The younger Teacher Zhang was quite serious and humorless, but it was clear that Teacher Zheng was the one in charge between the two.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Tian Yan said, "Well then, I’ll leave Qiao Yu in your hands."
Following that, Tian Yan looked at Qiao Yu seriously and said, "Qiao Yu, safety is no joke! You must listen to Teacher Zheng and Teacher Zhang."
"Don’t worry, Director Tian, I understand."
...
"Teacher Zheng, Teacher Zhang, do you know Teacher Wen who taught confidentiality before?"
"Teacher Wen? We probably don’t know them. But, for soone who teaches confidentiality, besides classroom content, anything else they tell you might not be true. Including their surna."
"I see! No wonder I can’t find them anywhere!" Qiao Yu nodded.
"By the way, Teacher Zheng, when Teacher Wen taught confidentiality, they talked a lot about cases of researchers being negligent or bought off by spies.
Now that I have you guys to support , if I really encounter soone offering sugar-coated bullets abroad, can I take the sugar coating and return the bullets?"
Tian Yan had only casually introduced them, obviously the two teachers hadn’t realized they had encountered a chatterbox mathematician who could overturn their life’s beliefs.
This mathematician was so young, it made people who’ve been through it believe there was still hope for him.
So, Zheng Xiweng asked seriously, "Why not be more specific, what do you an by sugar-coated bullets?"
"For example, hypothetically speaking, if I go to the mathematics conference and then soone with ill intentions offers US Dollars to help with their projects.
If I figure out a way to take the money, then co back with you guys without doing anything for them, do you think that would cause any trouble?"
Qiao Yu asked with an innocent face.
Zheng Xiweng and Zhang Mingyu exchanged a glance and suddenly felt their work seed a bit tricky.
"Why do you have such thoughts?" the young man couldn’t help but ask.
"Don’t you think that earning US Dollars and spending RMB would be a delightful thing?" Qiao Yu asked in surprise.
"Didn’t we say earlier that we still have class? Why don’t we start with the attributes of currency?"
Zheng Xiweng continued the topic.
Qiao Yu hesitated and asked, "Um, Teacher Zheng, you’re not going to tell money isn’t important, are you?"
Zheng Xiweng shook his head and said seriously, "No, I want to teach you how to have endless money."
Qiao Yu laughed and asked back, "Teacher Zheng, do you have endless money?"
Zheng Xiweng shook his head honestly and replied, "No!"
But then he changed his tone, full of confidence, "But I don’t have it because I don’t have the capability. You’re different, Qiao Yu! With your capability, after my lessons, I guarantee money will just be a number to you in the future."
Qiao Yu blinked and asked, "Before thirty?"
Zheng Xiweng countered, "You’re only seventeen, right?"
Qiao Yu nodded.
"Then why are you so reserved in thinking? Has your imagination been stifled by mathematical research? Think big! Before twenty-five!"
Zheng Xiweng waved his hand like a general and said grandly.
Qiao Yu’s eyes lit up, looking at Zheng Xiweng as if he saw the good guy from two years ago.
Back then, he was only fifteen. It was also the first ti soone told him that as long as he studied mathematics well, his future would be limitless. Surely, he could earn a lot of money!
"Teacher Zheng, no wonder when I saw you today, I felt you must be soone capable, not to ntion, your insight is incredibly accurate!"
On the other side, Zhang Mingyu quietly watched the two, listening to them boasting. How to put it, being assigned under Brother Zheng, one indeed gains so unique insights.
...
With two additional people around, Qiao Yu’s life in Beijing didn’t change much. Professors still ca to visit and discuss with him daily.
There was even a trend of expansion. Previously, it was only professors from Huaqing and Yanbei. Now, professors from many surrounding schools also took ti to chat with Qiao Yu.
Such academic discussions took up about half of his working day. The remaining ti, Qiao Yu would work on data calculations, while casually guiding Senior Brother Chen’s progress.
Yes, Chen Zhuoyang’s work was still ongoing.
Although the Riemann Conjecture had been proven by a simpler thod, it could still be proved again using a slightly more complex thod, which was equally valuable.
For instance, the old thod might reveal so hidden mathematical structures, enriching his Generalized Modal Axiomatic System.
The worst-case scenario is proving it again and letting everyone celebrate once more.
Qiao Yu had even thought of the lines for the seven o’clock news: "Under the guidance of world-renowned mathematician Qiao Yu, Huaxia’s young mathematician Chen Zhuoyang, a mber of Qiao Yu’s research team, has once again proven the Riemann Conjecture using a new thod..."
Imagine the news spreading, and how many great people would want to join his team, even trying to break in! Qiao Yu couldn’t imagine!
Unfortunately, Qiao Xi was too unmotivated and refused to take the job; anwhile, Old Xue was too proud to snatch soone else’s unfinished work; otherwise, this imnse glory and wealth wouldn’t have fallen on Senior Brother Chen.
Honestly, Qiao Yu truly felt that since eting Chen Zhuoyang, his luck had been phenonal, catching all sorts of good things.
However, upon quiet reflection, Chen Zhuoyang’s luck didn’t seem too bad before, either. He got into a top university after high school, graduated successfully, and even found an Academician ntor.
Although he faced so setbacks during his PhD, just before graduation, he got recruited by Director Tian.
After going to Jinda, although he encountered so setbacks, his research results conveniently pulled him to a better school, and he even beca an associate professor.
Although he remained single, he suddenly fell for a girl who liked him back, and she was five years younger!
The results he intended to keep for himself were unexpectedly solved earlier. Further attempts wouldn’t gain him any glory as the initial work was done by Senior Brother Chen...
After careful pondering, Qiao Yu suddenly felt there was a possibility that Senior Brother Chen was the real protagonist, effortlessly achieving success with luck so good it was explosive, sparking envy in him.
In hindsight, Qiao Yu thought he should have Senior Brother Chen try buying a lottery ticket, and any winnings should be confiscated!
Besides thinking about all this chaos, the rest of his ti was spent chatting with Teacher Zheng.
Undoubtedly, Old Zheng was indeed eloquent. After staying with Old Zheng for half a month, Qiao Yu didn’t even feel he was a man in his forties, but rather soone of the sa age.
Indeed, the so-called generational gap is nothing but a myth. The reluctance to step down for communication is genuine.
Otherwise, how could Old Zheng, a forty-year-old, communicate so well with him and unknowingly brainwash him...
To the extent that lying comfortably on the plane to Philadelphia, Qiao Yu seriously asked Zheng Xiweng, "Old Zheng, let’s chat heart-to-heart on this plane. Were you involved in a pyramid sche before?"
"Nonsense, if those in pyramid sches had my skills and ideological consciousness, it’d be a different story, wouldn’t it?"
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