Chapter Eighty-Four: Immortals Say Immortals

The crescent moon is like a hook, the shadows of the mountains are abundant, and the occasional blooming fire trees and silver flowers bring a burst of splendor to the quiet winter night in the mountains.

Li Jiade, who has not been at home for four years, has his back to the fire in the mud house, drinking home-brewed rice wine, and pointing his wife to beat the 'three eats and one' in his hometown.

Xiao Wu still has a vision, and he didn't tear down this mud house, otherwise it would be difficult to bake an open fire. The small villa made in the house is beautiful, but it is uncomfortable in winter, even if the air conditioner is turned on, it is uncomfortable, how can there be a firewood to bake the fire? However, the fire is comfortable, and there are a lot of troubles.

You Xiaohong, who was playing poker with her cousin, had something to find her cousin, but seeing that he was very busy, it was hard to say, so she could only ask Li Jiade when her cousin was free.

Li Jiade is a gentleman, and he knows a little about his sister-in-law, so he excuses his brother: "I don't know, his subject is to grab time, and whoever produces results first will win." I heard him say that Harvard and Wharton are all researching in several schools, and it is estimated that the progress is about the same, and he just took advantage of the first publication of a paper. ”

The stout hairy stone and the thin dog were simmering sweet potatoes, and when they heard the fairy-like Li Jiade say this, they couldn't help but smack their tongues. If Jiaming is allowed to take the lead, there will be an assistant professor in the room if he talks less! An assistant professor at Stanford is equivalent to an associate professor at Peking University if he talks less, right?

Qiao Qiao, who swept the concubines with good luck, said enviously while looking for change: "Associate professor? Oh no, that guy will be an associate professor as soon as he graduates, and he will get a tenured teaching position!"

Li Guihua, who is interested in studying abroad, knows how difficult it is to teach in American universities, but he doesn't know the specific situation of business schools, so he is curious: "Fourth sister-in-law, can Jiaming's brother become an associate professor as soon as he graduates?"

"It's very likely that their business school is different from other colleges, and the student is going to go to Wall Street, big companies, and he is a successful entrepreneur with excellent academic ability. When he graduated with a Ph.D., if Stanford couldn't hire him out of the ordinary, Harvard and Wharton would definitely come to grab people. ”

Li Jiade, who drank the hot rice wine, also nodded and agreed: "American universities are different from those in China. Associate professor is promoted to full professor, and the opinion of students is very important, and this guy can be promoted to professor in two or three years. When the time comes, we will open the ancestral hall in our house again!"

The people who roasted the fire and played cards in the mud kitchen were all people who looked up to Li Jiade before, and they all regarded this genius as a god since childhood. Now that they heard the gods say this, Mao Yan and a few of them who were shoveling the fire sighed. Growing up with a bare buttocks, a small frame in three days and a large frame in five days, I never thought that Jiaming would not only become the richest man, but also become a professor in a world-famous university.

Immortals! Jiaming has also become a fairy!

When the brazier was ready, Mao Ling and a few of them moved the brazier to Li Jiaming's study, and then went to the downstairs room to play cards, drink, and chat quietly, without affecting the gods upstairs to do business.

In their words, this mud house is a blessed land, and if you play here, you can get Li Jiaming's blessings. Mao Tong, who has graduated from college and has a successful career, also feels that this is a blessed land, more than ten years ago, how could he have imagined that he would have a mountain boy today?

"Mao Ling, Hong Ling, don't you regret it? I used to call you to study with us, but you didn't listen, and you went to our house to serve a bowl to eat, and took chopsticks to pick up meat. ”

Mao Yan's teasing made Hong Yan angry: "Don't talk about it, I'm not that fast." I'm still good, but I'm even worse than me, have I eaten sand for six years or seven years?"

As soon as he mentioned suing him, Mao Yan hurriedly asked Mao Ling, who had just returned from a trip over there, "Mao Ling, what the hell is going on with him, and he doesn't want to come back?"

Mao Ling, who had always looked down on Su Yan before, shook his head, motioned to Hong Yan to close the door, and whispered: "It's not that I don't want to come back, but I'm embarrassed to come back." After being a soldier for six or seven years, except for joining the party and buying a third-class merit, I didn't get any of them, so what's so embarrassing?"

What should I do? Jiaming had an explanation at the beginning, and he wanted to help him start a family, but now that he doesn't come back, how can he help?

If Li Jiaming hadn't explained this matter, Mao Yan and they wouldn't have wanted to care about it at all, but if they had an explanation and Mao Yan asked again, they had to take care of it. If Li Jiaming asked about this, everyone's face would be lost.

"Forget it, those who can't get up to the wall are afraid of death if they have the opportunity to make meritorious contributions. Anyway, I'm going to come back sooner or later, and when the time comes, I'll help him get a job, and I'll give him two more storefronts, and life will be passable. ”

"I'll pay for it".

Mao Ling, who wanted to save face and knew his nature, waved his hand, shook his head and said, "Don't, you don't know him? ”

"It's okay"

A group of people were drinking and chatting, but Li Jiaming upstairs was racking his brains, thinking about how to turn his views into credible words.

Doing academic work is not so simple, even if Li Jiaming can determine the future from memory, and then find the basis from reality, so what? There are so many facts in reality, and countless possibilities can be deduced from those facts, how to eliminate those impossible and countless possibilities, and establish which one or several possibilities will happen?

Originally, according to his original idea, he could find two or three assistants to help him do it. But after talking to the classmates in the hospital, Li Jiaming immediately gave up that plan. Those doctors with superior IQs are more skeptical than the other, and instead of explaining and arguing with them, it is better to do it yourself, at least you can save countless verbal work.

This is a job of fighting for speed, so many people are researching, how can we afford to delay the most precious time? Anyway, in the academic circle, only the harvest is not about hard work. As long as the correct conclusion is reached, even if it is controversial, as long as it can be proven in the future, it is considered that you have won. Even if there are flaws in your derivation process, someone will help you improve it.

But how can the question be so simple, many things affect the whole body, and it seems to be a definite future, how many objective factors are involved? How many possibilities can be derived from a deduced conclusion?

I don't know how long it took, but finally ruled out a possibility with data and reasoning, and Li Jiaming, who was dizzy, got up and went outside to breathe.

The cards downstairs have long since dispersed, and only Mao Yan and a few of them are still roasting the fire and chatting.

"What are you talking about?"

"Hehe, let's talk about it, Mao Yan said that you will not make money, if he has so much money from you, he will buy a few planes. ”

Hehe, that thing is now the standard for the super-rich in China, from Gulfstream business jets to business helicopters, people have bought them. But he, who is known as the richest man, didn't even buy a yacht.

I don't know what those people think, the domestic air traffic control is so strict, the plane takes off and lands once you have to apply a few days in advance, it is better to take a civil aircraft.

"Do you burn it, don't you have money, and still keep the cubs?"

Li Jiaming, who was being scalded by simmering sweet potatoes, was stunned, yes, read dead books, read dead books, read and read to become a pig. After staying in school for a long time, he has become a pig, and he will not use any money. Recruit two or three PhDs, each of them will give a salary of tens of thousands of dollars, and then improve it according to his own ideas, no better than doing it alone? Take his own salary, he is their boss, how can he use it to explain to them?