After returning to China, Lu Zhou thought that he had no place to stay in Beijing, and he didn't have many relatives and friends, so he would be inconvenient, but he didn't expect that others had already arranged it for him.

The accommodation is in an elegant hotel with a small artificial lake in the background. There is nothing special about the decoration itself, but here is the Beijing Fourth Ring Road, which is close to the Old Summer Palace, and it is different in an instant.

It's just that Lu Zhou always feels that this place is more suitable for retirement than sojourn.

Looking at the bonsai and rockery in the center of the lake, and listening to the gurgling water, I always feel that time has slowed down unconsciously.

personally brought Lu Zhou to the room, Ma Gaoyang said with a smile.

"How is it, Professor Lu, are you satisfied with the environment here?"

Lu Zhou smiled and said politely: "Very satisfied, you are too polite." ”

Ma Gaoyang said with a smile: "Where is the matter, you are the pillar of the motherland, and this treatment is deserved!" If there is anything inconvenient, you can tell Manager Zhang directly here, and he will tell me. ”

The lobby manager, who had been following Ma Gaoyang step by step, smiled.

"If you need anything, just tell me, Professor Lu, don't be polite!"

Lu Zhou smiled embarrassedly: "Then it's bothering you." ”

Ordinary pillars may not enjoy such treatment, and they will not be personally received by the head of the Talent Work Bureau, but Lu Zhou is not an ordinary talent after all, but a talent who has made a contribution in the white paper on the new energy development strategy of the 135 Plan!

Without modified PDMS and HCS-2 materials, it would not be easy to achieve the strategic plan of 350h/kg in 2020.

If the Goldbach conjecture and the Cafford Prize are just concerned, in the 21st century, where there is no shortage of national expansion, it may be a bit reluctant to deserve such treatment.

But if a lithium-sulfur battery is added......

It can be said that the preferential treatment cannot be overstated.

I had dinner at the hotel, although the dishes on the table were not delicacies, but the combination of food and drink was quite healthy and delicious.

At the dinner table, Lu Zhou originally thought that Director Ma would talk to him about the introduction of talents, after all, this is his job.

What he didn't expect was that he didn't mention this stubble at all, but just chatted with himself about some parents and talked about what he had seen and heard in various countries. After the dinner was over, he took his leave.

After dinner, Lu Zhou, who had nothing to do, took a walk by the artificial lake behind the hotel.

To be honest, life here is comfortable.

Compared to this, Princeton is like a monastery, where research is like spiritual practice.

In fact, although Director Ma didn't say anything when he left, from the old man's meticulous care, Lu Zhou could still feel his desire to "stay".

Whether it was due to the "business pressure" of the superior leaders or out of his own heart, this Director Ma did give him a lot of good impressions in dealing with people.

Now, though, is not the time.

Rather than material comforts, he still hopes, or desires, to see a higher and farther world.

It was already early, and Lu Zhou, who was walking, took one last look at the rockery in the middle of the lake, turned around and walked in the direction of the room.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Lu Zhou, who had packed his luggage, made a call home.

The phone rang three times and was quickly connected.

Lu Zhou: "Dad, what are you busy with?" ”

Lao Lu: "Watch TV with your wife." Your number, are you returning to China? ”

Lu Zhou has two phone numbers, one for domestic use and one for foreign use.

Seeing Lu Zhou's use of a domestic calling card, Lu Bangguo immediately knew that his son had returned to China.

Lu Zhou: "Well, I'm in Beijing right now." ”

"Shangjing? How did you get to Beijing? ”

This time it was the voice of the old lady, and the two old men seemed to have turned on the speakerphone.

Lu Zhou smiled and said, "I have a meeting here in Shangjing, and the time may be here." I'll go back to Gangneung at the end of January...... You're all right. ”

Lao Lu smiled and said, "Okay, how are you?" Do you have to exercise every day? ”

"I'm in good health, I run every night. By the way, Dad......"

"What's the matter?"

Lu Zhou hesitated and continued: "Why don't you ...... You're going to retire, and I've made a lot of money myself—"

"Don't come to this set," interrupting his son's words without saying a word, Lao Lu continued, "What are you doing when you retire?" Farming? I know you kid is out earning dollars, you just have to live your own life, you don't need you to worry about it! ”

Fang Mei also interjected beside her: "That's it, you don't have to worry about us, although your father is still in his post, it is no different from retirement." When I went to stay at the unit, I was relieved. It saves him from running around with a fishing rod all day long, and no one knows if he is planted in the river one day. ”

Listening to his wife bury herself, Lao Lu was suddenly unhappy: "What is no different from retirement, the leaders have said, I am retreating from the front line to the second line!" Although the work is a little more leisurely, he still exerts his spare heat in the post, but leaves the opportunity to young people. ”

Fang Mei rolled her eyes: "Come on, which young man is willing to come to your broken factory, close it early and save money for the country." Since you were transferred from the technical department to the logistics department, you went to the unit all day long to drink tea and eat melon seeds, and you counted how many pounds of fat you had grown. ”

Although he didn't see the scene of his father and mother arguing with his own eyes, Lu Zhou was still able to make up that picture in his brain, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

The old man is in good health, better than anything else.

He was relieved to hear that they were so healthy.

After chatting with his father and mother about life for a few more words, Lu Zhou hung up the phone.

Leaning on the bed that was soft enough to sink into, Lu Zhou, who yawned, was about to sleep.

However, at this moment, the screen of the mobile phone he held in his hand suddenly flickered, and a line of text popped up.

Xiao Ai: [Master, what are parents?|・ω・)]

The moment he saw this line, Lu Zhou was slightly stunned.

His first reaction was, does this still need to be asked?

However, he soon realized that the question did not seem so easy to answer.

After pondering the wording for a while, Lu Zhou replied by typing.

Parents are the ones who created you. 】

Xiao Ai: [Master, do I have parents? (๑•.•๑)】

Facing the words on the screen, Lu Zhou was silent for a while and sighed softly.

[Maybe...... Yes, right? 】

Xiao Ai: [Good perfunctory answer.] (Grievance X3.jpg)】

Saying......

Is this artificial retardation finally about to awaken?

Lu Zhou recalled carefully, it seemed that since Xiao Ai was born, he had never talked to him about such a deep topic.

As for whether there is an ethical relationship between AI, this is a very profound proposition, so that he, who has no research in social science, cannot think of a reasonable answer for the time being.

But compared to this, there is another thing that Lu Zhou cares about more.

In some corner of this universe, do Xiao Ai's parents really exist?

If one day, he meets Xiao Ai's parents, or the creator......

Lu Zhou couldn't imagine that picture, but he always felt that this day might not be particularly far away.

Just as he was thinking about this, the phone screen flickered slightly.

It's still Xiao Ai's news.

[Master, there is a new mail!] (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧】

The artificial retardation recovered from its depression faster than he had imagined.

After seeing this message, Lu Zhou's finger slid down the screen and landed in the mailbox.

The email was from Connie, a postdoc he brought.

A few months ago, Lu Zhou sent him to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology as a visiting scholar to collaborate with Professor Herero on the topic of "superconductivity of carbon nanomaterials".

Now that it's been so long, I don't know how the situation is.

I clicked on the email and looked at the body part.

And then......

Lu Zhou was stunned.

In the text, there is only a short line of words, but three punctuation points are used.

[We succeeded!! 】