636 Going to the Sky?
At the office of Jinling Daily…
Zhang Yi was sitting in front of his desk at the editorial department office. He meticulously stared at the interview draft in his hand.
Around an hour ago, the editorial team had a brief meeting. Apparently, the city council asked them to write a press release about the Star Sky Technology’s aeros.p.a.ce site in Jinling. The city council also asked them to put the report on the front page of the next issue of the newspaper and cooperate with the Jinling TV station in spreading the news.
Zhang Yi was one of the top writers at Jinling Daily, so he was tasked with writing the press release.
Zhang Yi repeatedly read the interview draft from the city council and stared at the name of the company—Star Sky Technology. He curiously rubbed his chin.
“Star Sky Technology… Why does this name sound familiar?”
Old Wu was sitting next to him, and he looked at Zhang Yi with a surprised expression.
“You don’t know about Star Sky Technology? They’re the top dogs in the lithium-sulfur battery material industry! I remember they went on the news a few years ago. Apparently, they specialize in research and development as well as intellectual property management.”
Old Xu, who was sitting next to them, also joined in on the conversation.
“I’ve heard of this company, they’re pretty insane! There are rumors floating around. A week ago, Star Sky Technology invested in Zhongshan New Materials and entered into the lithium-sulfur battery industry. The Zhongshan New Materials share price rose by more than ten basis points! Also, this isn’t the main point, guess who’s the main shareholder of Star Sky Technology?”
“Who?”
Old Xu lowered his voice and said in a mysterious manner, “According to rumors, it’s Professor Lu from Jin Ling University.”
Zhang Yi paused for a second.
“Professor Lu? The Professor Lu?”
Old Xu said, “No sh*t! Other than that n.o.bel Prize laureate, how many Professor Lus are there in Jin Ling University!”
Professor Lu from Jin Ling University?
Is Star Sky Technology’s largest shareholder?
Zhang Yi was astonished.
A while ago, Jinling Daily reported on the Yang-Mills equations academic report that happened in the grand auditorium at Jin Ling University’s old campus. He was the one who wrote the article piece.
Of course, what shocked him wasn’t Lu Zhou’s academic achievements. After all, Lu Zhou was the chief designer of the controllable fusion project, a n.o.bel Prize laureate, and a Fields Medal winner. He wouldn’t be surprised if Lu Zhou won another world-cla.s.s prize.
What surprised him was that, not only was Lu Zhou crus.h.i.+ng it in academia and the business world, but he was also going to build a s.p.a.ce shuttle…
Zhang Yi couldn’t help but feel amazed.
Is this guy even human?
Old Xu saw that Zhang Yi was frozen, so he immediately added another sentence.
“Don’t care about it too much, you just have to follow the requirements and write the press release!”
Zhang Yi stared at the doc.u.ment in his hand and thought for a long time. He suddenly muttered, “I don’t think this report is shocking enough.”
“Shocking?”
“Yeah.” Zhang Yi nodded and said, “No one knows what Star Sky Technology is. Even if we write a report, no one will hear about it…”
He paused for a while before saying in an uncertain tone, “What if we just use Lu Zhou’s name instead of Star Sky Technology?”
…
After Zhang Yi told the upper management about his idea, his idea was quickly approved by the executives.
The city council wanted to publicize this event, so the more the publicity, the better.
Therefore, while writing this press release, Zhang Yi subtly diverted the attention from Star Sky Technology to Lu Zhou.
It looked like his plan was successful; the reaction from the general public was extraordinary.
After Jinling Daily published its latest issue, the news was spread all over the Internet within the same day. It immediately set off a storm on various Chinese social media platforms.
Professor Lu plans on building a s.p.a.ce shuttle?
The netizens that heard the news were stunned.
Just a while ago, the Internet exploded over the solution for the Yang-Mills equations. Less than two weeks had pa.s.sed since then, and suddenly, another major news piece came out. This was out of everyone’s expectations. After several media outlets reported on this news, the topic was on the trending page within a few hours.
[F*ck me! Is G.o.d Lu going to s.p.a.ce?]
[I think so, I just saw him on Nature Weekly, now he’s on trending again.]
[Wow, you read academic journals like Nature Weekly?]
[Lu Zhou, can you be my supervisor…]
[Yeah, G.o.d Lu, please take me in as a student…]
On a Chinese online forum.
They were also enthusiastically discussing this matter.
[Isn’t G.o.d Lu researching the Yang-Mills existence and ma.s.s gap? The Millennium Prize Problems one, about the Yang-Mills equations.]
[There’s no glory in academia, he’s scamming people for funding.]
[Not really a scam, right? He’s the chief consultant of the moon landing initiative. Surely he has some understanding of the aeros.p.a.ce industry? Also, he’s invested a lot of money himself, a couple hundred million apparently.]
[Bullsh*t, he’s a mathematician and physicist. I can believe that he invented controllable nuclear fusion, but how is he going to s.p.a.ce? This is a joke. Also, who cares if he invested money himself, he’s just trying to bait people. He’ll pretend to build a s.p.a.cecraft and wait for stupid investors to throw money. Then, he’ll shut down the company.]
[Why are you so salty? I can taste the salt all the way from over here.]
Inside an office in the Jin Ling University’s mathematics building.
Lu Zhou was sitting in front of his desk. As he looked at the messages exploding on Weibo, he didn’t know what to feel.
He just wanted to go on his phone during lunch break, but when he opened Weibo, he was greeted with a swarm of notifications.
Actually, he had expected this to happen. Ever since Jinling Daily published the article, he had received more than a dozen calls to his office, all of them asking for different things. Some people asked if he needed help with financing, some people asked him for loans, and some people asked him to go on blind dates.
Fortunately, with the help of the hard-working Lin Yuxiang, these calls weren’t able to hara.s.s him.
After all, answering the phone all day was quite tiring.
Lu Zhou turned off his phone and was able to rest on his office chair and sleep for a while. However, he suddenly heard footsteps from outside his office.
Lu Zhou heard two door knocks. He then saw Academician Lu walk in.
The old man skipped the small talk and asked directly, “You’re not researching the Yang-Mills existence and ma.s.s gap anymore?”