They're already in university, and the primary school system is only just starting out?

Chapter 90 might be a bit difficult.

(4,000 words, two combined)

As Chen Lin left the seal-making shop, looking at the heavy seal box in his hand, he felt a sense of unreality for the first time.

It felt like a dream.

So, does that mean I'm now a company employee?

However, Huang Yiyi didn't give him much time to reflect.

She glanced at her watch and immediately said, "Let's go, Mr. Chen, let's go to the bank and open a corporate account before lunch break."

With Principal Chang Kai having given prior notice, the bank account opening process went exceptionally smoothly.

The account manager personally received me, and everything went smoothly. In less than an hour, all the procedures were completed.

After leaving the bank, the two went straight to the tax bureau and social security bureau to complete tax registration and open social security accounts.

By the time everything was settled and I walked out of the social security bureau building, it was already past four in the afternoon.

Looking at his assistant, who had been running around with him all day, whose forehead was already beaded with sweat and who hadn't even bothered to fix her makeup, Chen Lin's face was full of admiration, meaning, "You're really great."

So professional, absolutely so professional!

Chen Lin once again felt fortunate to have persuaded Huang Yiyi to join his company.

March 8, 10 am.

Chen Lin was alone in the empty office on the second floor of the co-working space, planning the layout of the office area, when his phone suddenly vibrated twice in his pocket.

He took it out and saw that it contained two WeChat messages that arrived almost simultaneously.

One message came from Huang Yiyi.

[Huang Yiyi: Mr. Chen, I'm on my way to the airport now, going back to Shanghai to complete my resignation procedures. If all goes well, I expect to be back on August 12th, which is next Tuesday, and then I can officially start working here.]

The other one comes from Sun Yu.

[Sun Yu: Mr. Chen! I'm heading back to Shanghai today! The resignation process at our design institute isn't complicated, and I've already discussed it beforehand; it should be completed in three days at most!]

Chen Lin looked at the two messages that popped up on his phone screen almost simultaneously and a smile appeared on his face.

My company is barely started, and the core employees are already so proactive. Not bad at all.

He tapped his finger lightly to reply to the two people.

The message for Huang Yiyi was: "Okay, Ms. Huang, please be careful on your journey. There's no need to rush your resignation procedures; just follow the company's process."

The message to Sun Yu was: 【Understood. No rush. Take care of things in Shanghai first.】

After replying to the message, Chen Lin put his phone back in his pocket, looked around the excessively empty office space, and silently began to make plans in his mind.

Even if the person gets back, it won't be of much use for the time being.

The company is now just an empty shell; there's no business to speak of, and we don't even have a decent desk.

After Huang Yiyi returns, she will at most complete her and Sun Yu's onboarding procedures first, and then she will have to go into standby mode.

Before officially launching operations, there is an even more important and crucial issue that needs to be addressed: securing funding.

I must sit down with the school and Mr. Peng as soon as possible to finalize the three-party investment agreement.

Only with these two injections of funds will the company truly have the capital to start operating.

When Chen Lin thought about funding, he couldn't help but think of his own system.

He was somewhat curious that once the new company accepted the investment from both parties, the "Little Financial Planner's" assets would definitely experience a huge leap.

However, Chen Lin also had a question in his mind.

How does "Little Financial Advisor" value company equity acquired through technology investment? Is it based on the registered capital or the latest market valuation?

The system interface does not provide clear explanations for these issues; we will likely have to wait until the funds are credited to our account to see the specific changes in the numbers.

Chen Lin shook his head, trying to clear these thoughts from his mind that he couldn't answer for the time being.

The most urgent task is to finalize the investment agreement.

He made up his mind that once Huang Yiyi returned next Monday, he would immediately contact Principal Chang and President Peng to formally begin the tripartite talks.

Although President Chang had previously stated that the school's investment was more of a symbolic support, mainly to deeply bind himself with Yannan University.

However, when it comes to real money and equity distribution, Chen Lin still feels more at ease having a professional like Huang Yiyi, who is proficient in law and finance, by his side.

August 11, Monday, 10:8 AM, School of Mathematical Sciences office building.

In Professor Gu Ming's office, the air conditioner was blowing cool air, completely blocking out the scorching heat from outside the window.

He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, sitting upright, his eyes fixed intently on the densely packed document on the computer screen.

It was the first draft of Chen Lin's paper.

These past few days, he has devoted a lot of time to revising this paper.

The more he revised it, the more complicated his feelings became.

On the one hand, from the perspective of writing style, this paper is indeed full of flaws.

The word choice and sentence structure are full of colloquial traces, the logical connections between paragraphs are extremely awkward, and the layout is completely haphazard, showing no trace of the rigorous format that an academic paper should have.

These novice mistakes were so numerous that even Gu Ming, a perfectionist, felt like slamming his fist on the table.

On the other hand, as long as he focuses his attention on the core mathematical content of the paper, every time he sees its meticulous logic...

The impeccable calculation and proof process would always fill him with amazement and admiration.

The feeling was like facing a piece of uncut, exquisite jade.

Although its exterior is rough and unsightly, the brilliance it exudes is enough to dazzle and captivate any knowledgeable person.

He even tried to find even the slightest logical flaw in those core derivations with an almost nitpicky critical eye.

But the result was that he couldn't find any place to start.

The entire process of argumentation and calculation is already extremely complete; adding even one more symbol would be cumbersome, and omitting even one step would make the logic flawed.

This made Gu Ming even more cautious when revising this part than when revising his own thesis.

He had to correct Chen Lin's amateurish writing errors while racking his brains to ensure that his revised sentences retained 100% of their original mathematical meaning, without daring to deviate in the slightest.

"The younger generation is truly formidable, indeed!"

Gu Ming sighed inwardly, took off his glasses, rubbed his sore eyes, and leaned back wearily in his chair.

Just then, the office door creaked open from the outside.

The visitor neither knocked nor gave prior notice.

This slightly rude behavior made Gu Ming frown subconsciously, but when he saw the person's appearance clearly, his furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and a sincere smile even appeared on his face.

The man was about fifty or sixty years old, with hair that was already black with some white, but he was in good spirits and had bright, piercing eyes.

He was wearing a slightly worn white shirt, carrying a cloth bag containing a thermos, and had a warm smile on his face, looking like a friendly old man next door.

Guo Qizhi is the head of the Department of Mathematics at Yennan University.

He and Gu Ming were not only colleagues, but also close friends despite their age difference.

When Gu Ming had just graduated with his PhD from Cambridge, he had the opportunity to stay at the university as a lecturer. It was Guo Qizhi, who was attending an academic conference in the UK at the time, who strongly urged him to return to China to develop his career. He also personally introduced him to President Chang Kai, which led to President Chang Kai's later high regard for Gu Ming.

It can be said that Guo Qizhi was not only Gu Ming's academic senior, but also his mentor in his professional career.

"Xiao Gu, why is your phone off? I've been trying to call you for ages and can't reach you." Guo Qizhi said with a smile as soon as he walked in, his tone as familiar as that of a neighbor visiting.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Director Guo." Gu Ming quickly stood up and explained somewhat embarrassedly, "I've been reading a paper since I got here early this morning, and I was so engrossed in it that I forgot to charge my phone last night, and it turned off automatically without me even noticing."

He smiled, gestured for Guo Qizhi to sit wherever he liked, then leaned back in his chair, took a sip of his coffee, and asked curiously, "Director Guo, did you finish your academic conference?"

Guo Qizhi didn't stand on ceremony. He sat down on the sofa, unscrewed his thermos, took a sip of hot tea, and nodded, saying, "Yeah, this old man is exhausted. The conference in Europe just finished, and I haven't even adjusted to the time difference yet, so I flew directly to Beijing for another conference. It only ended last night, and I came to school first thing this morning."

"Director Guo, you just got back from a meeting in the capital. Why didn't you rest at home? Why did you come to the school today?" Gu Ming said as he got up to pour Guo Qizhi a glass of water from the water dispenser.

Guo Qizhi waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to bother, and took out a thermos from the cloth bag and unscrewed it. A rich aroma of tea instantly filled the office.

"I came here today specifically to see you," Guo Qizhi said, taking a sip of hot tea with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Looking for me?" Gu Ming asked, somewhat puzzled.

"That's right." Guo Qizhi put down his thermos and leaned forward slightly. "A while ago, President Chang sent me a message saying that a student named Chen Lin transferred from the Chinese Language and Literature department and was going to graduate early. You were the one who handled this. I was abroad at the time, and I was thinking of asking you for more details when I got back."

Upon hearing the name "Chen Lin," Gu Ming's expression instantly became somewhat subtle. Just as he was about to speak, Guo Qizhi raised his hand, signaling him not to rush.

"Let me finish speaking first."

Guo Qizhi cleared his throat and continued, "Well, before I even got back, my daughter forwarded me a video saying that a student from our Yannan University had gone viral online. I clicked on it, and wow, it was Chen Lin! He solved a problem right in front of Academician Liang Tianshi at a modeling competition, and he did it so cleanly and efficiently, really giving Yannan University a huge boost in prestige!"

"You thought that was the end of it?" Guo Qizhi's tone was somewhat dramatic. "Not yet! I flew back from Europe and went straight to the capital for a meeting, and guess who I ran into? Feng Yunhai from the Beijing International Center for Mathematical Research!"

As soon as Old Feng saw me arrive, he pulled me aside and showered Chen Lin with praise, saying that this kid was originally favored by Academician Liang and was about to be sent directly to Yanbei, but President Chang intercepted him halfway and kept him here!

At this point, Guo Qizhi finally finished recounting his series of observations.

He looked at Gu Ming with intense gaze and asked, "Gu, you've been in contact with this kid for a while now. What do you think of his skill level? If he's really as amazing as they say, I have an idea."

He paused, then stated his main purpose for coming today: "I want him to participate in the Mathematical Contest in Modeling (MCM) early next year. We have a good relationship with the Software Engineering Department next door, so we can ask them to send a programming expert as well. We'll put together an elite team, prepare well, and try to bring back a zero award for the school! Let's bring more glory to our department and the school!"

Guo Qizhi spoke with great passion, full of beautiful visions for the future.

Of course, there was something else he didn't say. No one would complain about having too many honors. Although Shen Yan had already won a significant "Higher Education Press Cup" for the School of Mathematics with Chen Lin's help, if they could also win an even more prestigious award like the Mathematical Contest in Modeling (MCM) No. 0, their mathematics department would be much more confident in the teaching and research assessment at the end of this year.

However, to his surprise, after hearing his ambitious plan, Gu Ming's expression was not excited at all, but instead became somewhat strange.

Gu Ming hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "Director Guo, your idea—I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."

"Difficult?" Guo Qizhi was taken aback for a moment, but then he didn't seem to care too much and laughed, "It's alright, I understand. After all, they're only a sophomore, and they studied literature before, so they definitely need to brush up on their foundation. No rush, our department will train them well for a year, and they'll have plenty of time to compete next year."

Gu Ming listened to his considerate understanding and showed a look of both amusement and exasperation.

Instead of giving a direct answer, he turned his office chair around, pointed with his chin at the computer screen in front of him, and said something that left Guo Qizhi completely baffled.

"Director Guo, please don't just stand there, come over here. I happen to have a paper here, could you take a look at it and give me some pointers?"

"Um?"

Guo Qizhi was taken aback, wondering what his usually meticulous colleague was up to.

However, with a hint of skepticism and curiosity, he stood up and walked behind the desk.

His gaze fell on the title at the top of the screen, and he unconsciously let out a soft "hmm".

"The higher-dimensional Monge-Ampère equations—a problem with differential manifolds, Xiao Gu, when did your research focus shift to this?"

Looking at the title, Guo Qizhi asked with great interest.

Gu Ming didn't answer, but just smiled and repeated, "Director Guo, please don't ask yet. Read the paper and give me your evaluation."

Seeing his feigned mystery, Guo Qizhi became even more curious.

He pushed up his reading glasses, turned his gaze back to the screen, and began to read the text word by word, starting from the first line.