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"Zhang Menglong, you might want to consider this again, they can offer you a professor's title, and so can we!" Dean Bai suddenly became clear-headed with a slap to his forehead.

Indeed, Zhang Menglong had achieved so much in the world of mathematics, yet they still stubbornly treated him as an ordinary student.

Who would dare say they were qualified to be his teacher with his level of expertise? To be his teacher, they'd first have to prove themselves by solving other problems on the same level as the Riemann hypothesis!

Harvard University, on the other hand, knew what they were doing by offering Zhang Menglong a professorship straight away—that's what it means to come with sincerity.

Although Dean Bai was just a dean, he believed that the university would absolutely be willing to create a spot for Zhang Menglong. Not to mention a mere professorship, even the role of department head or even dean might be considered.

"Dean Bai, thank you for your kind intentions," Zhang Menglong declined politely, "I didn't intentionally solve this problem; I thought it was just an ordinary question. Who knew it turned out to be a major problem in academia? I just want to be a plain and simple graduate student!"

Dean Bai's face twitched upon hearing this.

What does he mean by 'not intentional'? If he could solve a problem that had troubled mathematicians for over a century without even trying, what would he be capable of if he did try?

What had those mathematicians been doing, exhausting their lives? Decades of intensive research paled in comparison to a "plain graduate student"?

If he was simply an ordinary researcher, then what were they, the so-called associate professors, professors, and even academicians? Were they just freeloaders and wastes of space?

"Professor Bai, my initial goal has always been the polymer materials specialty at Jiangnan University of Science and Technology, now and in the future. No need to waste your efforts playing messenger," said Zhang Menglong.

"But Zhang Menglong, you must realize that your achievements in the field of mathematics far exceed those in polymer materials. Your current reputation alone would qualify you for a distinguished professorship at any university, something the polymer materials specialty cannot offer you!"

"And don't take my words the wrong way, but Jiangnan University of Science and Technology is currently just a second-tier institution, neither 985 nor 211. The platform it can offer you is extremely limited!"

"Dean Bai," Zhang Menglong smiled, "I, Zhang Menglong, don't need to rely on any platform. What platform could be more solid than my family background?"

"This..." Dean Bai was immediately at a loss for words.

Dean Bai did have some understanding of Zhang Menglong. Not to mention the title of the world's richest man, Zhang Menglong's wealth was indeed bottomless. He had invested tens of billions to bring a slew of equipment to Jiangnan University of Science and Technology, including a large-scale particle collider and an astronomical telescope.

Such grand investments were something other universities nationwide could only look up to in envy, unable to obtain themselves. Even Yanjing University was constantly angling for a chance to use the Particle Collider at Jiangnan University of Science and Technology.

If Zhang Menglong was genuinely determined to pursue research, he could even establish a university of his own, and its hardware would surpass that of any institution in the world.

As for teaching staff, with such facilities at hand, what top scholar wouldn't want to come if he just asked?

So Zhang Menglong's education really didn't need to rely on any school!

Dean Bai suddenly realized he seemed to have no bargaining chips that could invite Zhang Menglong. The joker, it turned out, was himself!

"In that case, I won't force you," Dean Bai sighed.

As soon as he hung up the phone, Zhang Menglong received a call from Han Jinyu.

"Menglong, you must stick to your original aspirations, don't be deceived by the sweet words of others!" As soon as he answered the phone, Zhang Menglong heard the anxious voice.

Upon learning of this matter, Han Jinyu's first reaction was joy, after all, this was his student who had achieved such a feat, and it was a feather in his cap as a teacher.

But what followed was concern; with such an outstanding student, wouldn't he be targeted by people from all over the country, the entire world?

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"Menglong, although our Jiangnan University of Science and Technology isn't that great of a school, whatever they can offer you, we can too, and what they can't, we will surely find a way to provide for you!"

Zhang Menglong couldn't help but laugh, "Teacher Han, my mailbox has been bursting with admission letters from all over the world these past few days, and Harvard University even wants to make me a professor!"

"What? Harvard University has invited you to be a professor?" Han Jinyu's face fell with worry. He knew that Zhang Menglong was definitely a hot commodity.

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"You refused?" Han Jinyu asked himself, if he were in the same situation, he would have found it impossible to resist such a temptation.

"You also know, I prefer to keep a low profile, being an ordinary student is quite good!"

"Low profile my ass!" If not for the fear of offending Zhang Menglong, Han Jinyu would have cursed right then and there. If you call yourself low-profile, how come you solved a problem that has perplexed scholars for over a hundred years during a common graduate exam?

This wasn't even Zhang Menglong's area of expertise.

Not long ago, Zhang Menglong had handed over a crucial part of the research and development process for a self-developed chip to Han Jinyu, the photoresist used in photolithography machines.

Around the world, photoresist technology is controlled by only a handful of companies. In Huaxia, so far, no domestic business has been able to produce special photoresist.

When Zhang Menglong placed the photoresist formula in front of him, Han Jinyu was flabbergasted, especially considering the thick stack of manuscripts was entirely in Zhang Menglong's handwriting.

Han Jinyu had doubted whether the formula could have been the result of some research institution within Zhang Menglong's family, but now, he thought it might actually be something Zhang Menglong had developed himself!

Once their developed chips started mass production, one could only imagine the sensation it would cause. Wanting to remain low-key? That was simply out of the question!

However, there was one thing that Han Jinyu seemed to understand: Zhang Menglong didn't care about fame or titles. His only pleasure seemed to be observing people's astonished expressions and their praise; in colloquial terms, he enjoyed showing off.

"Since that's how you feel, then I'm relieved," Han Jinyu nodded, "Also, Menglong, there's a rather troubling matter! That's the main reason I'm calling you today."

"What's wrong?" Zhang Menglong asked, "Is there a problem with the development of the photoresist?"

"Yes," Han Jinyu said, "This month, we verified the formula, and it's absolutely ready for mass production. The equipment will also be coming off the assembly line in half a month, but there's a problem — for mass production of the photoresist, we need a lot of raw materials. One of the photoinitiators contains trace elements that need to be extracted from a mineral called 'new soil ore,' and currently, Kaibong is the only country that exports it."

"They're not selling?" Zhang Menglong's eyes narrowed into slits.

"Yes," Han Jinyu continued, "They've announced to the outside world that the production of that raw material has greatly decreased in recent years and that it can only satisfy domestic needs for the time being, with no exports."

"Hong Yi!" Zhang Menglong called to Hong Yi, "What's the production like for Kaibong's new soil ore in recent years?"

"Just a moment," Hong Yi replied after fiddling with her tablet, "Mr. Zhang, new soil is a mineral aggregate similar to rare earth elements, currently found only in an active volcano in Kaibong called Mount Asu. The reserves are quite rich, and the output has been increasing by about 10% each year."

"Heh," Zhang Menglong sneered, "It's increasing every year, so they're deliberately not selling it?"

"It seems likely," Han Jinyu said, "Ever since you acquired Silicon Moonlight, many eyes have been watching us. Nobody wants to see us in Huaxia develop high-performance chips on our own. Even if it's just a sign of progress, they'd want to nip it in the bud."

"I understand. Leave this matter to me," Zhang Menglong said.

"Hong Yi," Zhang Menglong hung up, "What is the most frequently imported essential in Kaibong right now, the one that comes in the largest quantity from our Huaxia?"

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