After returning to China, Lu Zhou thought that he didn't have a place to stay in Beijing, and he didn't have many friends or relatives. He didn't expect others to make arrangements for him.
The place where they were staying was an elegant hotel with a small artificial lake behind it. There was nothing special about the decor itself, but this was the Fourth Ring Road of Beijing, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold. It was next to the Old Summer Palace, so the style was instantly different.
However, Lu Zhou felt that this place was more suitable for retirement.
He looked at the potted plants and rockery in the middle of the lake and listened to the flowing water. He felt like time had slowed down.
Ma Gaoyang personally brought Lu Zhou to his room and smiled.
"What do you think, Professor Lu, are you satisfied with the environment here?"
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "I'm very satisfied, you're too kind."
Ma Gaoyang smiled and said, "Of course not, you're a pillar of the motherland, you deserve this treatment! If there's anything you don't want to do, you can tell Manager Zhang, and he'll tell me. "
The lobby manager, who had been following Ma Gaoyang blindly, smiled.
"If you need anything, just tell me, Professor Lu, don't be shy!"
Lu Zhou smiled awkwardly and said, "Thank you."
Ordinary people wouldn't be able to enjoy this kind of treatment, nor would they be personally received by the head of the Talent Bureau. However, Lu Zhou wasn't an ordinary talent. He was a talent that was recorded in the white paper on the new energy development strategy!
Without the modified PDMS material and HCS-2 material, it wouldn't be easy to achieve the 350Wh/kg strategic plan in 2020.
If it was just Goldbach's conjecture and the Crafoord Prize, in the 21st century, it would be hard for him to receive this kind of treatment.
But if he added lithium-sulfur batteries …
It could be said that this was the best treatment.
They had dinner in the hotel. Although the dishes on the table weren't considered delicacies, they were quite healthy and delicious.
At the dining table, Lu Zhou thought that Chief Ma would talk to him about the recruitment of talents. After all, this was his job.
What she didn't expect was that he didn't mention this at all. Instead, he chatted with her about family matters and the interesting things he had seen and heard in various countries. When the meal was over, he cupped his hands and took his leave.
After dinner, Lu Zhou, who had nothing to do, took a walk beside the man-made lake behind the hotel.
To be honest, life here is very comfortable.
Compared to this place, Princeton was like a monastery. Research there was like spiritual cultivation.
Actually, even though Director Ma didn't say anything when he left, Lu Zhou could feel the old man's desire to "stay".
Whether it was because of the "business pressure" from his superiors or out of his own heart, Director Ma did leave a good impression on him.
However, now was not the time.
Compared to material pleasures, he still hoped, or rather desired, to see a higher and further world.
It was getting late. Lu Zhou took one last look at the rockery in the middle of the lake before he turned around and walked back to his room.
At eight o 'clock in the evening, Lu Zhou packed his luggage and called home.
The phone rang three times before it was quickly picked up.
Lu Zhou: "Dad, what are you doing?"
Old Lu: "Watching TV with your mom. This number, are you back in China? "
Lu Zhou had two phone numbers, one for domestic use and one for overseas use.
When Lu Bangguo saw that Lu Zhou was using a domestic phone card, he immediately knew that his son was back in China.
Lu Zhou: "Yeah, I'm in Beijing right now."
"Beijing? Why are you in Beijing? "
This time, it was his mother's voice. The two old men seemed to be on speakerphone.
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "I have a meeting in Beijing, so I'll be here most of the time. I'll go back to Jiangling at the end of January … How are you guys doing? "
Old Lu smiled and said, "We're doing great, how are you? Are you exercising every day? "
"I'm in good health, I run every night. Oh yeah, Dad … "
"What?"
Lu Zhou hesitated for a second and said, "How about … you just retire, I've made a lot of money myself …"
"Don't give me that." Old Lu interrupted his son and said, "What would I do if I retired? Go farm? I know you're earning US dollars, just live your own life, you don't have to worry about me! "
Fang Mei also said, "Yeah, you don't have to worry about us. Even though your dad is still working, it's no different from retirement. I'll be more at ease if he stays at the office. That way, he won't have to carry a fishing rod around all day. Who knows when he'll fall into the river. "
When Old Lu heard his wife talking about him, he was unhappy and said, "What do you mean it's no different from retirement? The leader said that I'm retreating from the frontline! Even though I'm doing less work, I'm still doing my best. I'm just giving opportunities to young people. "
Fang Mei rolled her eyes and said, "Forget about it, which young person would want to work at your factory? Just close it down and save the country money. Ever since you were transferred from the technical department to the logistics department, you've been drinking tea and eating melon seeds all day. Count how many pounds of fat you've gained. "
Even though Lu Zhou didn't personally witness his parents bickering, he could still imagine it. He couldn't help but smirk.
Old people being healthy was the best thing.
He was relieved to hear that they were healthy.
After chatting with his parents for a while, Lu Zhou hung up the phone.
Lu Zhou leaned against the soft bed and yawned. He was about to go to sleep.
However, the phone screen in his hand suddenly flickered, and a line of text popped up.
Xiao Ai: [Master, what are parents? Ω?)]
When Lu Zhou saw this line of text, he paused for a second.
His first reaction was: Do you even need to ask?
However, he quickly realized that this question wasn't easy to answer.
Lu Zhou thought for a second and typed a reply.
[Parents are the people who created you.]
Xiao Ai: [Then, Master, do I have parents? (??.??)】
Lu Zhou looked at the text on the screen and went silent for a while. He then sighed.
[Maybe … I guess?]
Xiao Ai: [What a perfunctory answer. (Sorry to say …
Is this artificial retard finally going to wake up?
Lu Zhou recalled carefully. It seemed that since Xiao Ai was born, it had never talked to him about such a deep topic.
Whether or not there was an ethical relationship between AI was a very esoteric proposition. Lu Zhou, who didn't study social science, couldn't think of a reasonable answer for the time being.
However, compared to this, Lu Zhou was more concerned about another thing.
Is there really Xiao Ai's parents in a corner of the universe?
If one day he met Xiao Ai's parents, or the creator …
Lu Zhou couldn't imagine that scene, but he felt that this day might not be too far away.
While he was thinking about this problem, the phone screen flickered slightly.
It was still a message from Xiao Ai.
[Master, you have mail! (?????)??】
The speed at which the artificial retard recovered from depression was faster than he thought.
After seeing this message, Lu Zhou's finger slid down the screen and logged into his email.
The email was from Connie, his postdoctoral fellow.
A few months ago, Lu Zhou sent him to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology University as a visiting scholar to work with Professor Herrero on the topic of "superconductivity of carbon nanomaterials".
After so long, Lu Zhou didn't know what the situation was like.
He clicked on the email and looked at the text.
Then …
Lu Zhou was stunned.
There was only a short line of words in the text, but there were three punctuations.
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