When the online public opinion began to change, Li Jiangao was still looking at Su Mucheng in a daze. This girl probably had no idea about money. He said less and just said it casually, and the result was 660,000. He no longer dared to think about how big of a red envelope this girl planned to give everyone.
All I can say is that this girl is as majestic as ever.
After all, he is really not a person who is willing to spend two million to invest in a project when the prospects are unclear and without any investigation, and he still has the attitude of not caring if he loses money.
Thinking about it this way, the red envelope of 660,000 yuan is not so unexpected.
However, Li Jiangao still said seriously: "Su Mucheng, there are only a few people in the research team now, and we all know the basics. I won't say anything more if you hand out a red envelope of 660,000 yuan. But if Qiao Ze has other projects in the future, especially those with a large number of people, Zhong, you can’t be so willful.”
"Oh, I just thought that the research team is small. It's just you, Brother Tan, and Chen Yiwen. Now that it's confirmed, I'll give you the red envelope later." Su Mucheng answered with a smile.
"No, no, no...I definitely can't ask for it. I'm not being polite, it involves many other issues. It's enough for you to prepare for Tan Jingrong and Chen Yiwen." Li Jiangao raised his hand and waved it seriously.
He really can't have it.
After all, the money is hot.
Su Mucheng glanced at Qiao Ze, who nodded slightly, and then said with a smile: "I know, Uncle Li. Qiao Ze, are you full? I'll collect the lunch box."
"Um."
"ok! Chen Yiwen, stop fishing, come out quickly and throw away the garbage. By the way, let's buy some fruit. Qiao Ze hasn't eaten grapes in a long time!"
"Oh, here it comes."
Li Jiangao looked at Chen Yiwen who rushed out of the studio again, and suddenly felt that it was okay to send a red envelope.
To his surprise, Tan Jingrong also followed.
"Well, a friend asked me to go out for a meal today."
"Oh, go ahead. I haven't been busy recently, so I just need to take a rest." Li Jiangao nodded.
"Then I'll go first, Director Li and Qiao Ze."
"Um."
…
Several people went out one after another, and the living room became quiet.
"Rest your eyes." Qiao Ze said, then walked to the balcony and started to look out.
Li Jiangao knew that Qiao Ze had this habit. Just as he was about to go over and talk to Qiao Ze about how to end this incident, the phone vibrated again.
This is from Xu Dajiang.
The dean’s face must still be given.
After answering the phone, the dean's voice came, even a little urgent.
"Jiangao, was this method of killing with a borrowed knife your idea or Qiao Ze's?"
"ah?"
"From your reaction, I know it's not you. I guess so. You are an honest person and you won't play so many tricks."
"No, Dean Xu..."
"Hey, don't say it, I understand. But you should still advise Qiao Ze. In our academic pursuits, peace is the most valuable thing."
"Well, listen to my explanation..."
"Okay, I know you are doing your best for the child... you are busy with your business, I will hang up now. Hey, there are still several people asking about the situation here, I am so tired!"
Then the other person actually hung up the phone.
Li Jiangao was stunned.
Subconsciously, I wanted to call back and tell Xu Dajiang that this was a coincidence from beginning to end, but my hand hesitated on the buttons for a moment, and finally gave up.
There is no way, although everyone knows that there are always many coincidences in life that cannot be explained, but when this kind of thing happens, others often don't believe it at all.
never mind……
Let these people think what they want.
Anyway, Qiao Ze will most likely not care.
This is indeed the case.
When he jokingly said what Xu Dajiang had just said on the phone, Qiao Ze didn't even blink and said "hmm" as usual.
"Aren't you angry?" Li Jiangao asked.
"This kind of thinking is in the sequence and is not worth getting angry about." Qiao Ze explained.
"What sequence?" Li Jiangao asked suspiciously.
"It is to construct a sequence and analyze the macro world in a microscopic way." Qiao Ze said.
"Huh?" Li Jiangao had a question mark on his face.
“Considering a person’s individual thought as a particle, his choice of any unoccurred event is like being in a quantum state. We cannot be sure what choice he will make next, but we can calculate it in the form of probability; The thoughts of a group of people will form a relatively stable structure, and the influence of individual thoughts in the group will be weakened. I was inspired by some ideas when I was writing the paper these days, but I haven't figured out how to express it mathematically." Qiao Ze carefully explained.
"Oh!" Li Jiangao responded.
"So it's not surprising that Uncle Xu would have such thoughts. There is no possibility of deviating from the possible development of the incident." Qiao Ze concluded.
Li Jiangao didn't know what to say.
He wanted to ask if being misunderstood would make Qiao Ze feel bad. Qiao Ze told him that this view was normal, so there was no need to worry about it.
Well, this is very Joe Ze.
"Actually, I'm here mainly to ask you how you plan to end this matter. I think we should take the initiative to declare that the paper from Cohen University has nothing to do with us." Li Jiangao said quickly.
The two of them were talking alone. Once they got into Qiao Ze's rhythm, there were some things that would be difficult for him to understand.
"Well, the quality of their paper is indeed not high."
"Uh... OK, I'll write a letter later."
"By the way, Uncle Li, I asked Tan Jingrong to print out some papers and arrange them in order for you. They are all targeted to supplement the theoretical part. Try to read them before school starts. It will be of great help to you."
Li Jiangao subconsciously glanced at the box Tan Jingrong placed in the corner of the living room. Thinking of Tan Jingrong's difficulty in moving it, he suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.
"How many papers are these?"
"Not many, a hundred articles."
Li Jiangao: "..."
At this moment, Li Jiangao's mind couldn't help but think of the fear of being dominated by countless homework in high school.
This guy is really serious!
…
"Tan Jingrong, this way."
Tan Jingrong, who had just arrived on the third floor of the third cafeteria, heard Zuo Jie's warm greeting. Looking around, he saw that this guy had already ordered the food and was sitting in the private seat facing the stairs, waiting.
Tan Jingrong quickly quickened his pace, walked over, and sat opposite Zuo Jie.
"Why so late? The project team has a lot to do, right?" Zuo Jie asked with a smile.
"Well, not really. Director Li just came over and was delayed for a while." Tan Jingrong answered honestly.
"Director Li is also here today? Have you asked for me?" Zuo Jie asked hopefully.
…
Yes, Student Zuo really regretted it at this time.
Things have to start from yesterday.
The senior brother who had not been in the group for a long time suddenly said something in the group without thinking: "Tan Jingrong, this is amazing! The paper has been published in the top international journals, and it is still the second author!!!"
These words shocked Zuo Jie at that time.
Tan Jingrong is of a good level, how can he not know?
Let alone being worse than him, at least they are on the same level.
This guy can actually make a second contribution to a top-ranked paper?
At that time, he thought that the senior brother might have made a mistake.
However, before he could speak, the senior brother sent a link in the group.
Zuo Jie clicked in and took a look and found that it was indeed in the top issue.
The correspondent is his mentor. The name of the first author is somewhat familiar, the second author is really Tan Jingrong, and as for the third author, he has never heard of it.
Before he could recover from the shock, Tan Jingrong smiled innocently in the group, and then replied: "Qiao Ze actually wrote the paper, and the tutor polished it. I am just a handyman."
"Don't be modest. Even if you are a handyman and can make a second contribution in this kind of journal, it is very impressive. I may have to ask you to support me in the future."
"Brother, you're welcome."
Just a few words in the group made Zuo Jie feel like his heart was being scratched by a hundred claws.
He quickly opened a private chat on WeChat and asked, "Tan Jingrong, what's going on? Are you in the second edition of the top magazine?"
"Um... it's the project that the boss asked us to do last time. The project produced results, and then the paper was published, and then the supervisor suggested that Qiao Ze give me a second work." Tan Jingrong explained briefly and comprehensively.
"The project has produced results so quickly? Didn't you just find us at the beginning of the month?"
"Yes! They do projects very quickly."
Looking at the replies in the chat, Zuo Jie suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.
He even felt that Li Jiangao was a little biased.
Since it was such a good project, why didn’t you mention it at the time?
Also come to a voluntary decision.
Zuo Jie even doubted whether Li Jiangao had vented his anger with Tan Jingrong in advance.
There was inevitably a hint of sourness in the reply: "Congratulations, hey, you can publish a top issue in more than 20 days. You have made a lot of money."
"Well, thank you. But there should be more than one. The research team has prepared four papers."
Tan Jingrong didn't think too much when he said this.
I just thought that the paper would be published and everyone would know it by then.
There is no need to hide and tuck in between fellow students.
But when Zuo Jie saw this sentence, he was really going to collapse.
If all four papers were published in top journals, wouldn’t that be outrageous?
If Tan Jingrong is still a second-time author, then his qualifications...
Almost subconsciously, Zuo Jie typed: "Fuck...Tan Jingrong, you are so prosperous! Is your project team still short of people? Why don't you help me tell the boss that I have been free recently. I have graduated." The topic of the thesis has not been decided yet, would you like me to join your project team for some experience?"
"Huh? But we seem to have no shortage of people now. All the things that should be done in the early stage are almost completed."
"You ask me first. Whether it works or not is another matter."
"Oh well."
After chatting on WeChat, Zuo Jie felt that it was not safe enough, so he took the initiative to call Tan Jingrong in the afternoon and asked him to have dinner together, which led to this scene.
…
At this time, Tan Jingrong was a little embarrassed when faced with Zuo Jie's question.
Originally, when he saw Li Jiangao in the afternoon, he should have mentioned something to Zuo Jie. But who made him not change his mind at that time and directly repeat Qiao Ze's original words, which made both of them embarrassed.
At this time, he could only shake his head and said: "The boss went directly to Xiao... to Qiao Ze this afternoon. The two of them have to talk about business, and it's not convenient for me to get in the middle of it."
"Ah?" After hearing this, Zuo Jie was a little disappointed, and joked half-heartedly: "Brother Tan, are you afraid that I will take away your second work?"
Tan Jingrong's head immediately shook like a rattle: "No, no, to tell you the truth, I feel embarrassed to be in the research group now. I don't have anything to do, and I feel quite uneasy after being divided into so many two works."
Zuo Jie sneered twice in his heart. He would not believe this even to death. He just thought that this guy was in Versailles. Of course, you still have to be polite and even compliment: "Brother Tan, you are too humble to say that. Don't I know if others don't know? Every time I come to you during this period, you say you are busy. Why do you work so hard?" How can I say that I didn’t do anything?”
"I'm really busy, but the things I do don't actually have much technical content. Anyone can do it... Hey, I won't talk about it anymore. Don't worry, I will definitely help you talk to the boss next time I have a chance. Mention it." Tan Jingrong shook his head.
In fact, he didn't want to talk more about the things in the project team because he really felt that his contribution was not big.
Even though Qiao Ze has always been positive about his work.
There is really no one in the project team who takes the initiative to collect and archive all data every day, and every week they make an extremely detailed summary of all daily reports.
Qiao Ze has this ability, but he doesn't have the leisure.
Chen Yiwen may be willing to do it, but his ability in this area is still lacking.
Needless to say, Su Mucheng.
Li Jiangao also has a lot of foreign affairs to be busy with.
So in a sense, Tan Jingrong is really the mainstay of the research team.
Although it is indeed highly replaceable, there are not many people who can calm down and do these trivial matters solidly before the project is successful.
"Okay, little brother, I'm waiting for the good news from Brother Tan. Let's not talk anymore. Let's eat first. By the way, would you like some drinks today?"
"No, no, I have to go back to the research team at night. It's not good to smell of alcohol."
"Then just eat. Come, I'll help you serve the food." Zuo Jie said enthusiastically.
"By the way, what exactly is your project?"
"Well, it's in the paper, but you haven't read it yet?"
"Hey... I'm busy these days, so I just took a quick look and it seemed like..."
The sound of "crash" interrupted Zuo Jie's words.
Zuo Jie looked at Tan Jingrong suspiciously.
Tan Jingrong also took out his mobile phone, and as soon as he unlocked it, he saw an extra message on his x Alipay.
I clicked it and looked at it, feeling a little confused.
what's the situation?
A company named Licheng Software transferred 660,000 yuan to him via its Alipay account?
Zuo Jie, who had already moved his head closer, subconsciously exclaimed: "Holy shit, Lao Tan, what did you do? This is 60,000... No, 660,000?"
"I don't know? This...maybe I made the wrong transfer? I've never heard of this company!" Tan Jingrong said blankly.
For an honest person, when such a large amount of money suddenly arrives in his account, he is stunned.
Fortunately, the next moment, WeChat popped up. When I opened it, I saw a message from Su Mucheng.
"Brother Tan, the transfer from Licheng Software just now is a red envelope successfully developed by our project team. It's 660,000 yuan. Please feel free to receive it. Because it involves tax payment and daily limit, I used my dad's company's x payment Bao account. I wish Brother Tan success in his studies and a bright future."
"Damn it! Your research team gave out 660,000 yuan in red envelopes?"
At this moment, not only Tan Jinrong was paralyzed, but Zuo Jie was also paralyzed.
Really, seeing a fellow student get 660,000 yuan in a red envelope is 10,000 times more uncomfortable than him losing 660,000 yuan.
