Jinling Daily.
Inside the newspaper office building.
Zhang Yi was sitting at his desk in the editorial department. He meticulously stared at the interview draft in his hand.
About an hour ago, the newspaper company held a short meeting. They said that the municipal government asked them to write a report about Star Sky Technology's aerospace base in Jinling. They wanted to put it in the most prominent position in the next issue of the newspaper, and cooperate with the TV station.
As the "chief writer" of Jinling Daily, the job of writing a press release naturally fell to him.
Zhang Yi read the interview draft several times and stared at the name "Star Sky Technology". He rubbed his chin with interest.
"Star Sky Technology … Why does this name sound familiar?"
Old Wu, who was sitting next to him, heard this and looked at him with surprise.
"You don't know Star Sky Technology? The leading company in the field of lithium-sulfur battery materials! I remember they were on the news a few years ago. Apparently, they're a company specializing in technology research and development and intellectual property management. "
Old Xu, who was sitting next to him, also interjected.
"I've heard of this company, apparently it's not simple! A week ago, there was news that Star Sky Technology invested in Zhongshan New Materials and entered the lithium-sulfur battery industry. This caused Zhongshan New Materials' stock price to go up by more than ten points! And that's not the most important thing, guess who the major shareholder of Star Sky Technology is? "
"Who … is it?"
Old Xu lowered his voice and said with a mysterious look, "Apparently, the major shareholder of Star Sky Technology is Professor Lu, who teaches at Jin Ling University."
When Zhang Yi heard this, he paused for a second.
"Professor Lu? Which Professor Lu? "
Old Xu was speechless. "Are you stupid? Other than that Nobel Prize laureate, how many Professor Lu are there at Jin Ling University? "
The one at Jin Ling University?
Major shareholder of Star Sky Technology?!
When Zhang Yi heard that it was Lu Zhou, his heart skipped a beat.
A while ago, Jinling Daily reported on the Yang-Mills equations and the academic report held at the Jin Ling University's old campus auditorium. He was the one who wrote the press release.
Of course, what really shocked him wasn't Lu Zhou's academic achievements. After all, everyone in China knew that Lu Zhou was the chief designer of the controllable fusion project, as well as the winner of the Nobel Prize and the Fields Award. Even if this guy came back with another award, he probably wouldn't be surprised at all. At most, it would be within his expectations.
However, what really shocked Zhang Yi was that this guy was already so badass in academia. He was also so good at making money, and now he wanted to build a space shuttle …
At the thought of this, Zhang Yi could not help but complain in his heart.
Was he even a human?
Seeing that Zhang Yi did not move for a long time, Old Xu quickly added.
"Anyway, you don't have to worry too much about it. This was personally ordered by the leader. Let's just follow the requirements of the meeting and finish the press release!"
Zhang Yi stared at the document in his hand for a long time. He thought for a long time and suddenly spoke.
"I don't think this report is shocking enough."
"Impact?"
"Yeah." Zhang Yi nodded and said, "Star Sky Technology's reputation is too low. Even if we write this report, it won't achieve the publicity effect …"
He paused for a second and spoke in an uncertain tone.
"How about we just change the name of Star Sky Technology to Lu Zhou?"
…
After Zhang Yi reported his opinion to the higher-ups, he quickly received approval from the leaders of the newspaper.
Since the municipal government needed publicity, the greater the publicity, the better it would be.
Therefore, when writing the press release, Zhang Yi subtly shifted the focus from Star Sky Technology to Star Sky Technology's major shareholder, Lu Zhou.
So far, it seemed like the publicity effect was achieved, and the response was extraordinary.
After the latest issue of Jinling Evening News was published, it was reposted on the Internet within two days. It immediately set off a storm in the comments section of major online media and social media platforms.
Professor Lu wants to build a space shuttle?
When the netizens heard this news, they were shocked.
A while ago, the Internet was flooded with news about the Yang-Mills equations. It hadn't even been half a month, and suddenly, there was another piece of big news. This surprised everyone. With the reposting of several online news media, the keyword was sent to the hot search in less than a few hours.
[F * ck me! Is God Lu trying to go to heaven?]
[Yeah, I just saw him on the cover of Nature Weekly, and now he's trending.]
[You guys are f * cking nutty, and you're reading Nature Weekly.]
[Someone else's supervisor …]
[Student recruitment advertisement is causing discomfort, reported!]
On a Chinese forum.
The discussion about this matter was also going on enthusiastically.
[Isn't God Lu researching the Yang-Mills existence and mass gap? The last question of the Yang-Mills equations Millennium Prize Problem.]
[There's no way academic research is as popular as scamming investors.]
[It's not scamming, right? He's the chief consultant of the moon landing program, so he should know a lot about aerospace, right? Not to mention, he also invested a lot of money, apparently hundreds of millions.]
[Bullsh * t, he's a mathematician. I'll believe you if you say he invented controllable nuclear fusion, but you're telling me he knows how to go to heaven? Stop kidding me. As for investing his own money, this is called throwing a long line to catch a big fish, understand? Pretend to build a plane, wait for stupid investors to send money to them, cut a wave of leeks, and then shut down the company. Isn't that great?]
[I can smell the sourness from above even through the screen. Is it really that shameful?]
On the other hand, in an office at Jin Ling University.
Lu Zhou was sitting at his desk. He had a headache as he looked at the exploding number of private messages on Weibo. He didn't know how to react.
Originally, he only planned on playing with his phone for a bit before his lunch break, but he didn't expect this to happen as soon as he opened Weibo.
In fact, he more or less expected things to turn out like this a few days ago. Ever since the Jin Ling Daily article was published, he had received more than a dozen calls in his office every day, and they were all different types of calls. Some of them asked if he needed loans, some asked if he needed financing, and some even asked if he needed help with matchmaking.
The only good thing was that these phone calls basically didn't bother him. It was just that Lin Yuxiang, who was in charge of public relations, had a hard time.
After all, it was quite torturous to be on the receiving end of phone calls.
Lu Zhou had a headache as he turned off Weibo. He was about to take a nap in his office chair when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside his office.
Lu Zhou heard two knocks on the door. He was about to close his eyes when he saw Professor Lu Zhou walk in.
The old man entered the office and didn't bother with small talk.
"You're not going to work on the Yang-Mills existence and mass gap?"
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