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“Give me a pound of this, and also these…” Ding Zhengnan, dressed in casual home attire, skillfully navigated the local market, purchasing the food needed for dinner.
At this moment, Ding Zhengnan was in Tianjin, not far from the capital, where things were somewhat hidden under the lights. Not long ago, when she had not yet completed her plans, she was still in the capital, hiding herself thoroughly.
It must be said that in this era, it was quite easy to make someone disappear without a trace.
Feeling her phone vibrate in her pocket, Ding Zhengnan stacked the bag in her right hand on top of the one in her left and answered the call with a serene smile. “Sister Luo, what a surprise to receive your call!”
“Why are you so calm? I’m almost scared to death over this! Do you know how terrified I was when your aunt contacted me?” Luo Qi’s words revealed her displeasure, seemingly blaming Ding Zhengnan for acting on her own.
“And why didn’t you tell me you were in contact with your aunt? Come on, if you used my bank account to transfer money, she would definitely find out! She came by once before and almost got everything out of me!” This was what truly angered Luo Qi.
“Ah~~ about that! I really forgot, sorry, sorry. Your aunt shouldn’t have made things difficult for you, right?” Ding Zhengnan said, struggling slightly with the bags she was carrying. Since she couldn’t use her previous vehicle here, she had temporarily bought a bicycle but decided not to ride it since the market was close.
She switched the bags between her hands and continued, “She’s just worried about me. Don’t take it too seriously; I plan to go home for the New Year anyway. By then, everything should be fine!”
Luo Qi, having seen many situations but never one like this, slapped her forehead with her free hand and sighed deeply. “Why make things so complicated? Why not just tell him directly? With someone like him, if you were straightforward, everything would probably be fine!”
“Then wouldn’t all my efforts be wasted? Sister Luo, it’s fine; just pretend nothing happened!” With that, Ding Zhengnan cheerfully hung up the phone and headed home with her groceries.
Upon arriving at the apartment entrance, a well-dressed man with a mature demeanor stood waiting. When he saw Ding Zhengnan, he joyfully approached her. “Ding Zhengnan, why didn’t you let me know you were coming over?”
He casually took the bag of fruits and vegetables from her as she fished out her keys to unlock the door.
“Where’s Sister-in-law? And how did you know about Wen Ge? It wasn’t my aunt who told you, was it?” Ding Zhengnan hadn’t expected that although her aunt promised not to interfere or inform their parents, she had told others.
“I just found out! I rushed over after work; I still have Bin to take care of at home. She couldn’t come,” the man said as he followed Ding Zhengnan inside, looking somewhat worried as he asked about her situation.
“Ding Zhengnan, what’s going on with you? Running away from home like this isn’t helpful. I remember you were quite brave as a child; surely you wouldn’t change like this because of a relationship?”
Of course not, but you all are a bit of a nuisance! I really shouldn't have told my aunt about my current situation. Ding Zhengnan felt a bit regretful; her aunt had always favored her, so she trusted her a lot. Who would have thought...
"What are you thinking? It's just to relax a bit. You know how my parents are; let them worry a little, hehehe!" Ding Zhengnan suddenly thought of something and pushed Guan Wen, whom she called Wen Ge, out the door. "You go out first; I still have some things to tidy up in my room!"
Guan Wen, who was at a loss, was hurriedly locked outside with a click of the door and said in confusion, "What's going on?"
...
Jiang Yizhou, who was at home in Palo Alto, had been playing games until the early morning and then fell into a deep sleep until ten o'clock the next morning. He was awakened by the doorbell ringing incessantly, which was even louder than an alarm clock, along with his phone ringing.
After answering the phone, he heard the anxious urging from Bill and others. As for the doorbell, it was Shen Qing who had come personally; she could act as a driver or something similar, which was much better than Jiang Yizhou's cautious and slow driving speed.
"Bss, don't give me that; you just wanted to play games and delayed today's plans?" Shen Qing had no expression that suggested she expected anything from Jiang Yizhou, as if his well-trained physique didn't exist at all, which made him feel somewhat deflated.
"Alright, I admit it. How much time do I have left?" Jiang Yizhou hurriedly got dressed and washed up, without even having time for the classic scene of nibbling on bread. He hopped into the car and sat in the back seat, adjusting his clothes while asking.
"You’re already late, but Mr. Moritz seems to have something going on and might not be in a hurry," Shen Qing explained what had happened on-site to Jiang Yizhou.
As soon as they opened the door, John Doe also showed up in a rush. He must have just sent out Xenogeny and was worried about someone getting ahead of him without investigating the specific situation before coming over.
Moritz had been similar back then; he seemed a bit rushed too. However, after being delayed by Jiang Yizhou for over ten miles, he probably understood most of the matters by now.
"Alright then, it's really historical inertia!" Jiang Yizhou smirked and made a joke, but Shen Qing completely couldn't understand what he meant by historical inertia.
Tucking his shirt into his pants and adjusting his socks and collar properly, Jiang Yizhou finally took his time to open his phone.
E...
It seemed that his phone card was still from back home; he forgot to change it after getting off the plane.
Let's just forget it for now, we'll talk when we get there.
"My dear Tony, you finally made it!" Moritz warmly embraced the long-awaited latecomer.
Jiang Yizhou was known for his peculiar personality.
An endless stream of fascinating ideas, a strong desire for control, insecurity, and a penchant for restructuring and splitting companies, all while holding the majority of shares or key stakes and favorable terms to maintain control.
However, Silicon Valley was never short of talent; quirks were everywhere, as long as they could make money, no one cared.
Watching the amiable duo of venture capitalists who seemed to have reached an agreement, Jiang Yizhou's mind, which had just woken up, became much clearer, starting to operate flexibly.
"Sorry, you know I have a habit of getting motion sickness; it even makes me a bit fearful of flying!" This was indeed true; although the symptoms were not severe with proper precautions, Jiang Yizhou politely offered an explanation.
After scanning the two for a moment, he realized he had never seen John Doe before. Ailumese's investment was managed by one of his investment managers; he had only seen photos in his previous life, so this was his first time seeing the real person!
"So, have you two reached a consensus? I heard from my assistant that there seemed to be some disagreement between you," Jiang Yizhou inquired.
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