Female Novel
Chapter 3800
Speaking of this, Kelly West couldn’t help but sighed and said sincerely, “That noble person is like a lifementor to me.
If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t be able to have the achievements I am today.”
When Michaela heard this, she couldn’t help asking with some curiosity, “Kelly, China should havebeen very traditional twenty-eight years ago.
At that time, someone from China invited you to China for private house design? This person is tooavant-garde.”
“Yes.” Kelly West said with a look of admiration, “That noble person actually grew up in the UnitedStates, and later married a Young Master from a big family in Eastcliff.
So she moved from New York to Eastcliff.”
Michaela frowned slightly and said, “You said that she had lived in the United States since she was achild and invited you to China for a private house design.
You are not allowed to disclose it to the outside world.
Is she famous in the United States?”
Kelly West looked at Michaela in surprise, but she didn’t expect that Michaela’s insight was so sharp,and she found the key point all at once.
So, she smiled slightly, nodded and said, “In fact, thirty years ago, she was very famous in the upperclass in the United States.
Even now, many people talk about her in awe.”
Michaela was even more curious when she heard this, and asked her, “If this is the case, then maybe Ihave heard her name.
What is her name, is it convenient to tell me?”
Kelly West thought for a while and chuckled softly, “She passed away for many years, so there isnothing inconvenient.”
As she said, Kelly West put away a smile, with a look of nostalgia, admiration, and a bit of sadness,“Her name is Lily Evans.
Thirty years ago, she was called ‘The investment queen of Silicon Valley’.
I don’t know if you have heard of her.
If you haven’t heard of her, it’s not surprising.
After all, she had already passed away for nearly two decades.
When you were born, she had already left the United States.”
Hearing the three words Lily Evans, Michaela Joules was stunned!
She exclaimed, “Lily Evans…How could I not know Lily Evans, she is…”
Speaking of this, she paused for a while, and hurriedly said again, “She is the pride in the hearts ofcountless Chinese people!”novelbin
In fact, Michaela instinctively wanted to say that Lily Evans is the idol of all Stanford alumni, thespiritual leader who inspires all Stanford alumni to work hard, and the existence of Stanford like atotem.
At Stanford, no one does not know Lily Evans, even though she has passed away twenty years,Stanford University is still full of her imprints.
She is the highest-ranked female alumnus in the Stanford Hall of Fame.
She has supported a large number of eagle-like entrepreneurial projects in Stanford and Silicon Valley,and many of them have now grown into giants in the Internet and technology fields.
At Stanford, there is a road named after her, a teaching building named after her, and a student fund.
At the same time, she is also recognized by all Chinese alumni of Stanford as the light of Chinese inStanford.
Although Michaela had never seen Lily Evans, she had heard of Lily Evans’s deeds since she was achild.
Therefore, when she was very young, she regarded Lily Evans as the greatest idol in her life.
And she was admitted to Stanford because of the influence of Lily Evans.
And when she arrived at Stanford and learned more of Lily Evans’s deeds, she was not only shocked,but also cast into the ground.
Deep down in her heart, she even felt that if her future achievements could be one-third of Lily Evans’sprevious year, then she would be worthy of this life.
However, she didn’t expect that the interior designer who she met for the first time would be an oldacquaintance with Lily Evans!
Therefore, she stood there in a daze, her heart was already surging.
At this time, Claire stood aside in a daze.
This was the first time in her life that she heard Lily Evans’s name.
She didn’t know what these words represented, let alone the inextricable connection between thesewords and her.
She just felt that the name was as beautiful as a poem.