Chapter 872

It has to be said that Wang Zhengfei is a very smart businessman.

Although he didn't want to bargain with the landboat, he was ready to open his mouth when he caught some unusual information from the change of landboat's expression.

And this unusual information seems to indicate that landship is not eager to cooperate with them, but is ready to consider cooperation with other domestic semiconductor enterprises.

For example, in terms of volume, it is no less than Hisilicon's Ziguang group.

Almost at that moment, Wang Zhengfei made a decision.

If star technology is allowed to cooperate with Ziguang group or other enterprises in semiconductor industry, the key to the new era of carbon based semiconductors will slip from their hands to their competitors.

If Huawei does not want to miss the era of carbon based chips, it will have to pay a higher price to buy these chips from the semiconductor companies that master the technology. And by then, even though Hayes was still under their absolute control, it was no longer significant.

Haisi is Huawei's basic board. Yes, but if it can't conform to the trend of the times, even if it's important, it will eventually be elevated by the times.

On the surface, they made a compromise, but in fact, it is also a kind of compromise.

Some costs have been paid, but the return from these costs can make Hisilicon semiconductor more powerful, and also make Huawei's products more competitive in the international market

This is far more reliable than keeping a so-called basic disk that may be surpassed or even eliminated at any time when the new era comes

Thinking of this, Wang Zhengfei, who was a little heavy at first, felt quite comfortable.

It's not because of licking academician Lu that I made such a decision.

It's a win-win choice after weighing the advantages and disadvantages!

……

After leaving Jinling by plane, Molina did not return to Princeton immediately, but went back to her hometown of France and started her seven-day holiday.

It's people who need to rest, relax the tight spring in their brain and forget their troubles for a while.

Molina is no exception.

Although for her, her hobbies and her career are overlapped, this great career does not always bring her fun.

Especially in the face of competitive pressure from other scholars

This trip to China can be said to be exhausting.

"Career" one after another on the blow, almost let her begin to doubt life.

If she had not been encouraged by the portrait of Professor Abel hanging in her grandfather's house, she would have given up the idea of becoming a mathematician.

The old man in the Nightgown knocked on the door, pushed open the wooden door of Molina's room, and looked at the granddaughter sitting in front of the desk, a trace of heartache appeared in the old man's eyes.

"Still thinking about that?"

"No, that's when I get back to Princeton," Molina shook her head. "For at least seven days, I don't want to think about any math."

Old man: "your father teaches in Paris Normal University. You haven't seen him for a long time. Why don't you think about going back here?"

"The Princeton environment is more suitable for me," Molina replied without hesitation. "There are so many excellent scholars there. Even a cup of afternoon tea can make a lot of ideological sparks."

The old man advised, "but there are many excellent scholars like Paris Normal University."

"But I don't like Paris. It's full of rubbish now," Molina said, deadpan

What's more, she didn't want to see her father very much.

It's not because of the conflict between father and daughter, it's just because there is not too much emotion. Her father and she are a kind of people who have devoted their whole life to the great cause of mathematics, not only life, but also all feelings.

From a very young age, she lived in the countryside of Paris, grew up in her grandfather's ancestral home, until she got the offer of a full-time boarding school and went to Princeton to complete her university studies.

It can be said that this is the only thing she cares about this place.

Looking at the stubborn expression on the granddaughter's face, the old man opened his mouth, and finally thousands of words turned into a sigh.

"Well My granddaughter, anyway, I hope you have a happy life. In fact, mathematics is not all you have. "

"Maybe," Molina looked at the picture of Abel on the wall of her eyes, "but in my opinion, it's all I have. At least he accompanied me through my childhood, I want to do something For example, fulfill your unfinished obligations. "

Hearing this, the old man's eyes flashed a trace of pain.

Holding on to the wall, he went to the sofa and sat down. He sighed softly and said in a persuasive tone.

"Some things need talent, especially in the field of art Even painters from the same school can see different worlds in their eyes, and the world under their brush is even different. In my understanding, mathematics is like an art. My dear granddaughter, can you understand what I mean? ""I don't understand," said Molina, shaking her head and looking up at the picture on the wall, a trace of confusion in her eyes. "I don't understand why, since I'm Abel's descendant, I can't share even a little of his wisdom."

Looking at Molina struggling in the whirlpool, the old man's expression hesitated.

"Molina, there's one thing I've been a little hesitant. Do you want to know? "

"What is it?"

He opened his mouth, and the turbid pupils appeared. The old man finally shook his head and said nothing.

"Forget it, or not."

Molina: "..."

……

The seven-day holiday passed quickly.

Feeling that she had recovered from the shock, Molina was on her way back to Princeton. When she got off the plane at New York airport and got on the taxi to Princeton, she turned on her mobile phone and landed in arXiv and looked.

A lot of preprints of ε numerical proof are hung on it. It seems that some people have pushed ε to less than one in 10000, regardless of whether these unpublished papers are published or not.

It has been a considerable progress to reduce one in 60 million to one in 10000 in seven days.

The critical zone is approaching to the terminal line step by step. Because of the appearance of the hyperelliptic curve analysis method, this research idea, which has been deposited for a century and is not favored by anyone, even has the trend of overtaking the research idea of the critical line.

Thinking of this, Molina's heart can not help but extend a sense of urgency.

Although I don't want to admit that it took only one month for Lu Zhou to leave behind her achievements of years of research and development, I have to admit that the "hyperelliptic curve analysis method" he put out has really been outstanding and has affected the whole analytic mathematics circle

Although there are different ways to explore Riemann's conjecture, it's better to study his paper

Molina convinced herself that she just wanted to know what her opponent had done. Even though his research results were excellent, she did not intend to give up the proof of the direction of frontline.

Well, it's just a study

After returning to Princeton, she left her luggage in the dorm without even a second's rest, so Molina got up and went to the library not far from the dorm to find the activity room she and Vera applied for from the school.

However, just after she pushed the door into the activity room, she was stunned to see Vera.

“…… What's the matter with you? "

I saw that white face was full of unnatural paleness at the moment, and the long blonde hair seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, with a lot of luster missing. Compared with the time when she left Princeton, she was like a dying Narcissus, haggard and distressing.

Noticing Molina, Vera squeezed a weak smile out of her face.

"It's OK. I just have a cold."

Though it was a soothing tone, it was not at all reassuring.

Without saying a word, Molina grabbed the delicate shoulder with her hands and bent down to rest her forehead on it.

Feeling the heat from her forehead, her heart trembled a little, and she immediately straightened up.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, I've already seen it," said Vera, with some sick red clouds on her cheek, avoiding Molina's serious eyes and looking aside. "The doctor prescribed me some medicine It'll get better soon. "

With a suspicious look, Molina released her hand on Willa's shoulder.

"Really?"

"Well."

As she spoke, Vera felt her throat itchy, so she took out a tissue from the table and covered her mouth and coughed a few times.

However, at this time, I don't know if it's an illusion, but Molina suddenly caught a glimpse with her spare light. She threw it into the paper basket with a trace of light red.

Is she really OK?

Molina's fears grew stronger.

Not only in the position of collaborators, they have been very close friends since last year.

It seems that she doesn't want to let Molina worry about herself too much. Vera squeezes out a comforting smile from her face.

"Let me put my business aside and tell you what you saw in Jinling."

Molina opened her mouth and remained silent for a while. Finally, she compromised under the gentle gaze, sighed and said.

“…… Which part do you want to listen to? "

There was a flash of shyness in the little girl's face.

"Of course It's about him. "

"After so many years away from Princeton, how is he doing?"