Chapter 200: Black fission (Part two)
As Su Can climbed the spiral staircase from the seventeenth floor of the Meiluo Building to the eighteenth, he felt as though he were making history.
He was about to face the president of an enormous internet company whose future market capitalization would approach hundreds of billions of dollars, with 700 million users worldwide-a king who would create the next era's Microsoft, Google, or Amazon.
That man would stand beneath the spotlights of countless media outlets, so dazzling that even a glance at him would hurt other people's eyes. Every detail of his living environment and upbringing would be savored and discussed with relish. His dentist parents in the affluent New York State town of Dobbs Ferry would see their business boom, with appointments perhaps booked five years ahead. They would boast that giving birth to this child was the proudest, most unsurpassable achievement of their lives.
The story of how he founded a great company would become an example in everyone's eyes years later, inspiring envy and encouragement among all those ordinary people lying sleepless in factory dormitories, enduring their bosses' harsh demands at tedious corporate jobs, bending their backs to earn money for their families and their own little patch of life, struggling without rest.
Before, Su Can could only learn of such a lofty, utterly unreachable figure through the media and word of mouth. Perhaps one day, on his way to another day of mechanical, repetitive work, he would see that young face on a magazine cover. Dynamic, intelligent, restrained, composed. Then he would suddenly feel a dull pain in his heart. The years of his life that would never return really were like a sharp butcher's knife. Occasionally, he would notice it being swiftly pulled away, leaving gaping wounds and