Super God-Level Top Student

He Who Touches Vermilion Will Be Stained Red, it must be a case of touching vermillion.

Li Jiangao finally understood where that harmonious atmosphere in the research group came from.

What kind of thought process is this?

Qiao Ze might not care about money, but even the investors weren't sensitive to the rate of return.

After taking a deep breath, Li Jiangao still softly reminded, "Mu Cheng, according to the contract, you also have a ten percent interest in this project. So in the future, our research group might have more than just Qiao Ze as a millionaire. This is a big deal, maybe you should call your dad."

"Oh!" Su Mucheng nodded, somewhat confused.

It seemed that she hadn't fully recovered from the shock of the news.

She had never thought about it before and didn't think the success of the project was anything special.

Now that Li Jiangao had reminded her, Su Mucheng realized that she had inadvertently been swept along for the ride.

It seemed she wouldn't need to ask her unreliable father for money anymore.

Not only that, but she might even be able to give her parents money.

Qiao Ze is too powerful!

With her mind full of Qiao Ze's unflappable face, Su Mucheng, like a puppet on strings under Li Jiangao's watchful gaze, took out her phone and dialed.

The phone connected quickly.

In a somnambulant way, Su Mucheng said, "Dad, I have something to tell you. Prepare yourself; don't get too excited."

Soon a middle-aged man's voice came through the phone, serious yet laced with concern and anxiety, "Chengzi, why so serious today? What happened? Don't be scared. You can tell dad anything."

What Su Mucheng didn't know is that her phone call caused Su Lixing's heart to "clunk" in shock.

His daughter's perplexed tone, combined with what she said, could it be that...she was pregnant?

Indeed, at that moment, Su Lixing, who had been in a meeting, was genuinely startled down to his core.

"What's there to be afraid of? You know, the two million I invested in Qiao Ze's project? Well, we've already achieved results. Li suggests you come over to discuss how to handle it."

A sigh of relief came from the other end of the phone, the tone becoming more relaxed, "That's all? Achieving results is great, why so serious? Just handle it as you see fit. That's your investment after all. Dad said he wouldn't interfere."

Su Mucheng, dissatisfied, said, "If it were a trivial matter, would Li insist I call you? Listen closely, Comrade Su Lixing, we're talking about results worth tens, maybe even hundreds of billions. Are you sure you want me to handle it myself?"

"What? Tens to hundreds of billions? Chengzi, don't joke like that."

"Ah, forget it, I'll let Li talk to you."

After speaking, Su Mucheng threw up her hands and handed the phone to Li Jiangao, who was sitting nearby.

Li Jiangao, who had been watching Su Mucheng make the call, silently took the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Su."

"Hello, Li, was what Chengzi said just now serious?"

"Yes, indeed. It's like this: it wasn't necessary for you to make a special trip, but our research topic has some peculiarities. Qiao Ze is somewhat fixated on publishing papers, and if we want to publish smoothly, it seems we now need to use the results we have achieved as support.

The current situation is that once the research outcome is released, it will likely involve significant financial dealings. Su Mucheng and Qiao Ze are the only two beneficiaries of this research."

Li Jiangao carefully clarified the situation with a few sentences.

"Excuse me, Li, could you hold on for a moment?"

Then Li Jiangao heard a shout from the other end to "dismiss the meeting."

About half a minute later, Su Lixing's voice came back, "Uh, Li, just to confirm again, did Mu Cheng really tell me that she could potentially see returns of tens or even a hundred billion from her investment in this project with Qiao Ze?"

"Yes, in my view, this is a very conservative estimate. Of course, it won't be a one-time benefit but a long-term one. The most important thing is how it's managed."

"May I ask what exactly your research project is about?"

"Mr. Su, you've heard of ChatGPT, right?"

"Of course."

"It's a framework similar to ChatGPT. Qiao Ze has designed a more advanced AI algorithm which, judging from the current outcomes, allows machines to be better trained and smarter. In a very conservative estimate, it has already surpassed the capabilities of ChatGPT in terms of the Turing test."

There was a long silence on the other end.

But to Li Jiangao, that seemed like a normal reaction, since such big news indeed required time to digest.

As for the research group members, each one of them, with the exception of his student Tan Jingrong, seemed a bit abnormal.

They were surely underestimating the power of money.

After a long pause, a response finally came from the other end.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Li, you mentioned that you are benchmarking against ChatGPT?"

"Yes, Mr. Su. It's best to discuss the details in person; it's not clear enough over the phone. I can assure you that we have verified the results, and it may not be long before we need to consider whether to operate independently or license it out. My suggestion is to go for licensing, and it must be to top global technology firms among the Fortune 500.

An average company wouldn't have the capacity to operate this technology. A breakthrough in algorithm technology is one thing, but investing in the necessary hardware is where the real cost lies."

"Alright, thank you, Li. I will book a flight immediately, I should be able to reach Xilin by tonight."