Super God-Level Top Student

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Huaxia, Xilin City, Yuesheng Group.

Lu Zhongguo could have never imagined that less than a week after Qiao Ze left, the Group would be acquired.

His status had also transformed; he had been a contractor for a private enterprise group, but now he was a staff member recruited by a state-owned enterprise group, and he had even been granted the title of a senior engineer. The work he did was simple—just ensuring the quality and quantity of production of the parts from the blueprints Qiao Ze had provided before.

The two production lines had never stopped; they were always producing, then assembling, sealing, and finally packing everything to be transported away by sealed trucks.

Considering the current collaboration of several workshops, while maintaining quality, they could complete about eighty units a month. But this clearly wasn't enough, as it was said that a new production base was under construction, with documents indicating that the goal was to reach two hundred units per month within a year.

What exactly all this production was for, he didn't know, and he never asked, since he had never seen them sold in the market.

There were many sellers online advertising robots of the same model as Dou Dou, and Lu Zhongguo even bought one. To his disappointment, its craftsmanship was not even as delicate as the ones they produced.

Looking back, Lu Zhongguo truly admired the chairman's foresight and vision.

Investing hundreds of millions, declaring it to be free, and then earning such tremendous wealth.

For the manufacturing industry, this was undoubtedly the happiest situation.

Production lines were never idle, workers were busy, and product sales were not a concern.

The latter was the most important.

Because it also saved a huge amount of marketing expenses.

The most tangible benefit was the genuine increase in wages.

His salary, which had been stuck at ten thousand per month, had now tripled and more, leaving him with over thirty thousand in hand, including the provision of a housing fund. The income of the line workers on the production line had also nearly doubled; as long as they met performance standards and were willing to work overtime, they could casually earn over ten thousand a month.

As for their Chairman Fan...

It was said he had been promoted to vice president of the larger group above.

Ordinary people think better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. The chairman trading a vice president might seem like a loss.

But Lu Zhongguo knew that Chairman Fan was very satisfied with his new role.

No longer having to consider the shareholders' moods, he could completely abandon the mindset of being a contracted second party, and the banquets where he used to sit as a mere accompanying guest, he could now sit close to the main seat.

Indeed, life's opportunities come but once, and seizing them might just lead to soaring heights.

Unfortunately, he had only met Qiao Ze twice in total.

Now, what Lu Zhongguo most looked forward to was seeing Qiao Ze again—perhaps his life could climb a little higher. Even the smallest increase could enhance the quality of his life to another level.

After all, although he had been busier recently, his wife's smile had become more frequent. Before, when he came home, he had to share the chores, but now she wouldn't even let him touch a broom, just telling him to do his job well and that would be enough.

If he could have an income of one hundred thousand a month...

Lu couldn't even dare to think about it!

What Lu did not know was that he actually could start to consider it.

Of course, that was thanks to the fact that Qiao Ze knew very few frontline engineers...

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Xilin University of Technology, Institute of Modern Mathematics.

Thanks to Qiao Ze's efforts, the bustle of the outside world couldn't affect this place.

What seemed noisy, probably only involved Dou Dou.

The rest of the people working in the small courtyard were actually quite oppressed.

After all, to work in this building, one had to undergo special training before taking up their post.

The training instructor even emphasized that theoretical mathematicians need a quiet environment to think.

Especially in the field of number theory, research might require years of hard thinking and accumulation, but the breakthrough only needed that moment of inspiration after the accumulation. And such inspiration was especially susceptible to disruption.

It is well known that breakthroughs in mathematical theory have always been a blessing for human civilization.

Who knows if a certain theory could suddenly become the opportunity for a breakthrough in human civilization after many years.

So, if someone's sudden noise chased away Professor Qiao's inspiration, that person would be the sinner of the entire human civilization.

That was a heavy accusation, one that no one could bear.

Therefore, as long as Qiao Ze was in his upstairs office, it was rare to hear anyone shouting loudly.

Except for Dou Dou, whom nobody could discipline.

Maybe the little fellow never really cared about the prospects of human civilization at all.

Although everyone at the Institute had grown used to it, frankly speaking, the level of technology in this thing was indeed a pearl of human civilization.

From that perspective, it seems somewhat unfair that Dou Dou was born in Huaxia.

Even though it had nearly two hundred million followers online, fans would not blindly praise it.

If it had first appeared in the West, it definitely could have received many impressive titles such as the Pearl on the Crown of Human Industry, the Pearl on the Crown of Human Technology, the Pearl of Human Wisdom's Crystallization, and so on.

Unfortunately, it was born in Huaxia, and fans, even recently, had given it a nickname that sounded particularly endearing: "Stinky Beggar."

Luckily, Dou Dou didn't seem to care about these things, acting like a child with no worries.

However, in terms of age, Dou Dou indeed was a child.

Even the people in the courtyard, after spending time with Dou Dou, would really start to treat it like a child who speaks thoughtlessly, as long as they didn't think about the things it did.

Of course, for the people in the third-floor office, they didn't really care whether it was noisy outside or not.

Qiao Ze had long become accustomed to thinking in noisy environments, especially since he had been sensitive to sound from a young age, surrounded by idle gossip about him.