At ten o'clock in the morning, Chen Wen waited at the gate of a fashion industrial park agreed with Lao Tang.

This is where the Science Fiction Venture Capital Conference was held six years ago. Six years on, most of the buildings have been repurposed, and the commercial atmosphere completely obscures the original science fiction theme.

Chen Wen feels that the changes here are like his memories, and the things of six years ago are hidden in the corners and corners, and they must be carefully excavated to show their traces.

Old Tang came on an electric bicycle. He beckoned to Chen Wen as he passed in front of him and drove into the parking area again.

Chen Wen also walked towards him, and took the initiative to greet the two when they approached, "Hello Uncle Tang." ”

Old Tang wore a gray jacket and a navy blue shoulder bag, with half-gray hair, giving people the impression of being a diligent and honest person. He smiled and said, "Uncle Tang? Hahahaha, they're all working people, let's call me Old Tang. ”

"Okay, Don."

"Young man, after all these years, you still look so young." Old Tang looked him up and down and sighed, "It's good, it's just a little fatter than before." Unlike me, I've become an old man after a few years. ”

After a brief greeting, the two walked towards the center of the industrial park.

Chen Wen asked as he walked, "Old Tang, did Mr. Li tell you about my situation?" I don't remember when I came six years ago to attend the sci-fi venture capital conference. ”

Old Tang frowned: "It's so pitiful, you left a deep impression on me back then." ”

"Are you sure...... Is it me who sees it? ”

"Anyone who looks like that?" Old Tang made another movement to observe Chen Wen back and forth, "Even if someone can really look like you, but your name is Chen Wen, right?" ”

"Yes......"

Facing Chen Wen, who was still a little dazed, Old Tang smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, I'll show you a place." ”

The place that Old Tang said is in the deepest part of the industrial park. He knew the master in charge of the gatekeeper, and after saying hello, he led Chen Wen straight in.

It's a huge conference room like a lecture hall in a university, and it can accommodate at least a hundred people.

Come to think of it!

This place, Chen Wen is impressed. The photograph of his embarrassment captures a small part of the scene. Moreover, the scope of the photograph was so small that he didn't recognize it, it was a place that once flashed in his mind.

In Changsha, when Ye Xingtong introduced him to everyone and proposed to him, the place that flashed in his mind was this conference room.

Ying Ying stood on the rostrum here, holding the microphone, and said loudly to the people on and off the stage: "Now let's invite that IT man, that not-so-famous writer, Chen Wen!" ”

That's right, right here......

Chen counted on the flashback memories and found the place where he had been sitting, which was almost the last row in the entire conference room.

"Old Tang, am I sitting in this place and being called to the rostrum."

This question made Old Tang interested, and he also walked to the shooting position where he stood back then. Then he looked in Chen Wen's direction, nodded and replied, "That's right." ”

Because the distance between the two is a little far now, Chen Wen asked in a loud voice: "Then under what circumstances did she introduce me?" ”

"They're having a special meeting, and there's a big investor who says it's going to call for scripts. But they had particularly strict requirements for the script, including a whole bunch of specified elements. Many screenwriters are rushing to write novels or scripts for this project, hoping to grab this big order. But ......" Old Tang paused for a moment and looked at where Ying Ying was standing when she was speaking on the rostrum.

"But what?"

"I don't understand what they were talking about. But there was a media representative, the girl who introduced you, and she rushed to the stage and grabbed the microphone and said that there was a work that should not be buried. She said that the author, that is, you, had written all the requirements of the investor in a novel before the project was proposed. ”

Chen Wen faintly felt that she was talking about the book "Milk and Chocolate" that has been often mentioned in and out of dreams recently.

"I remember it was like the management was asking for some kind of surgery or something. She said that not a single piece of your work was left behind, and then she introduced you to everyone. I remember you weren't as steady and embarrassed as you are now, and you didn't know where to put your hands. ”

Chen Wen touched his head and smiled. Even now, he doesn't dare to say that he will be able to maintain his composure in such a big scene.

He tried to walk down the aisle to the podium from his current position. Descend all the steps, over all the audience seats, and go up two more steps to the podium.

He could imagine a row of science, science fiction and film and television seniors sitting on the podium. The audience below is a group of rich and powerful investors. He was so small, standing in this place, he really didn't even know where to put his hands.

Old Tang said loudly: "Xiao Chen, you have already remembered the stupid thing you did here, right?" ”

Chen Wen nodded.

Lao Tang pointed to another position in the distance: "I think the picture you are standing on is particularly interesting, it should be the highlight of this meeting, so I beckoned Lao Li, who is facing you, to take a picture of you." ”

Dreams, hallucinations, and one by one have been proven to be closely related to Chen Wen's real life. Even if he can put aside those terrifying dreams related to Mandan, this Yingying, his forgotten ex-girlfriend, has already had to face it.

"Old Tang, do you remember...... Tell me to go up...... Which media outlet is she a representative of? ”

I saw Lao Tang walking towards Chen Wen while rummaging through his shoulder bag: "I can't remember this clearly." In fact, when Mr. Li contacted me, I thought that you had lost contact with that girl. But I didn't expect it to be amnesia. ”

He took out a journal from his bag and handed it to Chen Wen: "You can check this year's journal yourself, there is a list of participating units, and some photos." I asked you to meet just because I wanted to give you the journal, and you might be able to use it. ”

"Thank you, thank you."

Old Tang asked Chen Wen to sit and watch slowly, and he went to find a place to buy two bottles of water.

Chen Wen first flipped through the list of enterprises and main guests attending the meeting. After the famous science and science fiction magazines in China are listed, there are a string of film and television companies. And then ...... Grape Teng Capital? Chen Wen felt a little familiar with this name, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The names that can be listed are all some bigwigs in the investment industry, and there are no girls with their names.

After flipping through a lot of irrelevant content, Chen Wen finally found a batch of group photos of the meeting. On one of the photos, although it was small and blurry, he was extremely sure that he saw Yingying!