knocked on the table with a muffled sound: "Have you seen enough?"

He Jianxun chuckled, and said with his friend's menacing eyes: "No, I don't understand, forget about the ophthalmology department, why would you want to go to the psychiatry department?"

"I didn't believe it when Qu Chen told me, why did you get provoked?"

Liu Bohuai slowly turned the beads in his hand, not bothering to pay attention to him.

He couldn't help but think of what he saw at the entrance of the Jinxuan Pavilion Hotel... He was so shocked at the time that he finally recovered after the people left.

——There are no problems with eyes or body.

But he was sure that it was not an illusion, and if he wanted to find out what was going on, he had to meet again.

Fortunately, Zou Ming still has his contact information.

Liu Bohuai couldn't help but frowned slightly, even the prayer beads in his hands stopped, his heart was restless.

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

"If something happens, don't hide it from me. I don't want the brunette to send the brunette haha, joking, joking..."

Finally, under Liu Bohuai's gaze, He Jianxun smiled 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 outside.

He Jianxun: "The Li family? Which young master of the Li family? Why don't I know."

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

Curious, he walked out together.

Liu Bohuai walked ahead without looking back.

Zou Ming explained for He Jianxun from 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 have just entered the Lanyuan clubhouse.

However, they were forced to stop by arguing from within a room as they passed by.

——The door of the room was opened, and a stack of papers was thrown out, which 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 handed it to Li Qingzhou.

The arguments in the room grew louder.

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

When he saw that all the papers thrown out just now were in Li Qingzhou's hands, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried over and said, "Thank you, thank you, this is my thing."

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

——The man is about 35 years old, of medium height, slightly fat, and looks good.

But his entire face was completely ruined by his arrogant and defiant posture.

Jiang Daikun said disdainfully: "You dare to put any broken things in front of me. I really think that I am collecting waste products here. Just your nonsense research and unrealistic fantasies, what are you talking about..."

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

Qiao Huanming clenched his fists, with an angry and forbearing expression, his whole body was trembling because of the emotional ups and downs.

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

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Jiang Daikun had already ignored him, looked behind, with a bit of surprise and surprise in his expression: "Why are you here?"

Li Qingzhou: "Come and eat."

He also didn't expect to meet Jiang Biling's younger brother in the Lanyuan clubhouse.

The two hardly interacted with each other.

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

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

Li Qingzhou let him look at him, without any change in his face.

And Qiao Huanming stood between the two of them.

The anger and humiliation that occurred before have not subsided, and he wants to leave, but the important research materials are still held in the hands of the gentleman behind him...

In desperation, Qiao Huanming could only 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 polite and alienated greetings.

It ended with Jiang Daikun closing the door with a snap.

Li Qingzhou saw the young man in front of him loosen his clenched fists, and his shoulders collapsed, showing a sense of frustration, 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: "Remotely start the car, intelligently recognize voice and image, driverless technology... these should not be possible with current technology."

The concept of unmanned driving has been proposed as early as the 40s.

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

The materials written by Qiao Huanming about "AI driving" aroused Li Qingzhou's interest.

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

Qiao Huanming smiled bitterly and said, "Unmanned driving technology is my final idea. I mainly research artificial intelligence..."

He paused, but still couldn't hold back to say a few more words.

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

"AI technology research involves a wide range of fields, and cars are just one of them."

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

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

But now people's cognition of artificial intelligence is still only in the simple robot mode, roughly recognizes images and texts, 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 dry money in the water without hearing a response.

This is why Jiang Daikun scoffed at this.

Qiao Huanming thought dejectedly—maybe it's not the 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 return his call.

He said: "Let's put the information here 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: "I look forward to seeing you again."

Only when the sound of the wheelchair rolling gradually faded away did Qiao Huanming regain his senses.

He squeezed the business card in his hand and suddenly realized, his face couldn't help revealing the surprise of disbelief...

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Liu Bohuai's room in the Lanyuan clubhouse was secluded and quiet. On both sides of the corridor, there was an inner room for talks on one side, 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...

Bubbles are still there.

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

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

Liu Bohuai stopped suddenly, his eyes widened slightly - the person in front of him obviously didn't speak, but he heard a humming and singing...

Cheerful and happy.

But I have no expression on my face, gloomy and indifferent.