"If that's the case, no problem! I can work on the project and give you advice."
Peter Schulz had already mentioned this, and Qiao Yu readily agreed.
Anyway, he is not familiar with Microsoft.
Since Peter Schultz doesn't think there is any problem with this, any unpleasantness that may arise in the future will be the unpleasantness with Microsoft.
These are all small things.
As long as others are in China, Microsoft wants to eat them up, and with Lao Zheng and Xiao Zhang standing in front of them, he is not afraid at all.
"Trust me, you won't get bored. It's a very challenging job!"
Peter Schulz said happily.
After finalizing the business, the two of them had almost reached the banquet hall where the dinner was held.
"Go and enjoy today's dinner. I won't go in with you. After all, you are the one today... hmm? Well, you went to change into this outfit specifically for the dinner?"
Only then did Peter Schulz notice that Qiao Yu had put on a very casual outfit. A pair of blue jeans and a long-sleeved light white T-shirt.
"Isn't it good? Let me tell you, this dress is made of pure cotton and is very comfortable to wear. It is also from Reebok, a brand product!"
Qiao Yu pulled the T-shirt on his body and said after showing its unparalleled elasticity.
Peter Schulz smiled as if he had thought of something, and then said with emotion: "It's great to be young!"
Then he shook his head and walked quickly into the dinner hall.
Qiao Yu decided to forgive Peter.
It’s understandable that Germans don’t have a sense of humor...
However, he still turned around and asked Zheng Xiwen, who had already followed him: "Old Zheng, don't I look more handsome in this outfit than in a suit?"
Zheng Xiwen looked at Qiao Yu who looked younger and more energetic after changing his clothes, and felt that this guy did it on purpose...
But he still nodded and praised his fate: "That's right, he's even more handsome!"
…
Entering the dinner hall, Qiao Yu immediately heard a round of applause.
Afterwards, Qiao Yu probably understood why this kind of dinner party is said to be the vanity fair of Western society.
Looking around, all the men and women were wearing decent formal clothes. Even the people who were originally gathered together in twos and threes to talk, now all looked at him and applauded.
This is probably the respect given to the world's youngest Fields Medal winner. It is also the reason why Peter Schulz is unwilling to walk into the hall with Qiao Yu.
From this perspective, his casual attire is indeed too casual.
But it doesn't matter. As the saying goes, young people deserve to be forgiven even if they do some deviant things.
Not to mention that he just changed into more casual clothes. He is still far from being apostate.
So Qiao Yu confidently raised his hand and waved it randomly around to thank everyone.
You are young and frivolous...
There is nothing wrong with dressing younger. Dressing in suits and ties just makes you look old-fashioned.
After looking around, Qiao Yu quickly saw Mr. Yuan and Qiao Xi not far away.
Then he strode over without waiting for the person holding the drink next to him to come over.
"Mr. Yuan, mom. You guys were here first."
Yuan Zhengxin was laughing and before he could answer, Qiao Xi glared at Qiao Yu: "Why did you change into this?"
"You look young. Besides, I won the award not because of the clothes I wore. It was mainly because of my talent. You're right, grandpa." Qiao Yu directly took Yuan Zhengxin's arm and said.
"Haha, yes, yes, it makes you more energetic when you wear it this way. I think it's good! As a kid, you'd better wear this to look energetic."
After the old man said this, Qiao Xi just glared at Qiao Yu and said nothing.
But she's used to it.
It was like this when she was a child. Qiao Yu was always very good at pleasing the elderly. Back then, Qiao Yu's grandfather was always coaxed to stand by him unconditionally. When she wanted to beat this kid, she would be scolded by her father instead.
After all these years, my craftsmanship has not been lost, so it’s hard for this kid.
After finishing the clothes matter, Qiao Yu said again: "Grandpa, pick up my mother and go talk about something!"
"Okay, you go ahead. I asked her to come to the dinner because I want her to communicate with more mathematicians. See if she can come across a topic she likes. It's the same thing if you take her around."
Yuan Zhengxin said with a smile.
This is quite true.
After all, he is old, and his main energy has been devoted to education these years, and his exchanges with the international academic community are completely incomparable to those before.
On the contrary, Qiao Yu is the truly hot mathematician now.
"No, I'm just going to have a little chat with my mother. Let her follow you later! Let me take her around, I'm afraid she will pull her ears!"
Qiao Yu complained and then pulled Qiao Xi to a small corner of the dinner hall.
In fact, no matter where Qiao Yu went today, people would probably look at him frequently. It was just because he saw Qiao Yu pulling Qiao Xi to talk, and no one would be interested in joining him at this time.
Except Lao Zheng.
When only Qiao Xi was left, Qiao Yu winked and asked, "Mom, you didn't see Professor Frank just now."
Qiao Xi first frowned and asked, "Professor Frank? Which Professor Frank..."
Then he quickly came back to his senses, glared at Qiao Yu, and said angrily: "Professor Frank introduced several of them, but I didn't see the one you mentioned."
"It stands to reason that he should come to the dinner party today. If you see him and want to pour wine on him and smash the glass or something, just do it and I will support you!"
Qiao Yu encouraged him enthusiastically.
Qiao Xi rolled her eyes at Qiao Yu, then turned to look for Mr. Yuan.
She was afraid that if she chatted with this boy for a few more words, she would be tempted to pull his ears at the dinner party.
I heard that many reporters would attend today's dinner, and Qiao Xi didn't want Qiao Yu to make any big news again in Philadelphia.
Qiao Yu didn't even have time to feel sorry for Qiao Xi's attitude. He couldn't help it, he couldn't take any time off at all. Someone had been waiting beside him, and when he saw Qiao Xi leaving, he immediately came over.
"Congratulations on winning the Fields Medal, Joe, you are amazing. By the way, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Professor Luis José from the School of Mathematics at the Javier Chaquez University in San Francisco."
"Hello, Professor Jose, what's the matter?"
"Qiao, what do you think about the pseudospectrum theory?"
"Um...Professor Jose, have you eaten? Why don't we go eat something first?"
…
An hour later, Qiao Yu hid in a corner with a look on his face that said strangers should not come near him.
No way, the mathematician's dinner completely overturned his cognition. Shouldn't it be like in the movie, where everyone politely chats for a few words and then leaves politely?
What does it mean to talk to him one by one about some messy research projects? What about the application of pseudospectrum in Gaussian beam propagation...
What the hell is this? How to control the topological changes of the pseudospectral collection by adjusting the perturbation of the operator?
Is there such an unpopular research field in mathematics?
What other non-Hermitian spectral problems, shape optimization in inverse problems, ultra-discrete dynamic systems...
It didn't matter that the food at the buffet was not delicious. After an hour, he was more tired than when he was in China dealing with the visiting professors.
They were all things that he had no impression of at all, which made Qiao Yu begin to wonder if these people were here to disgust him on purpose. They told him that there were many things he didn't understand...
But after feeling sulky for a while, Qiao Yu adjusted his mentality. He is a Fields Medal winner.
Qiao Yu turned around and planned to say hello to Zheng Xiwen, hang out for a while, chat with some acquaintances, and then go back to the hotel to rest.
But a gust of fragrance hit him, and then a very typical Western beauty stood in front of him wearing an evening dress and holding a glass of champagne.
Blonde, blue-eyed, fair-skinned, with light makeup, a surprising career line, and long legs looming under the long skirt, she is indeed very eye-catching.
"Hello, Qiao Yu, nice to see you again."
Qiao Yu glanced at the low-V evening dress, then turned to look at Zheng Xiwen behind him. Old Zheng seemed to have no expression.
So Qiao Yu asked in surprise: "Huh? See me again? Have we met before?"
The beauty shrugged helplessly, "Well, at the afternoon press conference, New York Daily reporter Grace Abigail. In fact, it has only been a hundred minutes since we last met."
Qiao Yu suddenly understood, nodded and said, "I see, hello Ms. Abigail. I didn't know that reporters could also attend tonight's dinner."
"Madam? This is not a title you would use. In fact, it doesn't have to be so formal. You can just call me Grace like other friends. This is more in line with our age, isn't it?"
"Okay, Grace, what's the matter?" Qiao Yu shrugged and said casually.
"Well, actually I admire mathematicians very much, especially young mathematicians like you. I'm curious about your daily life, so can you talk to me?"
Grace held the wine glass and looked at Qiao Yu and asked, with a hint of appropriate inquiry in her eyes.
Qiao Yu thought for a while and asked: "Um... when you were in high school, were there any boys in your class who were like nerds? They had good grades but didn't like sports.
Every day, whether in class or after class, I take a book there and read or do questions. I don’t pay attention to what others are doing at all, and I don’t have many friends around me. I feel very withdrawn and unsociable, and I even get bullied occasionally..."
At this time, Grace had already covered her mouth with one hand, and looked at Qiao Yu with a hint of sympathy in disbelief: "Oh my god, don't tell me your life was like this before?"
Qiao Yu nodded seriously and continued: "Well, if you think about the life picture I just described above, it is my daily life."
The turn was a little sharp, and Grace didn't even react for a while...
But obviously this reporter grasped the key point: "Ah? You mean you don't like reading books, you exercise regularly, you have many friends, and you even bully others occasionally?"
Qiao Yu believed that this woman was really a reporter. At least she had a good memory and quick response to emergencies.
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"That's right! And what I like most when bullying is when there are many people bullying those who are few. After all, I have many friends!"
"Haha, it turns out that mathematicians can be so humorous, you know? What I disliked the most in high school was my math teacher. Really, he was just an old-fashioned guy, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
In my memory, I have never seen him smile! I always thought that mathematicians were as unsmiling as him and had no sense of humor at all. It seems that this view is too biased."
"Of course, mathematicians are very humorous. I just met a lot of humorous mathematicians. Guess what, they taught me a lot of mathematical concepts that I have never heard of, so I hid here!"
"I see."
Grace smiled even more happily, then boldly took a step closer, looking at Qiao Yu with a sticky look in her eyes...
"How about we go to a quiet place for a drink together? You can get away from those boring mathematicians, and by the way, you can tell me more about the things you usually bully others.
I'm very curious about this. You know, I can't imagine how a guy with such good grades like you can bully others!"
Qiao Yu only felt that the fragrance around him was getting stronger. He blinked subconsciously and then said, "Well, Auntie..."
Hearing this call, the woman opposite was obviously stunned, and then heard Qiao Yu's harsh voice reaching her ears.
"That...my mother is over there..."
As he spoke, Qiao Yu pointed in the direction opposite Qiao Xi, and then showed a shy expression of a young man.
"Before I came here, my mother specifically told me that if anyone wants me to go out, I must get her permission first. She will ask me to go back with her later.
Auntie, you may not know that in China, I am a minor at my age. No matter what I do, I must first get my parents’ permission.”
Grace feels a little dizzy...
This guy called her aunt? For a moment, Grace seemed to understand how Qiao Yu usually bullied others.
The most important thing is that she is only 23 years old this year. Can't this damn guy really see that she is still a very young woman?
And what the hell do you need to report to your mother?
Just now, she thought that this young man was easy to deal with. The only trouble was the middle-aged man who was always following him. But she was still very confident.
After all, followers always have to obey orders.
As long as she takes care of Qiao Yu, she can always get some time for the two of them to be alone. Now it seems that she is a little wishful thinking.
This young man seems a little blind...
"Well, wait, did I hear you correctly? What did you call me just now?"
It took a long time for Grace to react and asked subconsciously.
"Auntie? In China, this is a very respectful title for ladies." Qiao Yu said with certainty.
"Damn it! I'm only twenty-three years old!"
Grace puffed out her chest and said in annoyance.
"Well, I'm seventeen years old! In China, when we meet a woman who is six years older than us, that's what we call her in our teens."
Qiao Yu said with an innocent face.
…
In the end, the beauty walked away angrily. She probably suppressed her anger and didn't pour half the wine in the glass directly on Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yu walked up to Zheng Xiwen excitedly and asked, "Uncle Zheng, could that just now be the legendary sugar-coated bomb?"
Zheng Xiwen spread his hands helplessly and said, "How could I know? This is in the United States, and we can't investigate everyone who comes close to you.
But she did appear at the press conference this afternoon. She was sitting in the middle of the second row. But she was wearing black and white striped business attire."
Hearing Zheng Xiwen's words, Qiao Yu was a little disappointed and asked suspiciously: "So maybe Grace really likes me? Isn't that a pity."
"Although I'm not sure, judging from this style of behavior... Well, wait, what are you regretting?"
Zheng Xiwen looked at Qiao Yu with a look of pity in astonishment and asked.
Qiao Yu glanced at Zheng Xiwen with disdain and said, "We are all men, I don't believe you don't know what I said!"
Zheng Xiwen looked at Qiao Yu speechlessly and confirmed in his eyes, this is the real daddy.
"Um... Qiao Yu, you still have a girlfriend in China."
"Hey, you even know this? But who stipulates that a man can only have one girlfriend in his life! And how can there be only one woman behind a successful man?"
Zheng Xiwen was silent. He didn't know how to answer this topic.
"Haha, I'm kidding you. Lao Zheng, you really have no sense of humor at all. Let's go, say hello to my mother, and go back first. By the way, we're leaving the day after tomorrow, right?"
"No, I will take a direct flight from Philadelphia International Airport to the capital at 3:10 tomorrow afternoon."
"Huh? When I came here, didn't I say there was no direct flight from Philadelphia to the capital? We even changed flights."
"Well, the large private jet was borrowed, and the non-scheduled flight permission was temporarily applied for."
"Private plane? Can we leave two days later? Mr. Yuan said that my mother has to wait until the closing ceremony is over before leaving. She has never flown on a private plane in her life!"
"The route has been applied for, and the floating window time range for departure is only three hours. How many days do you think we can wait? And we are flying on someone else's plane this time. It happens that a business team will return to Beijing tomorrow.
Besides, if you work harder, your mother will have more opportunities to fly on private jets in the future. Really, there will be a lot of people willing to rent them for you."
Qiao Yu liked hearing this explanation, nodded, and said, "What you said makes sense. Then I'll listen to you, Uncle Zheng. I'll go tell my mother."
"We can discuss the itinerary tomorrow when we say goodbye. But it is still necessary to go back and rest early today."
"OK! I listen to you. You are a professional, Uncle Zheng." Qiao Yu said in an obedient manner.
Anyway, he was tired of living in Philadelphia.
It’s just that the food is not delicious, but his freedom is restricted and he is not allowed to go out to play. He stays in the hotel every day and is harassed by a group of people...
It's not interesting at all. It will be different when he goes back. He plans to go back to Star City while Director Tian, ​​Mr. Yuan and his mother are still having a meeting here. No one can control it. He feels excited just thinking about it.
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"Sorry sir, the agent we tried to contact the target failed. We didn't even find a chance to get the other party to make conditions."
"Why doesn't he like this type?"
"Well, the target seems to think she is too old..."
"Too old? Damn it, can't you find someone younger?"
"Well, in fact, it is difficult for us to find someone of the right age who can attend an occasion like a mathematician's dinner. You should know that a teenager cannot be a reporter, let alone a genius mathematician. And the latter cannot be faked at all.
, maybe just chatting for a few words... you know."
"Don't those old men have daughters or granddaughters? It shouldn't be difficult for you to assign an identity."
"Well...it's actually very difficult. You may not know that in such a highly professional social occasion, mathematicians who participate in the meeting generally do not bring their families.
And even if there are those who meet the age requirements, there are very few who have enough status, and they are unwilling. We have no way to force them, and it is not even convenient to contact them, and the time is limited."
"Okay, so did you cause any trouble?"
"That's not true. It was just a very careful attempt. No trouble occurred sir."
"Okay, so be it. I'm just a theoretical mathematician. Don't take it too seriously. The task is temporarily cancelled. Do you understand? These damn mathematicians think they can change the world, but in fact they can't change anything!"
Chapter completed!