Rewrite the Technological Landscape

After confirming that he survived and that he was still living in this world, Meng Qian finally felt alive.

At the same time, with the help of Shen Jiawen, Meng Qian also knew how much noise his accident had caused.

The hot search list about my car accident on the Internet exploded all day and night, and netizens are even more sensitive to make various guesses, the most guessed of which is naturally murder.

Many people insisted that Meng Qian was deliberately murdered, and the degree of certainty felt that they had hired someone to do it.

But we really can't blame everyone. After all, Meng Qian's existence is too special, and the impact of Meng Qian cannot be ignored. If you say that no one wants Meng Qian to die, you are talking nonsense.

Especially now that the rules of the world have really changed, those who always want to stick to the old rules have become the biggest suspects. If possible, they must wish to cut Meng Qian into pieces.

The higher-ups actually called the special case team, the driver of the large truck has been brought under control, and netizens are urging the progress of the investigation almost every minute.

"Is the driver okay?" Meng Qian couldn't help worrying. Although the incident was too bizarre, according to Meng Qian's general understanding, although he couldn't explain why these coincidences happened, coincidences happened all the time, and such coincidences, obviously It is not something that some people can control, which means that the driver of the big truck is probably innocent, "Don't wrong people."

Shen Jiawen said with a smile, "What are you thinking, everything must be based on evidence, if the judiciary is kidnapped by public opinion, it will be fine.

There is no evidence, so naturally the driver is not wronged, and Su Tianyue is watching this matter over there. She just sent me a message saying that the driver can basically eliminate the suspicion. This time it may really be an accident. "

"That's good, I always feel that this matter has nothing to do with the driver." Meng Qian is inconvenient to say anything more, "You tell Gu Junhui and the others, and then confirm that the whole matter has nothing to do with the truck driver. You must protect the driver. Let things flow smoothly."

"I know, don't worry, everyone already has this idea."

Meng Qian nodded. He was quite at ease with those people in the company. He continued to read the comments of netizens on the Internet. Apart from thinking that it was murder, he had many other ideas. Among them, some netizens speculated that Meng Qian might want to travel through time. After returning to his original world, a bunch of netizens below ridiculed him for not writing novels.

When Meng Qian turned around and was free, he specially opened a small account to reply to this netizen's comment, I think what you said is right, you have to trust your own judgment.

Apart from netizens' guesses, one of the things Meng Qian is more concerned about is that his car accident directly triggered a small earthquake in the technology industry. During his coma, global technology stocks plummeted, and when he woke up, these stocks rose again.

The real power of one person controls the market.

In the Huaxia science and technology industry, there have been remarks like who else can continue to lead the development of Huaxia science and technology.

This hat is obviously too high for Meng Qian to bear, but it represents an unclear consensus in the market.

"It seems that I really have to hurry up and retire, otherwise I will only disappoint the public endlessly in the future." Meng Qian sighed in his heart. In the past 20 years, he has not reserved the use of prophets, and has created his own image a bit too mythical.

This is also an important reason why Meng Qian wants to retire. It is not that he has not developed in the past 20 years, he has also grown a lot, and he is indeed the person who knows the Dafeng Group best. To be honest, it is completely fine for him to continue to be the guide.

But he knows that without a prophet, he can only be a qualified CEO, but it is absolutely impossible to become a god-like CEO. The previous self was too high by himself, and there is no way to maintain it.

Among all the things that happened on the Internet, what moved Meng Qian the most was that there was a topic of praying for Meng Qian on Fengxin's global hot search list. By the time Dafeng Group officially announced that Meng Qian was out of danger, there were already More than 200 million people prayed for Meng Qian.

Even in many places in the world, there are some offline blessing activities organized by everyone spontaneously. These videos were posted on the Internet. Meng Qian was lucky to survive and was lucky to see these things.

Meng Qian slowly and carefully looked at the messages of netizens.

"Meng Qian is a kind of belief to me, a belief that creates miracles. The miracles I see are not the achievements of Dafeng Group, nor the success of the new globalization. The miracles in my eyes are Meng Qian, because Meng Qian I believe that I can also create my own miracle, so I firmly believe that Meng Qian will carry it over."

"There has never been anyone who can convince me that this world is really warm like Meng Qian. All the malice in this world that I once thought was because Meng Qian made me see the light.

This is the best era, I will never forget this sentence, this is the best era, this era will definitely retain Meng Qian. "

"It was Meng Qian who taught me to find relative fairness in a world without absolute fairness. It was Meng Qian who taught me to find self-satisfaction in a world without perfection. He is my best godfather in life. Please survive, please survive. .”

"Meng Qian is like the best business card of China. He is diligent, intelligent, open and confident. He is like a microcosm of China's 5,000-year-old culture. Behind his success, there always seems to be a strong nation. People who have never given up will never give up lightly, and Meng Qian will definitely wake up."

"Without Meng Qian, I would still be drinking the sewage in the stinky ditch and eating bread as hard as a rock. There are many corners in this world that seem to have no intersection with Meng Qian, but we all know in our hearts that it is Meng Qian. It has changed our lives, if necessary, I am willing to give everything, I only hope that Mr. Meng can wake up."

The highly praised comments brought tears to Meng Qian's eyes, and he scrolled down unconsciously.

"Dad, you haven't made a will yet, you can't die!"

The style of painting on the Internet is always changing with the drop-down.

However, at this moment, Meng Qian really felt the sense of pride that everything is worth it.

"It's not in vain to see such a scene in one's life." Meng Qian smiled knowingly.

Shen Jiawen wiped Meng Qian's body, but she had been peeking at Meng Qian from the corner of the eye. She gradually realized the changes in Meng Qian. As the closest person to Meng Qian, she felt Meng Qian's acceptance of the world. Although she never knew why Meng Qian always seemed to be resisting the world before, it was obvious that he had been dedicating himself to the world.

In the next few days, company executives, representatives of various enterprises, government leaders, school student representatives, and public representatives came to the hospital to visit Meng Qian one after another. Meng Qian's health also improved rapidly under Shen Jiawen's careful care.

A week later, as long as he doesn't do strenuous exercise, Meng Qian can basically take care of himself normally.

On December 8, Meng Qian was doing simple rehabilitation exercises in the ward when the door of the ward was pushed open again.

Meng Qian couldn't help being a little puzzled, no matter who came to see her, Shen Jiawen would inform herself in advance, and the nurse had just changed her medicine, who is here?

Turning his head, Meng Qian saw Meng Fan who was almost 170 tall. Meng Qian stopped the training at hand, turned around, and just stared at Meng Fan without speaking.

Meng Fan secretly glanced at Meng Qian with some anxiety, "Dad"

Meng Qian pretended to look at Meng Fan indifferently, "Is there a fire in the laboratory today?"

"No."

Meng Qian beckoned Meng Fan over, and Meng Fan approached and said, "Today is the laboratory's equipment maintenance day."

Meng Qian, "???"

"roll!"