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nChapter 295: Old Classmate

nIn the hospital, Mo Yixuan sat against the head of the bed, still put on a drip on his hand. Today was his last day in hospital, so tomorrow he could be discharged.

nHe asked the maids to take care of his mother. There was no one to take care of him, nor did he turn to a nursing staff. He simply let the nurse help him get something to eat when he was hungry. That was it.

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nDuring the past few days here, he really felt the kind of loneliness and desolation.There was no one talking with him, so he could tell no one the pain in his heart. He was just like a man abandoned by God, who would continue on his life road alone.

nHe asked the nurse to pull up the curtains, the whole ward looking like a closed cell. Meanwhile he felt like that he was locked up. It was said that when God closed the door, he would open a window for you. However, he could not see that window, only surrounded by darkness, pitch darkness.

nSuddenly, the door was pushed open, and Mo Yixuan cast his dull eyesight at that direction faintly.

nIt was Mingyu.

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nMaybe it was again some business of the company. He sighed but soon dropped his eyes.

nYang Mingyu made a gesture of “please”.

n“Mr. Su, this way…”

nSu Ye nodded politely and strode into the ward.

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nAs soon as he entered the ward, he saw a sick, haggard man in the bed, who was his classmate as well.

n“Hello, Boss Mo.” Su Ye pursed his lips, putting on a faint smile.

nMo Yixuan looked at Su Ye in somewhat disbelief and frowned. He was surprised that he should come to see himself.

nThey had known each other since their study at Harvard University. They had been classmates for three years, also living in the same apartment. However, after he returned home, they had no personal or business contact. Moreover, basically abroad these years, Su Ye only returned home last year. So they could be said to be familiar strangers.

nNow Su Ye came, which really surprised him. If there was really some kind of friendship, then it could be that once he had taken Su Ye, who suffered food poisoning, to hospital one night at Harvard’s apartment.

nThat was it.

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n“Hello, Su Ye.” Mo Yixuan smiled somewhat reluctantly. Although unable to put on heartfelt smile, Mo Yixuan still raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

nSu Ye took a chair here and sat by the head of the bed.

nHe took out a white laptop from his bag, then turned it on.

nYang Mingyu took a chair and sat next to Su Ye. He didn’t know exactly what he would say about the cooperation.

nMo Yixuan frowned, more doubts in his eyes.

nApparently, he could see that he didn’t come to see him with sincerity.

nHe was just flattering himself. What kind of person Su Ye was! How could he come to see him? He was not good at socializing, thus for so many years he had only one true friend –Mingyu. The rest were simply familiar strangers.

n“Here is the thing, Mo…classmate.” After a pause, Su Ye eventually let out the word “classmate”, which proved that they were really acquaintances after all.

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nOf course, if they were not acquaintances, how could he turn to Tianyu? After all, there were one to two hundred large real estate companies all over the country.

n“I come to you today mainly for two things. First, my company Yimi Technology has decided to build Asian research headquarters in Ye City. So I want you to help build an office building and two staff apartments. We already got the address. I will send you later some concrete requirements and related information. Secondly, our newly developed intelligent industrial robots have passed the tests of relevant national departments. We are looking for partners, intending to put the first batch of intelligent industrial robots into use on construction sites. I will send you some relevant information. You can have a look to see whether you are interested in cooperating with us.”

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