Super God-Level Top Student

Qiao Ze did not have a bad impression of Lv Bei, but that was as far as it went.

The two did not spend much time together.

However, since Qiao Ze realized that much stupidity stemmed from arrogance, he could at least give Lv Bei a non-stupid assessment.

Therefore, Qiao Ze did not interrupt Lv Bei and from his brief statement, roughly understood what today's situation was about.

However, his mood did not improve; instead, it became more perplexed.

It seemed he had never revealed to anyone his desire to leave Xilin University; how did it suddenly come about that he had to transfer to the Capital?

Consequently, Qiao Ze bluntly asked, "Why should I go to the Capital?"

"Oh, this is just a normal job transfer. You'll get used to it after a while, Professor Qiao," Jiang Jianmin patiently took up the conversation again.

Although already displeased internally, thinking about the young man's achievements, he still held onto his temper.

But his explanation inevitably carried a hint of patronizing authority.

"A normal job transfer?" Qiao Ze frowned even more.

"Professor Qiao, you are no longer a student. You are an employed researcher, and job transfers are perfectly normal affairs," as if fearing that Qiao Ze would say something outrageous again, the secretary accompanying Jiang Jianmin hastily added an explanation.

"Oh." Qiao Ze nodded, sat there frowning and pondered for a moment, then realized that according to his understanding of the world's rules, what they said seemed to make sense.

So he stopped talking and silently opened his computer, starting to operate it.

He needed to upload some of his manuscript content, and then format everything personal.

After all, the computer belonged to the research institute. He still needed to do some housekeeping before leaving.

This move from them was indeed something he had not anticipated.

It made him feel that his prior decisions were a bit misguided.

Now it seemed a student's status was actually a layer of protection. As long as he was unwilling to leave Xilin, by the rules, no one could force him to transfer.

But now as a researcher in the institute, it was different; he had to comply with the arrangements.

Luckily he no longer relied heavily on the platform, and he had already earned his first pot of gold. Mathematical research didn't require many resources; he could work from home. The only concern was whether he could still live in the house provided by Xilin University after resigning.

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But that wasn't a big problem.

The money in his bank account was enough to buy a quiet courtyard house in Xilin.

It just might be a bit troublesome if he decided to switch to physics research, as he couldn't use the official laboratories, and he would need to order a variety of laboratory equipment, which was quite a lot and various. But considering Su Lixing was just building a material manufacturing center, he thought there would likely be quite a bit of money to be made in the future.

The company had nearly ninety percent of his shares. It wouldn't be too troublesome to build a large physics laboratory in the company's name.

Constructing a laboratory and installing and adjusting various equipment required time, so he had to plan ahead for this and start as soon as possible, or else he would have to wait when he actually needed it.

Yes, in just that instant, Qiao Ze had already quickly planned everything he needed to prepare in advance for his resignation from the research institute and going independent.

In this respect, Qiao Ze indeed listened to Li Jiangao's words and respected the rules.

If the others decided his future according to the rules, his way of responding could only be to step out of their rules to suit his own intentions.

Qiao Ze had visited the Capital before, but he didn't like this rough international city with its grand atmosphere. The inner city was square, each road perfectly straight, pointing north, south, east, and west, which made him feel it lacked too much in beauty.

Some scientists believed that symmetry was the most beautiful aspect of the universe; clearly, Qiao Ze did not think so. He preferred to search for underlying laws amidst chaotic and unordered states.

Of course, the most important thing was that he was not quite accustomed to the dry air of the Capital.

Staying there for too long could indeed cause nosebleeds.

Moreover, if he was to deal with such leaders on a daily basis in the future, Qiao Ze thought it was not worth it.

He was someone who did not even want the people around him to suffer the slightest grievance; how could he possibly submit himself to the rules?

However, to the two guests who came from afar, his actions seemed rather nonsensical.

What did Qiao Ze mean by this?

Knowing he was about to be transferred, he just said "Oh," and went straight to operating the computer?

What kind of reaction was that?

Okay, he admitted Qiao Ze was capable, but isn't this attitude a bit too arrogant? Completely impolite, as if he'd never been hardened by society?

To Lv Bei, watching this scene, his heart suddenly "clenched."

Based on his understanding of Qiao Ze, such a calm demeanor often meant that he was already very uncomfortable inside.

Let's hope such a trivial matter doesn't lead to some uncontrollable mess.

So, the atmosphere in the office suddenly became tense.

They didn't even know where to pick up the conversation from.

Lv Bei was nearly exasperated.

At that moment, Su Mucheng was just not there; if Su was around, the mood could be lightened, or at least they could know what Qiao Ze was thinking.

In the end, it was still up to him to bite the bullet and say, "That... Professor Qiao..."

"After today I'm no longer a professor; you don't need to address me that way anymore," Qiao Ze interrupted what Lv Bei wanted to say, stating a fact.

"Ah?" Lv Bei was taken aback.

While several people were still pondering what this meant, another figure flashed past the window.

Although the door was open, the person still conscientiously knocked on the door.