"The plane has already taken off, it’s empty here now. Are you looking for someone? Do you need help?" The flight attendant looked at Jiang Nan, who was standing dazedly at the door, and seeing him staring at the empty waiting room without responding, she couldn’t help asking.
Such a handsome little boy, just like someone who walked out of a comic, makes people want to take care of him. But he looked disappointed, his slightly furrowed brows twisted the flight attendant’s heart along with him.
"..."
He was late, his princess was already gone, and no one’s help was of any use.
Jiang Nan stood there stiffly, his hands hanging at his sides tightly clenching a piece of chocolate, which changed shape as he squeezed his fist.
Meimei, you mustn’t forget me!
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Fifteen years later.
The GW Hall of Fame welcomed the youngest inductee in history.
At the age of just twenty, the international champion of mental arithmetic and the heir to the reigning first family in the Chinese Business World, Dan Tingye.
Three years ago, he had already shocked GW as a multi-category champion of mental arithmetic, then broke an individual world record, leading the GW Hall of Fame committee to nominate him as an exception.
It is rumored that at the young age of five, he could use mental arithmetic to complete the verification of a corporation’s cooperation case, defeating competitors in the same industry with the lowest cost. Even in elementary school, he began taking over the family business, skipping grades to enter GW, hailed as the most unrivaled family heir.
It is rumored that countless prestigious schools wanted to admit him with exceptional terms, but he dismissed them, finally choosing his mother’s alma mater, GW.
It is rumored that he had a childhood sweetheart, but she left him many years ago.
Rumors...
Countless flashlights focused on the entrance, waiting for that mysterious young man rumored to be unparalleled.
Meanwhile.
At the gates of GW, a low-key luxury car quietly parked there, the back seat door tightly shut, the raised window concealing everything inside.
A handsome silhouette leaned against the car seat, holding a specially made blade, slowly carving the wood in his hand. As he worked, a cute little face gradually appeared on the wood...
Time and everything outside seemed to disappear, in his eyes, there was only the wood carving in his hand.
"Young master, the school officials are all waiting for you, the award ceremony is about to start, aren’t we going in?" Yao, sitting in the driver’s seat, respectfully reminded.
Upon hearing this, the man who had been carving with his head down finally slowly lifted his head.
What met the eye was an unbelievably handsome face, obsidian-like eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips slightly pursed, making people unconsciously hold their breath.
In the faint light, his indifferent gaze seemed impenetrable.
Hearing Yao’s words, a gleam flashed in his eyes before he spoke, "Back to the company."
"Back to..." the company.
Yao was completely stunned.
He thought the young master was willing to come over just to go in and receive the award, but he hadn’t expected that after being at the gate for so long, he suddenly said "Back to the company"!
"Young master, the GW Hall of Fame is difficult for ordinary people to enter, are you just giving up like this?" Yao looked at Tingye’s indifferent face and couldn’t help but ask another question.
Faced with his unconcerned gaze, suddenly he realized his own shallowness.
The things ordinary people long for are insignificant in Tingye’s eyes, with his exceptional talent and prideful capital.
"She can’t see, what meaning is there in having more awards?"