Looking at the email messages on the computer screen, Cao Ge had an indescribable emotion in his heart.

“yes！ yes！ ”

Cao Ge jumped up directly on the spot, clenched his fists and smashed down with his elbows, to express his excitement.

When was he with Steve. A business tycoon like Steve Jobs talked about business, just like he saw Weiss before, which was the awe of power, and now the worship of money.

Power and money are definitely the two most influential things in the world, and no matter which of these two things you have, you have the ability to influence the world.

Cao Ge's biggest in his previous life was just the facilitation of a research and development team, where he had negotiated business with such a big man, and it was still this kind of big business.

He has a price in mind for the intelligent voice assistant "Xiao An" he designed.

That's a fortune that he can't spend in his life even if he doesn't do anything in the future, just eat and wait for death.

Cao Ge walked around the room several times before returning to the computer, then clicking on a blank email and writing a reply to Steve Jobs.

Dear Mr. Steve,

Hello Mr. Steve, I'm Cao Ge, and I'm glad to hear from you and look forward to meeting you.

From: Cao Ge

15 July 2007

Cao Ge simply wrote a greeting and pressed enter.

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While Cao Ge was in the room with indescribable joy, a funeral was going on in a cemetery outside the city.

The deceased was a twenty-seven-year-old woman named Yang Dong, a particle physicist.

Wang Miao attended the funeral, which ended in solemnity, and all the colleagues and classmates who came were Yang Dong's former colleagues and classmates.

The funeral did not last long, and everyone observed five minutes of silence before they left.

After everyone else left, Wang Miao came to Yang Dong's mother, Ye Wenjie.

Ye Wenjie crossed her abdomen with her hands hanging down, looking at her daughter's tombstone with a solemn expression, making it impossible to see her emotions.

"Teacher Ye, mourn." Wang Miao glanced at the tombstone in a depressed mood, and then said.

"It's Xiao Wang!" Ye Wenjie slowly turned her head and glanced at Wang Miao and said.

Wang Miao looked at Teacher Ye in front of him, was silent for a while, then took out an envelope from his arms, then poured out a photo from the envelope, and said, "Teacher Ye, this is a photo I took for Yang Dong at the Liangxiang base before, give it to you, keep it as a souvenir." ”

But before the photo was delivered to Ye Wenjie, Wang Miao found the number in the center of the photo as in the original book.

Wang Miao took back his outstretched hand, then looked at it carefully, and found that there was indeed a set of numbers on the photo, he took the photo back into the envelope with some embarrassment, and then said to Ye Wenjie: "Teacher Ye, I'm sorry, there are some flaws in the photo, I didn't wash it well, I'll take it back first, and I'll send you a washed one next time." ”

Ye Wenjie didn't care, just nodded, and then replied, "Okay." ”

With that, he looked at the photo on the tombstone again.

Wang Miao on the side looked at Teacher Ye in this state, and wanted to say something to comfort him, but after the words came to his mouth, he disappeared again, and finally had to say: "Teacher Ye, then I will go first, you pay attention to your body." ”

Ye Wenjie nodded, still maintaining that posture.

When Wang Miao saw Teacher Ye's state, she thought that she wanted to be quiet by herself, so she didn't speak again, but slowly turned around and left the place.

I didn't take a few steps before I saw Dashi standing behind a tree.

And then with the great history, you and I, no one can convince anyone to leave here.

After they left, the cemetery fell into silence completely, Ye Wenjie maintained that posture, did not move or speak, just looked at the tombstone in a daze, and stood for more than half an hour.

By this time, it was approaching evening, and the sun was slowly setting in the west, and it was on the other side of the mountain.

It's getting dark.

At this time, a handsome man with a black body walked into the cemetery, and then hurried here.

The man looked about thirty years old, with a handsome middle point and an excellent figure, he looked at the cemetery where Ye Wenjie was the only one left, and knew that he was late, so he walked over a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, I'm late, the funeral is over." The man said.

"Xiao Luo, you're here." Ye Wenjie glanced at the young man beside him.

"There was something last night that lasted until the early hours of the morning, so I took a day off today to rest for a day, who knew that I slept until the afternoon and missed Yang Dong's funeral, I'm sorry, Mr. Ye."

"It's okay, Xiaodong won't blame you." Ye Wenjie looked at the tombstone and said calmly.

"Teacher Ye, you have to mourn, after all, life has to go on." Luo Ji really didn't know what to say, so he had to comfort Ye Wenjie.

He and Yang Dong were high school classmates, but that was ten years ago, and although he went to Yang Dong's house a few times later, he didn't have much intersection with Ye Wenjie, so he didn't know what to say.

"Xiao Luo, I often hear Xiao Dong mention you, you are studying astronomy, right?" Ye Wenjie took the lead in breaking the quiet opening.

"Well, Mr. Ye, my undergraduate degree is astronomy, but then I changed my major and studied sociology as a graduate student." Luo Ji looked at Ye Wenjie and said.

"Oh!" Ye Wenjie looked at Luo Ji with some surprise.

Facing Ye Wenjie's surprised gaze, Luo Ji took the initiative to explain: "Indeed, the span is a bit large. ”

"Yang Dong also said about me, saying that I am a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, and my heart is very scattered." Luo Ji replied.

"You don't have to say that, Xiao Dong told me that you are very smart and learn everything quickly."

Luo Ji did not speak again, as if agreeing with this sentence, as a professor at Tsinghua University who had a double degree in astronomy and sociology before the age of thirty, he was entitled to pride.

Ye Wenjie looked at Luo Ji, seemed to be thinking about something, and finally seemed to have made a major decision.

"What are you doing now?"

"Is Mr. Ye asking about my job?"

Ye Wenjie nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

"I'm teaching sociology at Tsinghua University now." Luo Ji said.

"Teaching is a good job."

"I, a person who studied astronomy, wanted to make some achievements in astronomy, but I was afraid of hardship and couldn't bear the hard life of the observatory, so I taught in the university and lived a mixed life." Luo Ji laughed at himself.

"If you really want to make some achievements, I can give you a piece of advice." Ye Wenjie said suddenly.

"Oh."

"Teacher Ye, please speak." Luo Ji listened attentively.

Next, Ye Wenjie raised her head, looked at the deep sky that was gradually darkening, and revealed to Luo Ji the two basic axioms of cosmic sociology, as well as two important concepts, thus starting the life of the legend of the waste material Luo Ji.