Lu Zhou swore.
This was the first time he had heard such a strange request.
Lu Zhou stared blankly at Ricardo, who was covered in tears and snot, and he asked subconsciously.
He said, "Is the food in federal prison that good?"
"Not good …" Ricardo shook his head, but then he quickly changed his mind and said, "No, no, no, it's delicious, please send me to prison!"
Lu Zhou:???
Jericho:???
F * ck me, is this guy crazy?
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously. He took out his phone and was about to call the police.
As an American, he obviously knew more about the dangers of mental illness than Lu Zhou. He also knew how to deal with this situation.
However, Lu Zhou gestured at him, telling him not to do this.
"Even though I really want to help you …" Lu Zhou looked at Ricardo and paused for a second. He then said helplessly, "But you should know that if a civil lawsuit has been withdrawn, the court will not accept the same case again."
After listening to Lu Zhou's explanation, Ricardo's face turned pale. He took two steps back and sat on the street.
The security guard at the school gate moved his hand away from the baton. The passersby looked at him with confusion and curiosity. Ricardo, on the other hand, had his head down. No one knew what he was thinking.
Lu Zhou looked at him and sighed in his heart.
Actually, when he thought about Professor Sarrot's expression, he could guess what Ricardo was afraid of.
In a sense, the consequences of being mistaken as a double agent were often worse than the usual consequences of commercial espionage. Whether it was the anger of ExxonMobil or the stain on his resume, it was enough for him to say goodbye to his profession.
However, even though his experience was worthy of sympathy, Lu Zhou wouldn't feel sorry for it.
A pitiful person must have a hateful side.
If he hadn't taken the data to ExxonMobil, things would have been much worse.
If he were to resign normally, for the sake of his old employer, Lu Zhou might introduce him to a few better places among the scholars and research institutions he knew.
Unfortunately, there weren't that many ifs in the world.
Just like no one would compensate ExxonMobil and Professor Stanley, someone had to bear the consequences …
…
With the title of honorary professor at Columbia University, Lu Zhou, who had been away from Princeton for a long time, finally returned to this peaceful town.
When Jerick parked his Ford Explorer in front of the yard, Lu Zhou pulled out his suitcase from the trunk and received a warm welcome.
"Professor, you're finally back." The most exaggerated among them was undoubtedly Hardy. The enthusiastic Brazilian guy looked at Professor Lu, and he said cheerfully, "We were betting on whether you would just stay there … I knew you wouldn't leave us alone."
Lu Zhou smiled and felt warm in his heart.
However, just as he was about to say something, Qin Yue patted Hadi's shoulder and said, "Pay me back."
"Pay me back."
"Oh, damn it … Can't you wait a little longer?" Hardy muttered. He accepted his loss and slapped a Franklin card on Qin Yue's hand.
Looking at the two of them, Vera, who was pouting, finally couldn't hold back her laughter and let out a soft laugh.
Even Wei Wen, who had a cold expression on his face, could not help but reveal a smiling expression.
However, the smile on Lu Zhou's face gradually disappeared.
Other than cursing, he didn't want to say anything else …
Lu Zhou asked Jerick to help him park the car in the garage. He then carried his suitcase and walked into his cozy house.
However, as soon as he walked in, he sneezed because of the dust in the house.
No one had lived in the house for two months, and it wasn't even ventilated.
Obviously, this place couldn't be lived in until it was thoroughly cleaned.
As for the kitchen, it obviously couldn't be used.
Lu Zhou originally planned on going to the Ivy Club for lunch.
But coincidentally, all five of his students were there. Other than Hadi, he was the only one who got a membership in the Ivy Club.
It just so happened that the weather was not very hot today, so Hardy proposed to have a barbecue on the lawn, and it was immediately agreed by everyone.
Therefore, the group of people quickly took action. They followed Lu Zhou and dragged out a barbecue stove and folding table from the garage. They had a lively barbecue party on the lawn.
Lu Zhou sat on the lawn and ate authentic Brazilian barbecue while drinking cold beer. He couldn't help but feel emotional.
Even though the party here wasn't as luxurious as the one on Manhattan Island, it gave him a completely different feeling of relaxation.
As expected, he preferred to spend time with his students.
Suddenly, Vera walked over to him with a plate of food.
After she sat down next to him, the girl chatted with him for a bit before reporting to him about her work.
This included the number theory teaching work over the past two months, the subject test results, and the research progress of the Collatz conjecture …
After listening to Vera's report, Lu Zhou nodded with approval.
"Good job." He gave her an encouraging look. He smiled and said, "Remember what I said before? I told you, you'll get used to this job. "
Vera blushed and looked away embarrassedly. She then said, "Also, while you were away, two letters were sent to your office. I picked them up from the mail room and placed them in the right-hand drawer of your desk. "
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "I understand, I'll go see them tomorrow."
He just came back from Columbia University. Not only did he need a day to pack his luggage, but he also needed time to adjust his state of mind.
He didn't plan on going to the Institute for Advanced Study for the entire day.
But once tomorrow arrived, everything would return to the right track …
…
Lu Zhou spent the entire day leisurely.
The next morning, Lu Zhou sent a report that he had written at Columbia University to Nassau Hall at Princeton University. He then went to the Institute for Advanced Study.
Lu Zhou returned to his office. He sat down in his office chair and took out the two letters from his right-hand drawer.
One was from the International Mathematical Union (IMU). It was an invitation to the International Congress of Mathematicians to be held in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil on August 1st next year.
Unsurprisingly, he was invited by the IMU to give a 60-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians.
Normally speaking, a report would be divided into two types: 45 minutes and 60 minutes. He was probably the only China scholar invited to give a 60-minute report at this year's International Congress of Mathematicians.
As for the other letter, Lu Zhou had a surprised expression on his face.
The letter had come across the sea from Germany.
[Dear Mr. Lu Zhou, I'm very sorry to interrupt your research. We have done detailed research and analysis on your paper, "Theoretical Model of Electrochemical Interface Structure", which was published on JACS, but there are still many questions … "
[… If time permits, we sincerely hope that you can come to Europe. We will arrange a report for you. At that time, scholars from all over the world will witness this great moment.]
[Max Planck Institute for Condensed Matter Physics]
Lu Zhou read the letter from beginning to end. He couldn't help but have a strange look on his face.
There was nothing wrong with the letter itself.
What he didn't understand was …
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