Kori Durant subconsciously took the manuscript passed over by his mentor.
The events that had just occurred and the words his mentor said had indeed given him a tremendous shock.
So, having the right to speak really could make things so simple?
"And if they don't yield?" Kori Durant could not help but ask.
Hearing this question, Ackerman Konietz laughed.
But he still patiently explained, "Where's your confidence, Kori? You should know that your mentor, namely me, and my friends are the reviewers for the top journals in this field. How many top journals do you think there are for mathematics? If you wish, we can even hold up this paper indefinitely."
"If they want to publish in a journal with enough weight, they will have to compromise in the end. Unless they bypass this field or submit to journals with lower impact factors. But it doesn't matter because whatever they choose, it means they have no say or influence in this field, as their findings will never get a chance to be discussed on a mainstream platform!
"But the people from Huaxia are clever. They know what will happen if they resist and will try their best to avoid it. Understand? This is the reality! It's also why I have always had strict requirements for each and every one of my students. Think about what will happen if in the future we not only fail to gain more speaking rights but also lose the power we currently have!
So I hope that after today you will work even harder, got it?"
Kori Durant nodded thoughtfully and replied, "I understand, Mr. Konett."
Seeing the enlightened look on his student's face, Ackerman Konietz showed a pleased smile.
It was good to have reached his most proud student.
However, when Kori Durant turned to leave, he still called out to his prized protégé, "One more thing, Kori. Forget all about this once you pass through that door. Just remember what you need to do, that's enough. It's a trivial matter, really, but neither I nor my friends will acknowledge it in any other situation, as it never happened. Do you understand?"
Kori Durant quickly showed off his talent. As he turned his head to look at his mentor, he had already put on a puzzled face, "No, Mr. Konett. What did you just say to me? Oh, my apologies, I was lost in thought and didn't hear any instructions from you today."
"Right, print me another copy of the paper later."
"Certainly, Mr. Konett."
Ackerman Konietz waved his hand with a smile, signaling for Kori Durant to hurry off.
Ah... Youth is wonderful, too bad you can't go back.
Watching Kori Durant run out excitedly, Ackerman Konett then calmly picked up another manuscript lying to the side and began reading.
This was about internal competition.
After all, the pressure from his colleagues at Princeton was still significant.
...
In Xilin City, at Datang Impression Restaurant, in the Xuanwu Box.
The table was neatly arranged with ten dishes.
After all, in the business world, success was never guaranteed by just practicing Inner Strength.
Wearing countless masks and seeing through them was one of the essential skills one needed to cultivate in the business world.
"Chengcheng, this child, sigh..." Su Lixing said with a wry smile, shaking his head at Li Jiangao with a helpless look.
"This..." Li Jiangao thought for a moment, then still said, "Mr. Su, don't think I'm overstepping our acquaintance, but Qiao Ze's future achievements are limitless."
"I believe that. Mu Cheng has always liked to play with smart people since she was young. She chose to study at the School of Mathematics as a girl because she idolized a mathematics professor from Yanbei University she saw on Douyin! She said she wanted to learn from her idol. You don't know, but in her second year of high school, she insisted I take her to the Capital.
She didn't want to go out and play but stayed in a hotel near Yanbei University, just walking around the university campus every day. She said she wanted to see that professor in person, to get an autograph...sigh..."
Hearing this, Li Jiangao laughed and replied, "I know who you're talking about. Professor Lu is indeed a genius mathematician, but I guarantee that in three to five years at most, Qiao Ze's accomplishments will far exceed Professor Lu. It's just that Qiao Ze is even less articulate than that professor. It seems to be a common problem."
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Su Lixing's mind stirred and he asked, "It seems that Professor Li really has high hopes for Qiao Ze. By the way, how did you get to know each other?"
Li Jiangao smiled and didn't hide anything, recounting the series of events that had occurred in Xingcheng.
Of course, he didn't go into such detail with someone outside the field.
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Of course, the focus of his description was on the professors from several universities trying to recruit Qiao Ze.
After simply recounting the experience in Xingcheng, Li Jiangao thought of the phone call that had kept him up the night before and ended with a smile, saying, "Speaking of Yanbei University, they've also heard about Qiao Ze now. Yesterday, a professor from the Yanbei International Mathematics Research Institute specially inquired about Qiao Ze."
"Is that so?" After listening to Li Jiangao's description, Su Lixing subconsciously glanced several times at the still very silent Qiao Ze, his impression seemingly having changed.
Li Jiangao just smiled and did not add anything else.
He had already said enough for today.
As for whether the two kids would truly succeed in the future, that was something no one could say for certain right now.
But Li Jiangao was quite optimistic about the pair; one was a bit dull and the other lively and cute, complementing each other nicely.
The key was, he subconsciously hoped that Qiao Ze could live a normal life.
That was also why he was willing to talk so much to Su Lixing.
At this moment, the mobile phone on the table vibrated several times in succession.
Li Jiangao put down his chopsticks, opened the phone, and looked at the title of the new email that had popped up in his internal mailbox. He frowned slightly, but quickly got his emotions under control and put the phone back on the table.
Somewhat disappointed...
Things indeed never went as smoothly as expected.