Returning to his senior year of high school, he went all in and made billions by buying at the botto

With the initial memorandum from OpenAI finalized, this complex trip to the United States, fraught with intertwined interests, has finally come to an end.

At SpaceX, the transfer of existing shares has officially entered the legal review process; as for Nvidia, the long-term investment plan and in-depth cooperation with the computing power lab have been fully entrusted to the elite team led by Lu Jingyi.

As for OpenAI, Altman personally drafted the initial memorandum, with Musk sending people to assist, while Creation remained behind the scenes, responsible for the most crucial funding and computing power resource hedging solutions.

Running three lines simultaneously isn't particularly complicated, but it's extremely mentally taxing.

Lu Jingyi rubbed her slightly tired temples and leaned back in the chair in the study of the mansion.

Chen Mo stood alone by the window.

Outside the window, the Los Angeles night sky is clear and starry, with large swathes of neon lights reflected in the tranquil swimming pool, shimmering in the sunlight.

"Knock knock".

There was a soft knock on the study door.

The head of Grant's US team strode in, bent down, and handed over a printed briefing.

"President Chen, President Lu, there's been a new development from Grayline Consulting."

Lu Jingyi's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she immediately sat up straight.

Chen Mo turned around and casually took the document.

The briefing was extremely short, and Grayline Consulting had thoroughly investigated and found that the actual controller behind Genesis was Chen Mo.

At the same time, they are following the clues to comprehensively review all the funding activities of Chuangsheng Capital that have surfaced in the past three months.

At the very end of the briefing, an assessment marked in red pen and written in cursive English stated: "The subjects of the investigation are unusually young, and their strategic intentions are extremely opaque."

Lu Jingyi parted her red lips slightly and read it aloud softly.

She put down the documents, frowned, and said, "These people have a keener sense of smell than I thought; they're moving too fast."

Chen Mo's expression didn't change much after reading it.

"This isn't a regulatory action yet," a Grant representative said. "It's more like a preliminary background check commissioned by a client."

Who is the customer?

"It's not certain yet."

"Keep an eye on it."

"clear."

Even after the person in charge left, Lu Jingyi continued to look at the briefing.

"They've already started creating your file."

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Mo spoke calmly.

"The thicker the files, the less likely they are to draw conclusions."

……

The following day, the California sunshine was exceptionally good.

Chen Mo took a rare day off and didn't schedule any meetings or appointments.

Lu Jingyi also transferred all business and official calls to her assistant, leaving only a personal cell phone.

At 10 a.m., Chen Mo changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

Almost at the same time, the door to the walk-in closet opened.

The moment Lu Jingyi walked out, Chen Mo's gaze suddenly froze.

Lu Jingyi, who is used to formal attire, changed into a completely different style today, which is unprecedented for her.

A pair of dark blue high-waisted slim-fit jeans perfectly hugged her straight and slender legs, outlining her exquisite curves that were usually hidden by her professional attire.

Her upper body was clad in a simple, pure white, fitted knit top with a slightly low neckline, revealing her delicate collarbones.

She casually tied her long hair into a loose ponytail, with a few stray strands falling beside her ears, making her look neat and tidy, yet exuding an indescribable charm.

The extreme contrast transformed into an invisible current, striking Chen Mo's heart squarely.

"Mr. Lu, where are you taking me today, dressed like that?"

Chen Mo snapped out of his daze, a smile playing on his lips.

Lu Jingyi casually put on sunglasses, concealing the fleeting shyness and cunning in her eyes, and said in a light tone, "Let's go, I'll show you the consumerist trap of free America."

"That sounds dangerous," Chen Mo chuckled.

"Don't worry," Lu Jingyi raised an eyebrow slightly and said half-jokingly, "The big boss of Chuangsheng should be able to handle this kind of situation."

The two did not bring many people with them.

Zhou Zheng and Qin Feng sat in the back car.

Grant's security detail followed at a distance.

I will not approach or disturb you.

The car was parked on a luxury shopping street near Beverly Hills.

The shadows of the towering palm trees on both sides rustled in the wind on the sidewalk.

Lu Jingyi was clearly familiar with the place, leading Chen Mo through several century-old custom leather goods and high-end menswear stores hidden on the second floor without even signs.

Chen Mo originally just wanted to accompany someone shopping, but in less than ten minutes, he became a clothes hanger.

Lu Jingyi picked out three shirts, two pairs of casual pants, and a light gray cashmere coat of extremely high quality for him in one go.

"I have clothes; I can wear formal attire all the time," Chen Mo said, looking at the mountain of clothes piled up on the fitting table.

You have it, but it's not enough.

"What's not enough?"

Lu Jingyi looked him up and down.

Chen Mo looked down at himself.

"Isn't everything fine now?"

"It's good, but it's too much like a heartless negotiation machine."

Lu Jingyi picked out a light-colored knit sweater in a Morandi color scheme, stepped forward, and skillfully held it up in front of Chen Mo.

She tiptoed slightly, her slender fingers gently brushing against the side of his neck, straightening his crooked collar.

In an instant, the distance between the two was reduced to less than ten centimeters.

In the mirror, the two figures were almost perfectly pressed together.

Chen Mo lowered his head slightly, his gaze fixed on her exquisite profile, the faint scent of cedar lingering around his nose.

The air seemed to quietly warm up at that moment.

Lu Jingyi seemed to realize that things were getting a little too intimate. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tips of her fair ears turned red, but she did not immediately withdraw her hand from Chen Mo's collar.

"Don't move."

She said softly.

"Your collar is crooked."

Chen Mo's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, a smile played on his lips, and he remained completely still.

Although the blond foreign shop assistant next to them couldn't understand Chinese, she covered her mouth and smiled ambiguously as she looked at the perfect couple in the mirror.

After leaving the store, she handed the shopping bags to Qin Feng, and the two continued their walk.

Lu Jingyi took Chen Mo's arm very naturally.

Sunlight fell on the shop windows along the street, reflecting a bright hue.

Chen Mo looked down at the hand that was wrapped around his arm.

Lu Jingyi kept her eyes straight ahead, feigning composure as she uttered two words: "Watch where you're going."

"Um."

Chen Mo's lips curled up slightly.

In the afternoon, the two drove to Santa Monica Beach.

The sea breeze from the Pacific Ocean is much stronger than in the city.

Lu Jingyi took off her sunglasses, leaned against the somewhat mottled wooden railing of the boardwalk, and gazed into the distance at the azure sea and sky merging into one.

Chen Mo bought two cups of coffee, and the two leaned against the railing, watching a street performer play guitar.

The singing wasn't very good, and it was a bit off-key, but the children next to me were dancing happily.

Lu Jingyi held her coffee, and as she looked at it, her eyes welled up slightly. Suddenly, she smiled and said, "It's been so long since I've had this much free time. It feels like a stolen day."

"Me too." Chen Mo took a sip of coffee.

"You?" Lu Jingyi turned her head, looking at him with amusement. "You're only eighteen at most, yet you act like some savior who's saved the world for most of your life. Have you ever had a moment of leisure?"

Looking at the surging sea, Chen Mo blurted out subconsciously, "I was supposed to be free in my past life."

Lu Jingyi turned to look at him.

Chen Mo remained unfazed.

"I mean, a long time ago."

Lu Jingyi stared at him for two seconds.

"You talk strangely sometimes."

"Perhaps it's because the Chinese language is so profound."

Don't try to fool me.

She said that, but didn't press the matter further.

In the evening, the two had dinner at a restaurant by the sea.

They didn't talk much about work that day.

Occasionally, they would talk about Hong Kong, the Lu family, or Chen Mo's childhood.

As the sunset gradually sank into the sea, it was already dark when the two returned to the mansion.

Chen Mo had just entered the room when his phone rang.

Chen Liping.

He glanced at the incoming call and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Uncle."

On the other end of the phone, Chen Liping's voice was very low.

"Xiao Mo, where are you now?"

"Outside."

"Nonsense! How far out? The provincial capital or the county?"

"...Los Angeles, USA."

There was a three-second silence on the other end of the phone.

"You're really something."

Chen Liping seemed to want to curse, but was afraid of making too much noise and being overheard.

"I can't keep this a secret any longer."

Chen Mo's brow twitched.

"What's wrong?"

"Your parents are coming to the provincial capital."

"What are you doing in the provincial capital?"

"It depends on your learning institution."

Chen Mo: "..."

Chen Liping spoke very quickly.

"Didn't you tell them before that you were going to participate in some kind of college entrance exam preparation training in the provincial capital?"

"Now look what's happened. Your mom is getting more and more worried and says she wants to come and see for herself where you live, how your teachers are doing, and whether you're eating well."

Chen Mo pinched the bridge of his nose.

"You didn't stop them?"

"How can I stop them?"

Chen Liping lowered his voice.

"Your mom asked me what the organization's name was, where it was located, and what the teacher's last name was."

"I can't exactly make up a New Oriental concept for you on the spot, can I?"

Lu Jingyi, standing to the side, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when she saw the change in Chen Mo's expression.

"Something happened?"

Chen Mo sighed silently.

On the other end of the phone, Chen Liping was still saying, "You'd better come back right away. If you don't, your parents will come to the provincial capital tomorrow."

"By then, you won't even be found, let alone the learning institution."

Chen Mo remained silent for two seconds.

"I see."

"How long will it take for you to come back?"

"It will take at least a day."

"Okay, I'll try to stall for time."

"How do we drag it?"

Chen Liping gritted his teeth and said, "Just say that the instructors at the institution temporarily took the students to another city for closed training."

Chen Mo: "..."

"Uncle."

"Um?"

"Your ability to make up lies has indeed improved very quickly."

"It's all because you forced me to do it!"

The phone hangs up.

The living room was quiet for a few seconds.

Lu Jingyi finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Specialized training for the college entrance exam? Intensive training?"

Chen Mo sat down on the sofa with a sigh.

Lu Jingyi sat down next to him, her shoulders trembling slightly with laughter.

"So you have to go back to China now?"

"Okay, let's go straight back to the western province."

Chen Mo rubbed his temples.

"I need to figure out how to explain the learning institution to my parents."

Seeing his rare, boyish embarrassment, Lu Jingyi's heart softened instantly, and her eyes became gentle.

She reached out and patted his shoulder: "Alright, don't worry. I'll have my assistant apply for flight routes and arrange a private jet."

"No rush, we'll leave tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

……

The following morning, at Los Angeles private airport.

The Gulfstream is ready to return.

Lu Jingyi accompanied Chen Mo to the bottom of the gangway.

She won't go back to the western province with him this time.

She needs to return to Hong Kong to handle matters such as the Genesis Fund documents, the transfer of SpaceX shares, Nvidia's investment, the OpenAI memo, and the follow-up investigation by Grayline Consulting.

The morning wind on the tarmac was strong and a bit chilly.

Lu Jingyi stepped forward and naturally reached out her hands to straighten the collar of Chen Mo's coat.

"When you get back, don't try to handle everything yourself. Shen Zhennan has deep roots in the Northwest. If you encounter any resistance..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Mo suddenly reached out and gently pressed her fair wrist.

"Jingyi, trust me, I can handle this."

Lu Jingyi smiled and nodded.

The wind was howling on the runway. The two stood by the gangway, neither of them speaking for a moment, and the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Suddenly, Lu Jingyi took half a step forward.

Before Chen Mo could react, she slightly opened her arms and wrapped them around his back with very light force.

Chen Mo paused for a moment, then reached out and hugged her.

In the morning sea breeze, the cool fragrance emanating from her body instantly enveloped him.

The smell was exactly the same as the smell of the pajamas in the Tianhui Mansion guest room.

"I'll be waiting for you in Hong Kong," she whispered in Chen Mo's ear.

Chen Mo said softly, "Okay."

The hug was fleeting, lasting only three seconds.

Lu Jingyi loosened up first.

She took a step back, regaining her bright and composed demeanor.

"Let's go."

"Any later, and your uncle might really run out of things to say."

Chen Mo smiled, no longer hesitated, and turned to go up the gangway.

Just as the cabin door was about to close, he stopped and suddenly looked back.

The rising sun broke through the clouds, scattering large patches of golden light across the track.

Lu Jingyi stood in the wind, which lifted her long hair.

The California sunshine, though overwhelming, pales in comparison to the people she sees.