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"Hmm, do you need me to arrange for a car to pick you up?"

"No need, I'll make my own way to the school."

"Okay, then I'll hang up now, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

When the busy tone came through the receiver, Li Jiangao handed the mobile phone to Su Mucheng.

"Is there anything else, Uncle Li?"

"No, nothing else." Li Jiangao nodded.

"Oh, then I'm off to find Qiao Ze." After saying that, Su Mucheng stood up, looking as if she didn't have a single worry in her heart and left.

This filled Li Jiangao with immense envy.

Some people are just natural winners, where the hell do you go to reason with that?

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Lin Hai City.

Su Lixing sat in front of his desk, staring blankly for at least a minute before he casually pressed a button on the desk.

Soon his personal secretary, Zhang Cheng, entered through the door.

"Let's go, first arrange for a car to take me home to get some things, while you book two tickets to Xilin on the way. I might need to stay in Xilin for a few days."

"Okay, Mr. Su. Is this specifically to bring Chengzi back?"

"Hmm... if I told you that the kid Chengzi took a liking to this month made several billion, would you believe it?"

"This... Mr. Su, you're joking, right?"

"See, you can't believe it either, so I have to go there myself and see if it's true. On the other hand, a vice professor from a top university shouldn't just jest about this sort of thing with me, right?"

"Ah? It was Professor Li who said so? If that's true... then that kid made several Licheng Softwares in a month?"

Su Lixing glared at Zhang Cheng.

He hadn't previously realized that his secretary was so inept at conversation!

What is this, anyway?

His more than ten years of effort is not as good as what a young boy makes casually in a month?

Can a genius really be so unreasonable?

Speaking of which, he shouldn't really be outdone by a young boy, should he?

But on second thought, Su Lixing felt he had to admit, if this were true, was his daughter Cheng really that insightful?

His feelings suddenly became more complicated.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to hope that this was true or not.

"Stop talking rubbish! We'll find out if it's true when we see it. Huh... if it's true... damn..."

Su Lixing uncharacteristically cursed.

Zhang Cheng stared blankly at his boss, who was always so refined and elegant.

He could understand Su Lixing's feelings at this moment.

Because he felt like cursing too.

How the hell is this possible?!

"Right, if it's true, could it be unrelated to the school?" Zhang Cheng suddenly asked.

"Hmm?" Su Lixing was somewhat puzzled, nearly reached for his phone to inquire about the situation but held back.

"Let's go to Xilin first and talk about it. This whole thing feels pretty strange."

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United States, Duke University, Duke Mathematical Journal Editorial Office.

When Laurent Lane opened his email, he saw a reply right away.

He was surprised.

Because this email was a peer review response.

The paper had only been sent to Professor Sumant Jair at the University of California, Berkeley Branch just before closing the previous day, and the professor was an expert highly esteemed in both mathematics and computer science fields.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Although the professor was known in the academic community for his explosive temper, quick review pace, and penchant for biting comments, the review this time was exceptionally fast.

He clicked on the email subconsciously, and the counterpart's comments… no, it was a lengthy rant that immediately caught Laurent Lane's eye.

"I'm really curious to find out what happened that led to the same paper appearing twice in my inbox within a month. So I checked the source of the messages and realized that the previous one was from 'Pure and Applied Mathematics Communications' and this one is from 'Duke Mathematical Journal.' Do you know? I am truly baffled.

I've always thought Carl from the Coran Institute was a very discerning editor, but clearly, he's missed the mark this time!

Believe me, his rejection of this manuscript was a foolish decision. In fact, in my view, this is the most outstanding mathematical paper of the past decade. It has inspired me greatly, offering numerous fresh ideas about the mathematical understanding of artificial intelligence. So my review is the same as last time—this article should be published immediately, with no delay!

I hope you won't start to go selectively blind like those folks at New York University."

By the way, the actions of 'Pure and Applied Mathematics Communications' have reinforced my opinion about New York University. That place, like a nouveau riche, lacks an independent research spirit. I don't understand why so many students apply to that university. Seriously, you should publish this paper right away, and put it on the front page.

Then perhaps in two months, I can visit New York University and invite their editor Carl for a drink. I'd ask him directly what he was thinking at that time and enjoy his embarrassed and pissed-off expression up close. If you could give me that opportunity, it would be a win-win.

And why am I so confident! Ha, you'll never believe it, but I've also received another review invitation that proves the research team working on this subject has already made preliminary progress on the model's foundational design. Although I don't know which stage they have reached, there is ample evidence to show this theory's correctness and advancement.

As you read this, let's raise our hands together in celebration that the editors and chief editor of 'Pure and Applied Mathematics Communications,' with their unmatched stockpile of talent, have missed a groundbreaking mathematical paper that could have changed the world of artificial intelligence. Without a doubt, this is a foundational paper.

I could have used some means to find out the paper's authors beforehand, but I chose to wait.

I hope to see which team had such insight, once this paper is formally published. But annoyingly, you're a bimonthly publication. So here is another suggestion: release it online right away, right on the front page. I have a feeling this paper will boost your impact factor by at least one point next year."

Having read Sumant Jair's remarks, Laurent Lane almost reflexively forwarded the reply directly to chief editor Joe Berner.

After all, this was the first time he had seen Sumant's sharp-tongued side diverted towards an editorial office rather than the paper itself, to which he was very complimentary.

And as the chief editor of the journal, he indeed had the authority to make an immediate decision about the publication of the paper, even if not all the reviewers had completed their reviews.

He didn't have to wait long; the chief editor of the editorial office soon stood in front of the glass door to his office and waved at him.

Laurent immediately got up and walked into the chief editor's office.

"Sumant's assessment is very interesting. By the way, which reviewers did you assign to this paper?"

"Professor Ken from Yale University, Professor Ballet from Brown University, and Professor Xuelun from the Minnesota Institute of Applied Mathematics."

"I see... take the initiative to follow up, and you may call to push them a little. Once one more reviewer confirms the paper can be published, inform me at once, then arrange the online publication."

"Of course, but..."

"Haha, there are no buts. We should give Sumant this chance, shouldn't we? After Sumant invites Carl for a drink at New York University, I also want to invite Sumant for a drink, to hear firsthand what color Carl turned. it must be amusing."

"Well, okay, I'll get back to you as soon as possible. By the way, it would be perfect if you could bring me along.

"Haha, no problem! Now, go back to work."

...

Huaxia, Xilin.

When Su Lixing stepped off the plane and rushed to Xilin University of Technology, it was already nine in the evening.

After exiting the taxi at the location provided by WeChat navigation, Su Lixing made a call to Li Jiangao.

"Oh, Su, you've arrived? Wait for me at the entrance to the community, I'll come to get you."

After hanging up, Su Lixing stood at the entrance of the Xiyuan residence and scanned the surroundings.

An old community.

It was hard to imagine that such a significant project was being carried out in this modest neighborhood.

He had thought it would be inside a lab building at the university.

But soon, Li Jiangao appeared in his view.

However, he didn't see Su Mucheng alongside Li Jian Gao; instead, there was a somewhat familiar middle-aged man...

Wait a minute?!

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