I am devoted to scientific research, but you want to trick me into having a love relationship?

Chapter 702 Shall we try something new?

Meanwhile, in an apartment near the research institute.

"Okay, don't worry, I've already eaten."

Zheng Xu poured himself a glass of water and was on the phone with his wife, who was far away in Guangdong Province.

Across from her, Wu Jiali paused, turned to look at her daughter, and suddenly said, "I want to resign."

"Resign?"

Wu Jiali hummed in agreement, "I'd like to try coming to Kyoto."

"Have you thought about it?"

Zheng Xu asked in a deep voice.

For middle-aged people, leaving a place where they have lived for decades and starting over in a new city is not an easy thing.

"Ah."

Wu Jiali nodded. In fact, she had had this idea a long time ago, but Zheng Xu was not stable at the time. If she had gone there, she would have faced great pressure from both of them.

"Okay, I'll come pick you up."

Zheng Xu smiled.

He would fly back twice a month, but the cold stove and empty pot were nothing compared to the comfort of a warm bed with his wife and children.

Look at Professor Xu, how comfortable the young couple is living.

As for her daughter, employees of the Kyoto Materials Research Institute have special benefits, so her education is not a problem.

"As for work, I'd like to try Zero Point Technology, but I don't know if I can get in."

I believe you can.

Zheng Xu reassured her that his wife was a PhD from Stanford Business School and had over ten years of work experience. Although Lingdian Technology had high requirements, getting hired wouldn't be a problem.

The two chatted for half an hour.

hang up the phone.

Zheng Xu stood by the window, feeling more relaxed than ever before, or rather, full of anticipation for the future.

"Now that Carrie and the others are coming, we should make some preparations."

"Let's keep the house in Guangdong Province for now, we can use it during holidays."

Although the apartment provided by my work unit is comfortable, it's not really mine. Since my wife and kids are coming to live here, I still need to have my own place to stay.

Only by owning a house can one truly be considered to have settled down.

As for money, there's no need to worry for now. With the final bonus and various allowances this year, he probably has an income of close to ten million.

Hey~
The vibration of his phone pulled Zheng Xu back to reality.

Xu Qingzhou's Nobel Prize win has kept him incredibly busy, and his former subordinates have also appeared in the news several times.

Many friends I hadn't been in touch with much before called me.

He was too lazy to answer many of them.

But this time it was different; it was one of his closest friends, Tian Shangyong.

Tian Shangyong said, "Old Zheng, congratulations."

Zheng Xu smiled and said helplessly, "What's there to congratulate me on? It's not like I won the Nobel Prize."

"Don't be modest. I've seen you in the news several times. Hard work pays off. It wasn't easy to achieve your current success. To be honest, when it comes to vision, I'm not as good as you."

Tian Shangyong sighed.

When Zheng Xu planned to resign from Sun Yat-sen University and join Xu Qingzhou's team, he tried to dissuade him several times.

He left his prestigious university for a newly established research institute, starting from scratch.

Well, it's not exactly poor, but at least they've poured in over three billion yuan.

But Xu Qingzhou was ultimately too young.

They're over forty years old, yet they still have to work for a twenty-four-year-old.

But now, all he can say is, "It smells so good!"

A Nobel laureate like him has a bright future under the guidance of such a big shot.

Don't underestimate the weight of Nobel laureates, especially those from China. If they're willing, the government and society will definitely pour money into them.

As a key figure, Zheng Xu also doesn't need to worry about funding.

Moreover, the patents for lithium dendrites and batteries alone can bring the research institute hundreds of billions in revenue. Overall, there is no shortage of funding.

"I was just lucky."

Zheng Xu was also somewhat moved.

"Luck is one aspect, but whether you can seize the opportunity is another."

The courage Zheng Xu had to leave his job of many years and go to distant Kyoto is admirable.

Xishan No. 1 Courtyard.

The two young people had finished showering and were resting on the sofa.

Across from me, the TV was showing Stephen Chow's old movie "Kung Fu Hustle".

Song Yao nestled in Xu Qingzhou's arms, chatting with Ding Jiahui. The two were making plans to go shopping together on the weekend.

"Saturday, let's go shopping, do you want to come?"

"Don't go."

Xu Qingzhou refused, "I finally get a break, I just want to stay at home and be a good-for-nothing who does nothing."

Song Yao pursed her lips. Xu Qingzhou and Guo Ziyang weren't going; it was their girls' gathering.

She adjusted to a comfortable position, continued lying down, drank some wine, and the two hugged each other. She kept trying to rub against Xu Qingzhou.

Xu Qingzhou played with Song Yao's hair, feeling the girl's fragrant and soft body, and said, "However, I really forgot something."

Song Yao stopped typing and didn't say anything, feeling that this guy was definitely going to say something inappropriate.

Xu Qingzhou continued, "I've won such a big award, don't you have any reward or anything?"

As expected, Song Yao's gaze darkened, and she realized she hadn't misjudged him. She asked in a low voice, "What kind of reward do you want?"

“Your evening gown is actually quite beautiful tonight.” Xu Qingzhou’s gaze drifted to the evening gown draped over the sofa.

"You want to wear it?"

Song Yao looked at Xu Qingzhou with complicated emotions.

Oh no, my husband is getting more and more perverted.

"."

I mean we can.

"No."

Before Xu Qingzhou could finish speaking, Song Yao rejected his suggestion.

"Why not give it a try?" It would be really interesting if the aloof, dignified, and elegant Song, the school beauty, could start whining.

"This dress is very expensive, Xu Qingzhou. *sobs*"

Xu Qingzhou was busy with social engagements for a while. As the dinner party ended and the excitement finally subsided, he quickly threw himself into his busy work, working overtime in the research institute's laboratory, hoping to completely solve the multi-physics coupling instability in the magnet integration process.

And on October 17th, the latest test results came out.

The seminar room.

Xu Qingzhou, Academician Ren Nan, and others began to examine the irradiation damage. They had already analyzed the microstructure images of the irradiated material using electron microscopy and extracted the corresponding topological features.

“You use Latin hypercube sampling to optimize the combination of irradiation parameters, reducing trial and error costs. In addition, a piecewise regression model can be added here.”

Xu Qingzhou said to Xue Ziqiao, the head of the mathematics group on one side.

“Okay, I’ll have them finish it as soon as possible,” said Xue Ziqiao from the math group.

"Old Zheng, you need to do a material performance degradation analysis after neutron irradiation."

Zheng Xu nodded: "Okay, I suggest we do another technical integration to allow the magnet group and the plasma group to work together to optimize the magnetic field configuration."

"Hmm, that works. I'll go check next door."

Xu Qingzhou changed into a white lab coat and went directly to the adjacent laboratory to analyze the microstructure images of the irradiated materials.

Xue Ziqiao tidied up his calculation manuscript and sighed, "Tsk tsk, Professor Xu just won the Nobel Prize and hasn't even taken a break. He's already back to doing experiments."

"That's what I admire most about Professor Xu," Zheng Xu remarked.

"This kid is more composed than this old man," Ren Nanyuan couldn't help but say.

He won such a big award, yet he acts like nothing happened, spending all his time in the lab with researchers. What a mindset!
"Alright, let's get to work."

"Open, open, open."

(End of this chapter)