MTL - Reborn Capital Empire-Chapter 1 Reborn America

Chapter 1 Reborn America

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"Da da…!"

The crisp sound of high heels hitting the marble floor echoed in the corridors of the inpatient unit at Woodrow Hospital in the Sunset District of San Francisco.

"Ms. Berg, this is it!"

Chris Berg turned her head and looked at the ward marked with number 305. After the accompanying nurse pushed open the door, she walked in.

This is a two-person ward, but in the white ward filled with the smell of disinfectant, there is only one young patient for the time being.

Chris Berg frowned slightly, she was not used to the smell here.

After taking a look, he was leaning back on the hospital bed at this time, his expression was a little dull, with a pale young man on his green face.

"Mr. Guo?"

The young man looked a little dull, and after a while, he turned to look at her.

Seeing this, Chris Berg couldn't help frowning. Although the responsibility for the car accident was not entirely on their side, if they were intact and the other party's brain was damaged, there is no doubt that the judge would not be biased in court. them. Of course, money can do almost everything in the United States, and the law is not a problem. But doing so would cost her employer's reputation.

"You are…?"

Looking at this middle-aged white woman wearing a black lady's suit, frowning, and looking at her with a serious and dignified expression, Guo Shouyun briefly looked at it, and then asked tentatively.

"Hello, Mr. Guo. I'm Chris Berg, the assistant to the person involved in the car accident. After hearing from Dr. Ritter that you were sober, I came here to visit!"

"thanks!"

Looking at the right hand that the other party took the initiative to stretch out, Guo Shouyun also raised his hand and shook it briefly.

Chris Berg is obviously a shrewd and capable professional elite. After a simple greeting, she continued in a rhetorical manner: "Mr. Guo, the responsibility for this car accident is not entirely ours. If you didn't run the red light at that time, The latter will not happen. However, considering Mr. Guo's situation at the time, we have no plan to hold you accountable. In addition, we are also very sympathetic to your injury. Therefore, all medical expenses during your hospitalization this time will be covered by We will pay for it, and we will also be responsible for the repair of your damaged car, and this is the end of the matter!"

Guo Shouyun silently scrutinized the rather aggressive and powerful woman in front of him. The other party was obviously a master of negotiation. As soon as he came up, he put the responsibility on him first, and then asked for a private reconciliation.

Of course, what the other party said was also correct. The cause of the accident was indeed caused by 'he' running a red light. But despite this, Guo Shouyun still hates the other party's strong attitude.

"Can!"

Guo Shouyun nodded after being silent for a while.

Although he hates the other party in his heart, he is very clear about what is most important to him now.

Chris Berger breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from the data, the young Chinese boy in front of him is a genius with far superior IQ and emotional intelligence. She thought it would be difficult to convince the other party, but she did not expect it to be done so easily.

"Since Mr. Guo has agreed, please sign this document!"

After taking the document handed over by the other party, Guo Shouyun carefully read it and signed his name on the back.

Only then did a slightly stiff smile appear on Chris Berg's face.

"Mr. Guo, I wish you a speedy recovery. Oh, by the way, this is your car key!" Put a bunch of keys from the handbag on the cabinet beside Guo Shouyun's hospital bed, and leave a 'goodbye', which is convenient and clean. turned and left the ward.

"These rich people are always so domineering, they don't even say a word of apology when they hurt someone!"

It wasn't until the other party left the door that the fat nurse who had been standing beside him and said nothing angrily said.

"Ms Emma, ​​can you do me a favor?"

After Guo Shouyun smiled faintly, he couldn't deny it.

"What are you busy with?"

"I want three notebooks, plus a pen and a bottle of ink!"

"Okay, but don't you read books?"

"No!" Guo Shouyun shook his head, took out his wallet from the drawer of the bedside table on his right, took out $100 and handed it over.

"It doesn't take that much!"

"If you have any leftovers, buy me a notebook!"

"All right!"

Nurse Emma nodded, took the dollar from Guo Shouyun's hand, left a message of "rest well", and then turned and left the ward.

It wasn't until her back disappeared that Guo Shouyun sighed, leaning back against the head of the bed, looking at everything in front of him, with deep emotion and excitement in his eyes.

As a senior post-80s urban online writer who works part-time at the starting point, he never imagined that he would be able to cross the street one day! And it is still a dream of China to travel to, nineteen years later, on the other side of the ocean, a Chinese youth with the same name and surname as himself.

"It's just a pity that my book of conferred gods is lost!"

Before crossing the road, he had just been on fire for six years because of his new novel, and he successfully bought a house and a car in Modu, and successfully found a beautiful girlfriend ten years younger than him. Seeing that he was about to start a family, get married and have children in middle age, but he was reborn inexplicably through time?

However, after sighing and sighing, Guo Shouyun couldn't see the slightest slump on his face. Also, from 2019, back to 2000, nearly 20 years of previous knowledge is enough to make him "one step to the sky" in this turbulent era.

In my last life, I lived for thirty-five years, and most of the time I was in a state of 'poor eating soil'. After suffering enough of being without money, Guo Shouyun never in this life would have made a small fortune and guarded his wife and children on the hot kang head. 'The slightest idea.

As Wang Dazhui said in "Never Expected", when he becomes the CEO, marries Bai Fumei, and reaches the pinnacle of his life, he will live up to God's mercy and give him a chance for great fortune.

"Unfortunately, it's already mid-February, and it's been a few days before the Nasdaq crisis broke out. Otherwise, I can use this opportunity to complete the original capital accumulation!"

Regret is regret, but for Guo Shouyun now, the most important thing is to recover from the injury first, and then use the time in the hospital to make a detailed plan for his future development.

Nurse Emma's movements were not slow. In less than half an hour, she bought everything Guo Shouyun wanted.

"By the way, Ms. Emma, ​​when can I be discharged from the hospital?"

Although it has not caught up with the Nasdaq crisis, Guo Shouyun does not want to stay in the hospital too much and continue to waste precious time.

"It depends on your state of recovery! ... Don't worry, the lady Berg just paid you a month's hospitalization fee, and you don't need to spend any money!"

Looking at Nurse Emma who turned and left after speaking, Guo Shouyun didn't say much. What he cares about is not money at all, but time.

And the memory of this body he received from him, this young Chinese who has the same name as himself, the English name of Bruce Guo, is barely a first-class rich second-generation in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, compared to the other party's net worth of several million dollars, what Guo Shouyun admired most was that this guy was a real scholar.

At the age of 11, he won the first prize in the junior high school group of the California Science Competition, at the age of 13, he won the gold medal in the 'Intel International Science and Engineering Competition Mathematics Subject', at the age of 15, he won the first prize in the International Mathematics Olympiad, and at the age of 17, he won the highest prize in the United States. The top private high school 'Huck Middle School' entered the famous 'Stanford University' without examination. Now 19 years old, he has obtained a master's degree in "computer science" and a bachelor's degree in "economics" from Stanford University. Before the car accident, I had just finished the defense of the bachelor's degree in 'History'. From what I remember, the bachelor's degree in 'History' basically did not run away.

And this is not just a scholar, he is also the main guard of the college basketball team, with a height of 187cm, a strong physique, superior talent in guitar and piano, and a handsome appearance.

It can be said that compared to Guo Shouyun, who graduated from two domestic literature departments, has no family background and no background, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is only 172cm tall, and looks ordinary, with a slightly fat body and basically no woman. For Guo Shouyun, this person has the same name as himself. The guy with the same surname is the undisputed genius in Mary Sue's novels.

"It's a pity that 'Heaven is jealous of Yingcai'!"

In addition to sighing, Guo Shouyun also felt that he was lucky and inherited a body that had already laid a good foundation.

"No wonder I feel that my memory has improved so much all of a sudden. Not only is the memory of the past exceptionally clear at this time, but I can remember things two or three times when I look at them! I originally thought it was the benefit of time-travel, but now I see that this is someone else's Talent from childhood to adulthood!"

Shaking his head, he calmed down the somewhat complicated thoughts in his heart, filled the pen next to him with ink, grabbed a black thick leather notebook and opened it. After thinking for a while, he began to focus on writing on it. stand up.

There is a saying that "a good memory is not as good as a bad writing". It's hard to forget the content that you will use in the future. At this time, while your memory is clear and you have time, you should naturally record it well.

Of course, in order to avoid others seeing clues. When it comes to sensitive content such as time, person's name, company name, etc., he replaces it with pinyin, Arabic numerals, or symbols that only he can understand.

Originally, Guo Shouyun thought that writing two or three notebooks would be enough, but he never thought that when he was discharged from the hospital a month later, all the seven notebooks that Emma had bought would be used.

He changed his hospital gown, packed his most important notebook, and cherished it behind his back. Then he briefly looked at the room he had been in for a month after returning from time travel, and turned around and walked out. After completing the discharge procedures, Guo Shouyun left Woodrow Hospital alone in a yellow Chevrolet he had just bought without notice.