Mr. Riley sighed: “Your mother was a great celebrity in Stanford back then! Not only was the best Chinese female student in Stanford University’s history, but also the president of the Stanford Chinese Alumni Association and the initiator of the Stanford Internet Venture Capital Fund. Many of the top high-tech companies in Silicon Valley are now in full swing. They used your mother’s funds to do it step by step.”
As he said that he couldn’t help sighing, and said with a little melancholy and regret: “Your mother was really the most powerful woman in Stanford and Silicon Valley. Not only was she beautiful, magnificent, and knowledgeable, but she is also extremely capable. The strength of her family is also like a wealthy country! The key is that her family was so rich. that she could focus on working so hard and creating great achievements. I have never seen anyone else like her in that school.”
Mr. Riley sighed: “Back then, Stanford circulated a saying, saying that with so many entrepreneurial elites in Silicon Valley, at least one-third of men are admirers of your mother. This sentence sounds like an exaggeration, but in that era , Your mother’s name was known to everyone in Silicon Valley. Everyone respects her and admires her very much.”
This was the first time Charlie heard about these things about his mother. Charlie was not born when his mother was studying at Stanford and investing in Silicon Valley. After Charlie was born, his mother gradually became his father’s wise helper, so in Charlie’s memory, his mother was not the image of a business elite. Moreover, Charlie knew very little about his mother before he was born. His mother was low-key and never talked about it with him.
Now that he heard what Mr. Riley said, Charlie was also very interested in his heart. He asked: “Professor Riley, do you still know any more about my mother?
Mr. Riley said seriously: “There is too much to tell. We will be here the rest of the night.”
Speaking of this, Mr. Riley couldn’t help but feel sad, and said with emotion: “After your mother had the accident in Aurous Hills, dozens of people from our class chartered a flight back to Aurous Hills to find you. I was there at the time, and there were many of us. Although I wasn’t a native of Aurous Hills, I started all the relationships that could be initiated in Aurous Hills at that time, but I couldn’t find your whereabouts. Later, there were more than 300 people in our Stanford Classmates Association, and Silicon Valley. In the field of venture capital, your mother’s nearly 100 friends worked together to find your whereabouts all over the world. After searching for ten years, there was no result. Where have you been for so many years?”
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