The dining place Ai Zixuan chose for everyone is a Japanese restaurant with a private room, and the dishes are very exquisite and authentic.

As the host, she first asked some trivial matters about Sikongling living in the United States, and Sikongling also absent-mindedly answered her small questions.

It can be seen that Sikong Ling studied very hard at Stanford, and there was no ordinary Chinese student who had just arrived in the noble realm as greedy and played around everywhere. The ones who got along the most with Sikong Ling were not those young college students, but those who were very awesome in professional fields, and there were few undergraduates.

Murong Bingxue: "Why is Ling Jiang working so hard...? Isn't the money you make now?"

Ai Zixuan: "Yes, be careful of your health."

Sikong Ling: "The Internet has no geographical restrictions, and the winner takes all is the most tragic battlefield and the fastest place to succeed. As for why... Ming Jiang may know, why don't you tell me what I want to do."

Duanmu Mingqi said: "I know? Uh...let me think about it..."

He thought for a long time and said, "I really don't know. Just guess. You have so much effort in Ujs, it is open source, and reserves interfaces for various programming language styles, emphasizes development efficiency, and constantly optimizes memory management and execution efficiency... Anyway, the UJS project is really interesting, and it may be bigger and very large. I can only say that you want to build a very successful web development platform. I can't guess what you want to do next. Oh, by the way, there are quite a lot of people using Wei·Bo now, I often play with this thing, and I am quite optimistic about this thing."

Sikong Ling seemed to have forgotten the existence of the girls. Speaking of his ambitions, he was really frustrated in the United States: "I just said that the Internet battlefield is the most tragic, but no matter how the product changes, it must use basic services - a programming language, a development framework, a high-concurrency architecture, including cache and database, and finally choose a telecommunications service provider. The purpose of the first phase of the Ujs project is to integrate all of these into a one-stop service, establish a technical ecosystem for development, deployment and application, which is cheap, efficient and stable. All programmers, product managers, bosses, investors, and users fall in love with this platform just like crazy!"

Duanmu Ming's smile was calm and gentle. It was not until this moment that he really smiled happily: "Good plan! This dream is really fascinating. I like what you said the most [everyone falls in love with Ujs], rather than making the largest platform and making a lot of money!"

Sikong Ling: "Making money is of course a must, but making everyone fall in love is the goal. We will price it so much that we can make money, but no competitors can survive. It is initially confirmed that the basic service is completely free. Websites with high traffic can be used to display our advertisements. There are so many pictures and videos that are too depleting resources. We also consider charging. Well, this is the secret of Ujs. Oh, I actually said it, you three! Don't tell others!"

Murong Bingxue gave him a blank look: "What do you tell others? I don't understand it myself!"

The other three laughed, Ai Zixuan withdrew her gaze to the cute Xue Jiang and smiled and said, "I also half understand, how are you doing?"

Duanmu Ming: "It's very good. The strength of Anonymous Society is extremely powerful. Wei·Bo has used Ujs completely from development to deployment and maintenance. Now the traffic is gradually increasing, the stability has been verified, and the goal of rapid iteration has been achieved."

Sikong Ling: "This is all small success. The most important thing is that the open source community abroad has noticed Ujs. The possibility of large-scale popularity depends on the leadership of Silicon Valley in the United States. At first, I was not confident. The hacker of the Anonymous Society was indeed powerful, especially the Sweeping Monk. He is simply a perfect programmer, comprehension, execution, and overall view. The CTO will probably fall on him in the future. Ming Jiang is also a perfect programmer, but unfortunately you actually went to the officialdom."

Duanmu Ming's face turned slightly red: "If you are willing to let me invest in SK, maybe I will abandon the darkness and turn to the light. What you said is really good."

Sikong Ling smiled faintly, looked at him, and sighed: "It is impossible to participate in the shares. I would rather believe that you are an invincible black-hearted man. I don't know why I hate me for snatching your Xuejiang..."

Duanmu Ming smiled bitterly. This kind of honest man who is immune to all restraints and immunity is really powerless.

Ai Zixuan: "Sikongling, I know you are very talented, but how can you not have friends to help you if you want to do a big career? I don't need to say more about Duanmu Ming's tolerance for you. Such a perfect entrepreneurial partner... Even the people from the anonymous club were introduced to you. If you don't cherish this friend, I think your future journey will be harder and harder."

In an embarrassing atmosphere, she made up her mind and got to the point: "Anyway, I have a plan that has the best of both worlds! The result of this plan is - Ling Jiang and Ming Jiang shake hands and make peace, and make peace together to make a breakthrough in the world and conquer the world! Xue Jiang and I will be good friends and support you together. The four of us will have friendship like hardcores when we go through hardships!"

Sikong Ling and Murong Bingxue looked at her with suspicious eyes, and only Duanmu Ming weakly supported her: "Is that good?"

Ai Zixuan raised the sake in her hand: "Come on, have a drink first!"

All clinked the cup. Ai Zixuan controlled the scene, slacked off her resentment, and became more confident. She said on a whim: "I'll sing a song for you! [Friendship lasts forever]"

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He actually sang the English version. With Sikongling's skills, he actually didn't understand many words. This is a Scottish poem from 1788 and was composed of Scottish folk songs. It is naturally an ancient English with a very old age.

The family heritage was seen at this time. Duanmu Ming would also sing this song [Auld-Lang-Syne]. Ai Zixuan sang very well and movedly, which infected him and couldn't help but sing. Murong Bingxue could sing the Chinese version. When Ai Zixuan sang [How can you forget your old friends? Can you not miss it in your heart], she also joined in. The useless talent with zero singing talent is naturally the eternal listener, listening foolishly. They have already sang [How can you forget your old friends? Friendship lasts forever] into a very nice voice.

Who wants to be lonely in the world? So this immortal masterpiece singing friendship can spread throughout the world from Scotland and become a must-have program for the New Year, graduation, gatherings, and separation.

These two women and one man, the girl is pretty and elegant, the man is handsome, the graceful lady and the gentleman are all the best evidence of this world. What if Xiao Sikong accomplishes any great achievements? Can burning youth and passionate friendship be forced? For a moment, Xiao Sikong actually had the strange idea of ​​not being worthy of being their friend.

[Let us hold hands tightly, and friendship will never be forgotten] When singing here, Ai Zixuan stretched out her white jade-like palm and urged the boy and girl to hold her together. Sikong Ling was still twisting, and was pulled by Ai Zixuan. The four boys and girls were connected together like this, as for the order - Ling Jiang was at the bottom, only Zijiang grabbed him, Ming Jiang was on Zijiang's hand, and Xue Jiang's hand was gently placed on the top.

"Do you understand? Sikong Ling." The singing stopped and Ai Zixuan spoke.

Sikong Ling: "I don't know, you said."

Ai Zixuan: "You spent so much time with Xiaoxue, how can you compare to her and Xiao Ming's relationship? Return Xiaoxue to Xiao Ming, you and me. Don't you decide? That's it, I decided for you. Don't be a mother-in-law, I know this is strange, I know you are unwilling to give up, but this is the best solution for us. The four enemies instantly became four good friends, and they all liked each other, and the friendship lasted forever!"

She looked at Sikong Ling with a fierce look, as if saying: Listen to me, otherwise I will cut you!

Sikong Ling glanced at Duanmu Ming and saw that his face was quiet and stable, as steady as Mount Tai, without joy or worry. Sikong Ling glanced at Murong Bingxue again, and she lowered her eyebrows and didn't want people to see her true expression.

Sikong Ling became the four hands of friendship and let go of the person first, returned to his seat, and said lightly: "The reason why a creature can reproduce and survive until now is because it has started from the mother of life and has been mutating continuously. Every time it is more adaptable to the environment than the competitive species. It survives generation after generation in the cold natural selection. You can say that the only meaning of living creatures is to live, or it can be said that living has no meaning. All consciousness is hallucinations when alive, and all hallucinations are for you to live well. Otherwise, you will fail. Extinction is the only failure in the biological sense.

But this is just a failure in the individual sense. If you make a great cause to make your ethnic group better adapt to the environment, you will succeed in the racial sense. The choice depends on your aesthetic view. If you love your kind around you, you will choose to fulfill them with a better tomorrow. If you only love yourself, you will become a selfish [villain]. If you persist in making your genes last forever, you should try to find a spouse and give birth to a baby.

...Oh, Xiao Ming, Xiao Xue, Xiao Xuan, what kind of person do you think I belong to?"

Murong Bingxue: "What a cruel theory..."

Ai Zixuan: "Little Man."

Duanmu Ming was silent, and the way of thinking of boys and girls was different.

Sikong Ling: "I am a villain, so what do you like me?"

Ai Zixuan glared at him, trying to tell the truth without saying a word.

Sikong Ling: "Actually, I like Xiaoxuan's rational emotional distribution very much. I also want this love and friendship to be predicted by mathematics and statistics such as Bayesian formulas. Unfortunately... Xiaoxue's river of life flows by me and has been dyed red by my passion. Xiaoxue and Xiaoming are no longer able to go back to the past. No matter what I have done, others are allowed to arrange my future. Xiaoxuan, you like to make rules, and it happens that I also like to make rules. One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. I think we should be better off separate.

Duanmu Ming! My desire for your friendship is second only to my desire for Xiaoxue. I want to have a way to let us get rid of our past grudges! But is there? Or, are you willing? If you want, it is really possible! Find a GF that is as charming as Xiaoxue, or a better one. I promise not to be jealous of you. We can still be friends at that time. I even want you to participate in my SK, you are the only one! What about the girl I met on the Demon Island last time? Go and chase her!"

Duanmu Ming smiled bitterly: "Do you think I am a love saint? You can catch anyone you want."

Sikong Ling sighed: "At least half of the love saint. We agreed that when you find a GF that is more beautiful than Xiaoxue, we will become brothers. You can also participate in SK when you want to participate in the stock market."

Duanmu Ming: "I'll do my best..." He looked at Murong Bingxue: "Xiaoxue, it seems that Xiaoling is very serious about you, so I'll be relieved. I wish you happiness. I thought he would agree to Xiaoxuan just now."

Murong Bingxue's eyes turned red: "Thank you! You will definitely find a beautiful girl. Classmate Yu is very good, come on!"

Seeing Ai Zixuan's disappointed look, Duanmu Ming was not as cruel as Sikong Ling, so he picked up the wine glass to toast her: "Actually, there is a girl as charming as Xiaoxue in front of him, but someone doesn't know how to cherish it. I can never be as shameless as someone, otherwise, I will chase you, Xiaoxuan! Come and give you a cup!"

Ai Zixuan raised her glass and forced herself to smile: "Thank you! Xiao Ming is really the most graceful gentleman in the world. If you work hard, there will be no girls in the world who will not be moved by. Cheers!"

Murong Bingxue also raised her glass and said weakly: "I respect you too, Sorry..."

Ai Zixuan clinked glasses with her and said, "It's not your business, it's someone who is shameless enough. If he bullies you, he will ask your father to castrate him!"

Murong Bingxue blushed and said "Yeah".

It seems that their grievances and entanglements have been settled, and Sikong Ling also raised his glass to Ai Zixuan: "There is no conflict between career and love. If there is really a conflict, I choose love. Actually, I want both of you, but it's a pity that it's impossible. We must choose one, so I have to hurt you. Because I am really happy with Xiaoxue, I fill the big water tank of my life, and I can't even tolerate the future life, death, honor and disgrace, and all negative things. I believe that being with you will be as happy as you, but we have not really started. I respect you, and I don't ask you for forgiveness, I just want to explain it."

Ai Zixuan clinked glasses with him in a wooden manner, took another sip of wine, and said, "Do you choose love for career and love? You believe in it."

Sikong Ling: "If I hadn't chosen love, it would be more reasonable for me to be with you, because you know so many foreign languages ​​and are a capable presidential assistant, which will be of great help to my career."

Ai Zixuan said coldly: "The Murong family is rich!"

Sikong Ling was stunned, as if he had never had the idea of ​​Murong's family property. After thinking about it, he laughed: "Come on, what benefits can Murong's old fox give me? Moreover, I have never asked about his business. I am afraid that I can't understand the good business I admire so early in China. You haven't heard Xiaoxue say that her father often feels in pain. Alas, if something happens to him one day, I'm afraid I will still implicate me and sell my money to help the Murong family!"

Murong Bingxue cursed: "Don't say that! Crow's mouth!"

Ai Zixuan always sarcastically for this meal. Duanmu Jun naturally would not have a good look at Sikong. Fortunately, Miss Murong had a concerned and encouraging look.
Chapter completed!