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    Shen Liang was stunned for a while after listening to the general manager's words.

    Are you doing well in your own promotion?

    Last month, I was criticized by my supervisor because I was not good at promoting data.

    Can you also show organizational and coordination skills by playing basketball?

    Even if there really is then it has nothing to do with me, right?

    In that basketball game, I only played as a substitute for a few minutes and didn¡¯t score a single point.

    That's  is it a good result?

    Seeing that Shen Liang had not replied, the general manager couldn't help but said again: "Of course, if you don't like the job of game director, you can also choose other jobs."

    At this time, Shen Liang finally came to his senses and said hurriedly: "I like it, I like the job of a game director!"

    To know¡­¡­

    The game department is the most profitable department of Penguin Group, bar none!

    At the same time, it is also the department that Shen Liang wants to enter the most.

    Now not only can I go to the game department, but I can also directly become a supervisor!

    If he refuses all of this, Shen Liang feels that he will have to take the regret medicine as food in the future.

    "That's great. Tomorrow, you can report directly to the game department." The general manager said.

    Shen Liang nodded happily, silently thanking Lin Fan in his heart.

    He understood that all of this was all because of Lin Fan.

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    On the other hand, Hu Tian spent two days and finally turned the proof process of the hail conjecture written by Lin Fan into a paper.

    Then, in the name of Lin Fan, it was sent to "Annals of Mathematics", one of the four top journals in mathematics.

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    At this time, it was early morning in the United States.

    "Annals of Mathematics" editor Feld, lying in bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep at all, kept complaining: "In the future, if someone invites me to drink coffee at night, I will definitely say fuck to that person!"

    Felder tried to sleep for a long time, but failed.

    In desperation, he finally got up and sighed: "What should I do now? Play games for a while? Forget it, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep because of the excitement."

    "Watching a movie for a while? It should be a good thing if you are with a beautiful woman."

    After thinking for a moment, Feld said: "Maybe, I should check the mailbox maybe there will be some boring manuscript, that thing is a good thing for hypnosis."

    While speaking, he had already walked to the table and turned on the computer.

    He also murmured: "Getting up to work in the middle of the night Is there anyone in the world who loves work more than me? Editor-in-chief Ryan should really give me more bonuses."

    "Ding dong!"

    As soon as Feld logged into his mailbox, an email appeared in the lower right corner of the screen.

    "The process of proving the hail conjecture? Someone actually sent me this kind of manuscript. I can almost imagine the boring content in it But, this is exactly what I want!"

    As Feld spoke, he opened the email.

    At first, he just glanced at it casually.

    But, gradually, he began to frown

    As the editor of the Annals of Mathematics, Feld does not mean that he knows nothing about mathematics.

    On the contrary, his mathematical ability and vision are better than those of ordinary mathematics professors, but not inferior.

    Feld murmured: "This manuscript doesn't seem so boringand it seems to have some truth"

    Then, he slowly focused on the author's name in the lower right corner.

    "Huaxia Jiangbei University, Lin Fan?"

    Seeing this Feld seemed to have thought of something, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

    "Lin Fan? The Lin Fan who solved Zhou's conjecture and the twin prime conjecture?"

    Today, the average foreigner may not know Lin Fan.

    ¡°However, Lin Fan¡¯s name can be said to be famous in the world of mathematics.

    Feld said: "If it's him this shouldn't be a manuscript that I can review. Please pass it on to editor-in-chief Ryan. In this case, he can see at a glance what I'm still working hard on in the middle of the night."

    Having said this, Feld directly forwarded the email.

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    The next day, early morning.

    Editor-in-chief Ryan has a habit of spending an hour every morning reading all emails.

    After a while, he noticedI received the email forwarded by Feld.

    When Ryan saw the title of the email, he frowned and said: "This guy Feld, why are you throwing all the manuscripts at me! This was sent in the middle of the night. Did he have a high fever in the middle of the night?"

    In his opinion, as an editor of a top mathematics journal, you should have the most basic judgment.

    It is one of the most basic judgments to throw papers that answer the Hailstorm Hypothesis, Riemann Hypothesis, Goldbach Hypothesis, etc. into the trash without hesitation.

    Ryan did not read the content of the paper, but glanced at the author's name out of habit.

    The next moment, like Feld, his pupils suddenly shrank.

    "Lin Fan?!"

    ¡°Then, Ryan¡¯s expression became solemn, and he read the paper carefully with extremely focused eyes.

    After a long while, he rubbed his sore eyebrows and said, "It's an incredible calculation, but whether it is correct or not, it needs to be reviewed by an expert professor."

    Ryan murmured: "Professor Jeffrey from Princeton is an expert in abstract algebra. Let him review it."

    Then, he concealed the author¡¯s name of the paper and forwarded it to Professor Edwin.

    Then, Ryan sent a message to Feld: I see all your efforts, this month your bonus will be doubled.

    Feld: Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Ryan!

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    Preston, Institute for Advanced Study in Mathematics.

    After a young man finished the work at hand, he glanced at Professor Jeffrey, who was almost buried in a sea of ??books, and asked: "Professor, you seem to have a lot of work to deal with? I need to bring you a copy.  Sandwich?¡±

    Jeffrey slowly raised his head and said with a smile: "The work will never be finished, but you must eat. I will eat with you."

    "Ding dong!"

    At this time, an email popped up on the computer in front of Jeffrey.

    He clicked the mouse smoothly.

    The next moment, Jeffrey's whole body was motionless as if a body-holding spell had been cast on him. Only his eyes were staring straight at the series of complex calculations on the screen.

    The young man could not help but whisper: "Professor? Professor?"

    Jeffrey then reacted and said: "Oh, oh you'd better bring me a sandwich, I still have work to deal with."

    The young man complained in his heart: Didn¡¯t you just say that the work will never be finished, but food must be eaten?  Why has it changed so quickly now?

    Of course, he only dared to complain in his heart.

    But Jeffrey didn¡¯t mean to answer him at all. He always stared at the screen, his face full of excitement.

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