Lu Zhou swore.
However, Lu Zhou gestured to him, indicating that he didn't have to do this.
[Dear Mr. Lu Zhou, I am very sorry to disturb your research during your busy schedule. Regarding your article "Theoretical Model of Electrochemical Interface Structure" recently published in "JACS", we have done detailed research and analysis, but there are still many questions...]
This is the first time he has heard such a strange request in all the time he has been in the United States.
"It's not delicious..." Ricardo shook his head subconsciously, but then quickly changed his mind and nodded happily, "No, no, no, it's delicious. Please send me to prison!"
Including the teaching work of the number theory class in the past two months, including the results of the subject test, including the research progress of the Kakutani conjecture...
After listening to Lu Zhou's explanation, Ricardo turned pale, took two steps back, and sat down on the street.
Jericho:? ?
Lu Zhou looked at him and sighed in his heart.
However, just when he was about to say something, Qin Yue patted Hadi's shoulder expressionlessly and uttered only two words.
One letter was sent from the International Union of Mathematicians (IMU), which is an invitation letter to the International Congress of Mathematicians to be held in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, on August 1 next year.
However, just when he was about to say something, Qin Yue patted Hadi's shoulder expressionlessly and uttered only two words.
Lu Zhou asked subconsciously as he stared blankly at Ricardo, who had runny nose and tears.
He had no plans to go to the Institute for Advanced Study all day today.
In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhou sent a report on the visit and exchange that he had written when he was at Columbia University to Nassau Hall at Princeton University, and then went to the Institute for Advanced Study.
“Is prison food in federal prison that good?”
He had no plans to go to the Institute for Advanced Study all day today.
Lu Zhou looked at him and sighed in his heart.
Spent the whole day leisurely.
At this time, Vera came over to him carrying a dinner plate.
Sitting on the grass eating the supposedly authentic Brazilian barbecue and drinking cold beer, Lu Zhou couldn't help but sigh.
Even Wei Wen, who had a cold face, couldn't help but smile.
"It's not delicious..." Ricardo shook his head subconsciously, but then quickly changed his mind and nodded happily, "No, no, no, it's delicious. Please send me to prison!"
He didn't want to say anything except MMP...
This letter was sent across the ocean from Germany.
It happened that the weather was not very hot today, so Hardy proposed a barbecue on the lawn, and everyone immediately agreed.
Lu Zhou:? ?
As for the other letter, Lu Zhou had an unexpected expression on his face.
Spent the whole day leisurely.
poor person must have something mean.
Lu Zhou:? ?
Sitting on the grass eating the supposedly authentic Brazilian barbecue and drinking cold beer, Lu Zhou couldn't help but sigh.
When Jericho drove his Ford Explorer to a stop in front of the yard, Lu Zhou just dragged the suitcase out of the trunk and received a warm welcome.
In a sense, the fate of being misunderstood as a double agent is often worse than that of a commercial espionage in the usual sense. Whether it was an angry Exxon Mobil or a stain on his career resume, it was enough to make him say goodbye to his profession.
Jericho:? ?
Sure enough, he still preferred to stay with his students.
Jericho:? ?
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
Without any surprise, he was invited by IMU to give a 60-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians.
"Oh, damn... can't you wait for a while?" Hardy muttered, willing to admit defeat and slapped a Franklin on Qin Yue's hand.
"It's not delicious..." Ricardo shook his head subconsciously, but then quickly changed his mind and nodded happily, "No, no, no, it's delicious. Please send me to prison!"
Lu Zhou asked subconsciously as he stared blankly at Ricardo, who had runny nose and tears.
"Oh, damn... can't you wait for a while?" Hardy muttered, willing to admit defeat and slapped a Franklin on Qin Yue's hand.
At this time, Vera came over to him carrying a dinner plate.
Hold the grass, is this person crazy
Just like no one will compensate ExxonMobil and Professor Stanley for their losses, someone has to bear the consequences...
Having just returned from Columbia University, he not only needs a day to pack his luggage, but also needs this time to adjust his condition.
Lu Zhou asked subconsciously as he stared blankly at Ricardo, who had runny nose and tears.
As for the other letter, Lu Zhou had an unexpected expression on his face.
Why is the inviter the Institute of Condensed Matter Physics
After letting Jericho help him park the car in the garage, Lu Zhou walked into his cozy cabin with his suitcase.
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
[Dear Mr. Lu Zhou, I am very sorry to disturb your research during your busy schedule. Regarding your article "Theoretical Model of Electrochemical Interface Structure" recently published in "JACS", we have done detailed research and analysis, but there are still many questions...]
In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhou sent a report on the visit and exchange that he had written when he was at Columbia University to Nassau Hall at Princeton University, and then went to the Institute for Advanced Study.
[… If time permits, we sincerely hope you can come to Europe. We will arrange a report meeting for you, where scholars from all over the world will witness this great moment.]
Although the parties here were not as luxurious as those on Manhattan Island, they brought him a completely different kind of relaxation.
Spent the whole day leisurely.
Lu Zhou looked at him and sighed in his heart.
As a native American, he obviously knows the dangers of mentally ill patients better than Lu Zhou, and he also knows better how to deal with this situation.
In fact, considering the cause and effect of the matter, and thinking of Professor Sarote's relieved expression, he had probably guessed what Ricardo was worried about.
…
"Pay back the money."
There is nothing wrong with the letter itself.
He didn't want to say anything except MMP...
At this time, Vera came over to him carrying a dinner plate.
Having just returned from Columbia University, he not only needs a day to pack his luggage, but also needs this time to adjust his condition.
In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhou sent a report on the visit and exchange that he had written when he was at Columbia University to Nassau Hall at Princeton University, and then went to the Institute for Advanced Study.
However, Lu Zhou gestured to him, indicating that he didn't have to do this.
If he hadn't taken the data to ExxonMobil, where would it have ended
At this time, Vera came over to him carrying a dinner plate.
Jericho:? ?
Jericho:? ?
But once tomorrow comes, everything will be back on track...
After listening to Vera's report, Lu Zhou nodded approvingly.
However, as soon as he entered, he was stung by the dust in the room and sneezed.
"Although I really want to help you..." Looking at Ricardo, Lu Zhou paused for a moment and said helplessly, "But you should know that in principle, the civil lawsuit that has been withdrawn will be dismissed without any supplement to the case. The court will not accept the same case twice."
Generally speaking, reports are divided into forty-five minutes and sixty minutes. If nothing else, he may be the only Chinese scholar invited to give a 60-minute report at this International Congress of Mathematicians.
After sitting down next to him, the little girl chatted with him for a few words, and then reported to him the work during this period.
No one had lived in the house for two months, and the wind hadn't even passed.
However, even if his experience is worthy of sympathy, Lu Zhou will not feel sorry for it.
After listening to Lu Zhou's explanation, Ricardo turned pale, took two steps back, and sat down on the street.
Looking at the two people, Vera, who was holding her mouth shut, finally couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.
So, a group of people quickly took action. They followed Lu Zhou and dragged out the barbecue stove and folding table from the garage, and started a lively barbecue party on the lawn.
Vera's face blushed slightly, she looked away with embarrassment, and continued speaking faster, "In addition, while you were away, two letters were sent to your office. I picked them up from the mailroom for you. After taking it back, I put it in the drawer on the right side of your desk."
The security guard at the school gate removed his hand from his baton, and the passers-by looked at him with even more confusion and curiosity. Ricardo himself, on the other hand, looked pale and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
He had no plans to go to the Institute for Advanced Study all day today.
"Professor, you are finally back." The most exaggerated one among them was undoubtedly Hardy. Looking at Professor Lu who had returned, the enthusiastic Brazilian young man said happily, "We were still betting on whether you would just do this Stay there... I know you will not leave us alone."
Lu Zhou looked at him and sighed in his heart.
After returning to the office after a long absence, Lu Zhou sat down on the office chair and took out the two letters from the drawer on the right side.
Hold the grass, is this person crazy
In fact, considering the cause and effect of the matter, and thinking of Professor Sarote's relieved expression, he had probably guessed what Ricardo was worried about.
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
In fact, considering the cause and effect of the matter, and thinking of Professor Sarote's relieved expression, he had probably guessed what Ricardo was worried about.
In a sense, the fate of being misunderstood as a double agent is often worse than that of a commercial espionage in the usual sense. Whether it was an angry Exxon Mobil or a stain on his career resume, it was enough to make him say goodbye to his profession.
Even Wei Wen, who had a cold face, couldn't help but smile.
Looking at the two people, Vera, who was holding her mouth shut, finally couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.
However, even if his experience is worthy of sympathy, Lu Zhou will not feel sorry for it.
But luckily, all five of his students were here, and except for Hardy, he was the only one who had obtained membership in the Ivy League Club.
…
Lu Zhou smiled, feeling warm in his heart.
As for the other letter, Lu Zhou had an unexpected expression on his face.
Without any surprise, he was invited by IMU to give a 60-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians.
At this time, Vera came over to him carrying a dinner plate.
After sitting down next to him, the little girl chatted with him for a few words, and then reported to him the work during this period.
[… If time permits, we sincerely hope you can come to Europe. We will arrange a report meeting for you, where scholars from all over the world will witness this great moment.]
poor person must have something mean.
After listening to Lu Zhou's explanation, Ricardo turned pale, took two steps back, and sat down on the street.
It happened that the weather was not very hot today, so Hardy proposed a barbecue on the lawn, and everyone immediately agreed.
At this time, Vera came over to him carrying a dinner plate.
As for the kitchen, it is naturally unusable.
After returning to the office after a long absence, Lu Zhou sat down on the office chair and took out the two letters from the drawer on the right side.
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
Apparently there was no room for habitation in the place until it was thoroughly cleaned.
But unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.
If he hadn't taken the data to ExxonMobil, where would it have ended
This is the first time he has heard such a strange request in all the time he has been in the United States.
If he hadn't taken the data to ExxonMobil, where would it have ended
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
At this time, Vera came over to him carrying a dinner plate.
After reading the letter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.
After letting Jericho help him park the car in the garage, Lu Zhou walked into his cozy cabin with his suitcase.
He had no plans to go to the Institute for Advanced Study all day today.
If he were to resign normally, for the sake of his old employer, Lu Zhou might even introduce him to some better places from the scholars and research institutions he knew.
As a native American, he obviously knows the dangers of mentally ill patients better than Lu Zhou, and he also knows better how to deal with this situation.
Lu Zhou smiled, feeling warm in his heart.
But unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.
So, a group of people quickly took action. They followed Lu Zhou and dragged out the barbecue stove and folding table from the garage, and started a lively barbecue party on the lawn.
"It's not delicious..." Ricardo shook his head subconsciously, but then quickly changed his mind and nodded happily, "No, no, no, it's delicious. Please send me to prison!"
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
Jericho:? ?
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
…
Just like no one will compensate ExxonMobil and Professor Stanley for their losses, someone has to bear the consequences...
Only Lu Zhou's face gradually lost its smile.
Lu Zhou asked subconsciously as he stared blankly at Ricardo, who had runny nose and tears.
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
Leaving the car exhaust behind him and driving away, Lu Zhou finally returned to this quiet town with the title of honorary professor at Columbia University and a long separation from Princeton.
poor person must have something mean.
[… If time permits, we sincerely hope you can come to Europe. We will arrange a report meeting for you, where scholars from all over the world will witness this great moment.]
Leaving the car exhaust behind him and driving away, Lu Zhou finally returned to this quiet town with the title of honorary professor at Columbia University and a long separation from Princeton.
…
Leaving the car exhaust behind him and driving away, Lu Zhou finally returned to this quiet town with the title of honorary professor at Columbia University and a long separation from Princeton.
At this time, Vera came over to him carrying a dinner plate.
Sitting on the grass eating the supposedly authentic Brazilian barbecue and drinking cold beer, Lu Zhou couldn't help but sigh.
Without any surprise, he was invited by IMU to give a 60-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians.
Leaving the car exhaust behind him and driving away, Lu Zhou finally returned to this quiet town with the title of honorary professor at Columbia University and a long separation from Princeton.
So, a group of people quickly took action. They followed Lu Zhou and dragged out the barbecue stove and folding table from the garage, and started a lively barbecue party on the lawn.
At this time, Vera came over to him carrying a dinner plate.
However, Lu Zhou gestured to him, indicating that he didn't have to do this.
After letting Jericho help him park the car in the garage, Lu Zhou walked into his cozy cabin with his suitcase.
“Is prison food in federal prison that good?”
After reading the letter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.
This is the first time he has heard such a strange request in all the time he has been in the United States.
When Jericho drove his Ford Explorer to a stop in front of the yard, Lu Zhou just dragged the suitcase out of the trunk and received a warm welcome.
After reading the letter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.
"It's not delicious..." Ricardo shook his head subconsciously, but then quickly changed his mind and nodded happily, "No, no, no, it's delicious. Please send me to prison!"
Why is the inviter the Institute of Condensed Matter Physics
As for the other letter, Lu Zhou had an unexpected expression on his face.
"Professor, you are finally back." The most exaggerated one among them was undoubtedly Hardy. Looking at Professor Lu who had returned, the enthusiastic Brazilian young man said happily, "We were still betting on whether you would just do this Stay there... I know you will not leave us alone."
Considering that this might be the case at home, Lu Zhou originally planned to go to the Ivy Club for lunch.
One letter was sent from the International Union of Mathematicians (IMU), which is an invitation letter to the International Congress of Mathematicians to be held in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, on August 1 next year.
poor person must have something mean.
Lu Zhou asked subconsciously as he stared blankly at Ricardo, who had runny nose and tears.
[… If time permits, we sincerely hope you can come to Europe. We will arrange a report meeting for you, where scholars from all over the world will witness this great moment.]
[—Max Planck Society Institute for Condensed Matter Physics]
Lu Zhou smiled, feeling warm in his heart.
But unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.
Including the teaching work of the number theory class in the past two months, including the results of the subject test, including the research progress of the Kakutani conjecture...
After reading the letter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.
No one had lived in the house for two months, and the wind hadn't even passed.
However, just when he was about to say something, Qin Yue patted Hadi's shoulder expressionlessly and uttered only two words.
After reading the letter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.
However, as soon as he entered, he was stung by the dust in the room and sneezed.
Without any surprise, he was invited by IMU to give a 60-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians.
As a native American, he obviously knows the dangers of mentally ill patients better than Lu Zhou, and he also knows better how to deal with this situation.
poor person must have something mean.
After sitting down next to him, the little girl chatted with him for a few words, and then reported to him the work during this period.
Apparently there was no room for habitation in the place until it was thoroughly cleaned.
One letter was sent from the International Union of Mathematicians (IMU), which is an invitation letter to the International Congress of Mathematicians to be held in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, on August 1 next year.
"Pay back the money."
Vera's face blushed slightly, she looked away with embarrassment, and continued speaking faster, "In addition, while you were away, two letters were sent to your office. I picked them up from the mailroom for you. After taking it back, I put it in the drawer on the right side of your desk."
Jericho:? ?
This letter was sent across the ocean from Germany.
Lu Zhou:? ?
"Oh, damn... can't you wait for a while?" Hardy muttered, willing to admit defeat and slapped a Franklin on Qin Yue's hand.
After listening to Vera's report, Lu Zhou nodded approvingly.
Lu Zhou smiled, feeling warm in his heart.
Looking at the two people, Vera, who was holding her mouth shut, finally couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.
As for the other letter, Lu Zhou had an unexpected expression on his face.
Only Lu Zhou's face gradually lost its smile.
If he hadn't taken the data to ExxonMobil, where would it have ended
But unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.
Considering that this might be the case at home, Lu Zhou originally planned to go to the Ivy Club for lunch.
Looking at the two people, Vera, who was holding her mouth shut, finally couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.
He didn't want to say anything except MMP...
This is the first time he has heard such a strange request in all the time he has been in the United States.
As for the other letter, Lu Zhou had an unexpected expression on his face.
After letting Jericho help him park the car in the garage, Lu Zhou walked into his cozy cabin with his suitcase.
Why is the inviter the Institute of Condensed Matter Physics
No one had lived in the house for two months, and the wind hadn't even passed.
No one had lived in the house for two months, and the wind hadn't even passed.
Even Wei Wen, who had a cold face, couldn't help but smile.
Sitting on the grass eating the supposedly authentic Brazilian barbecue and drinking cold beer, Lu Zhou couldn't help but sigh.
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded: "I understand, I will go over and take a look tomorrow."
One letter was sent from the International Union of Mathematicians (IMU), which is an invitation letter to the International Congress of Mathematicians to be held in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, on August 1 next year.
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
Lu Zhou looked at him and sighed in his heart.
Only Lu Zhou's face gradually lost its smile.
But what he doesn't understand is...
However, as soon as he entered, he was stung by the dust in the room and sneezed.
After reading the letter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.
Considering that this might be the case at home, Lu Zhou originally planned to go to the Ivy Club for lunch.
He didn't want to say anything except MMP...
Without any surprise, he was invited by IMU to give a 60-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians.
Why is the inviter the Institute of Condensed Matter Physics
After letting Jericho help him park the car in the garage, Lu Zhou walked into his cozy cabin with his suitcase.
Just like no one will compensate ExxonMobil and Professor Stanley for their losses, someone has to bear the consequences...
"Pay back the money."
Considering that this might be the case at home, Lu Zhou originally planned to go to the Ivy Club for lunch.
Leaving the car exhaust behind him and driving away, Lu Zhou finally returned to this quiet town with the title of honorary professor at Columbia University and a long separation from Princeton.
[—Max Planck Society Institute for Condensed Matter Physics]
However, as soon as he entered, he was stung by the dust in the room and sneezed.
This is the first time he has heard such a strange request in all the time he has been in the United States.
Although the parties here were not as luxurious as those on Manhattan Island, they brought him a completely different kind of relaxation.
After reading the letter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.
"Professor, you are finally back." The most exaggerated one among them was undoubtedly Hardy. Looking at Professor Lu who had returned, the enthusiastic Brazilian young man said happily, "We were still betting on whether you would just do this Stay there... I know you will not leave us alone."
After listening to Vera's report, Lu Zhou nodded approvingly.
No one had lived in the house for two months, and the wind hadn't even passed.
As for the other letter, Lu Zhou had an unexpected expression on his face.
So, a group of people quickly took action. They followed Lu Zhou and dragged out the barbecue stove and folding table from the garage, and started a lively barbecue party on the lawn.
"It's not delicious..." Ricardo shook his head subconsciously, but then quickly changed his mind and nodded happily, "No, no, no, it's delicious. Please send me to prison!"
[—Max Planck Society Institute for Condensed Matter Physics]
He didn't want to say anything except MMP...
There is nothing wrong with the letter itself.
Apparently there was no room for habitation in the place until it was thoroughly cleaned.
However, Lu Zhou gestured to him, indicating that he didn't have to do this.
However, as soon as he entered, he was stung by the dust in the room and sneezed.
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded: "I understand, I will go over and take a look tomorrow."
But luckily, all five of his students were here, and except for Hardy, he was the only one who had obtained membership in the Ivy League Club.
Generally speaking, reports are divided into forty-five minutes and sixty minutes. If nothing else, he may be the only Chinese scholar invited to give a 60-minute report at this International Congress of Mathematicians.
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
As for the kitchen, it is naturally unusable.
In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhou sent a report on the visit and exchange that he had written when he was at Columbia University to Nassau Hall at Princeton University, and then went to the Institute for Advanced Study.
"Professor, you are finally back." The most exaggerated one among them was undoubtedly Hardy. Looking at Professor Lu who had returned, the enthusiastic Brazilian young man said happily, "We were still betting on whether you would just do this Stay there... I know you will not leave us alone."
Considering that this might be the case at home, Lu Zhou originally planned to go to the Ivy Club for lunch.
Having just returned from Columbia University, he not only needs a day to pack his luggage, but also needs this time to adjust his condition.
But luckily, all five of his students were here, and except for Hardy, he was the only one who had obtained membership in the Ivy League Club.
When Jericho drove his Ford Explorer to a stop in front of the yard, Lu Zhou just dragged the suitcase out of the trunk and received a warm welcome.
But luckily, all five of his students were here, and except for Hardy, he was the only one who had obtained membership in the Ivy League Club.
The security guard at the school gate removed his hand from his baton, and the passers-by looked at him with even more confusion and curiosity. Ricardo himself, on the other hand, looked pale and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
…
However, even if his experience is worthy of sympathy, Lu Zhou will not feel sorry for it.
Lu Zhou swore.
It happened that the weather was not very hot today, so Hardy proposed a barbecue on the lawn, and everyone immediately agreed.
Looking at the two people, Vera, who was holding her mouth shut, finally couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.
But unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.
In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhou sent a report on the visit and exchange that he had written when he was at Columbia University to Nassau Hall at Princeton University, and then went to the Institute for Advanced Study.
Lu Zhou smiled, feeling warm in his heart.
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
Lu Zhou:? ?
So, a group of people quickly took action. They followed Lu Zhou and dragged out the barbecue stove and folding table from the garage, and started a lively barbecue party on the lawn.
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded: "I understand, I will go over and take a look tomorrow."
Generally speaking, reports are divided into forty-five minutes and sixty minutes. If nothing else, he may be the only Chinese scholar invited to give a 60-minute report at this International Congress of Mathematicians.
But once tomorrow comes, everything will be back on track...
No one had lived in the house for two months, and the wind hadn't even passed.
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
"Oh, damn... can't you wait for a while?" Hardy muttered, willing to admit defeat and slapped a Franklin on Qin Yue's hand.
Sitting on the grass eating the supposedly authentic Brazilian barbecue and drinking cold beer, Lu Zhou couldn't help but sigh.
[Dear Mr. Lu Zhou, I am very sorry to disturb your research during your busy schedule. Regarding your article "Theoretical Model of Electrochemical Interface Structure" recently published in "JACS", we have done detailed research and analysis, but there are still many questions...]
Considering that this might be the case at home, Lu Zhou originally planned to go to the Ivy Club for lunch.
Although the parties here were not as luxurious as those on Manhattan Island, they brought him a completely different kind of relaxation.
But once tomorrow comes, everything will be back on track...
Lu Zhou looked at him and sighed in his heart.
Including the teaching work of the number theory class in the past two months, including the results of the subject test, including the research progress of the Kakutani conjecture...
Lu Zhou asked subconsciously as he stared blankly at Ricardo, who had runny nose and tears.
Sure enough, he still preferred to stay with his students.
"Good job," he cast an encouraging look at her, smiled, and continued, "Remember what I said before? I said you will adapt to this job."
In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhou sent a report on the visit and exchange that he had written when he was at Columbia University to Nassau Hall at Princeton University, and then went to the Institute for Advanced Study.
Jericho:? ?
Jericho:? ?
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
At this time, Vera came over to him carrying a dinner plate.
After sitting down next to him, the little girl chatted with him for a few words, and then reported to him the work during this period.
Hold the grass, is this person crazy
But what he doesn't understand is...
After sitting down next to him, the little girl chatted with him for a few words, and then reported to him the work during this period.
"Oh, damn... can't you wait for a while?" Hardy muttered, willing to admit defeat and slapped a Franklin on Qin Yue's hand.
[—Max Planck Society Institute for Condensed Matter Physics]
"Pay back the money."
"Professor, you are finally back." The most exaggerated one among them was undoubtedly Hardy. Looking at Professor Lu who had returned, the enthusiastic Brazilian young man said happily, "We were still betting on whether you would just do this Stay there... I know you will not leave us alone."
…
After listening to Vera's report, Lu Zhou nodded approvingly.
Including the teaching work of the number theory class in the past two months, including the results of the subject test, including the research progress of the Kakutani conjecture...
Hold the grass, is this person crazy
Without any surprise, he was invited by IMU to give a 60-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians.
As a native American, he obviously knows the dangers of mentally ill patients better than Lu Zhou, and he also knows better how to deal with this situation.
After listening to Vera's report, Lu Zhou nodded approvingly.
[… If time permits, we sincerely hope you can come to Europe. We will arrange a report meeting for you, where scholars from all over the world will witness this great moment.]
Just like no one will compensate ExxonMobil and Professor Stanley for their losses, someone has to bear the consequences...
"Oh, damn... can't you wait for a while?" Hardy muttered, willing to admit defeat and slapped a Franklin on Qin Yue's hand.
One letter was sent from the International Union of Mathematicians (IMU), which is an invitation letter to the International Congress of Mathematicians to be held in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, on August 1 next year.
In fact, considering the cause and effect of the matter, and thinking of Professor Sarote's relieved expression, he had probably guessed what Ricardo was worried about.
"Good job," he cast an encouraging look at her, smiled, and continued, "Remember what I said before? I said you will adapt to this job."
No one had lived in the house for two months, and the wind hadn't even passed.
If he were to resign normally, for the sake of his old employer, Lu Zhou might even introduce him to some better places from the scholars and research institutions he knew.
After listening to Lu Zhou's explanation, Ricardo turned pale, took two steps back, and sat down on the street.
[Dear Mr. Lu Zhou, I am very sorry to disturb your research during your busy schedule. Regarding your article "Theoretical Model of Electrochemical Interface Structure" recently published in "JACS", we have done detailed research and analysis, but there are still many questions...]
poor person must have something mean.
Looking at the two people, Vera, who was holding her mouth shut, finally couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.
"Oh, damn... can't you wait for a while?" Hardy muttered, willing to admit defeat and slapped a Franklin on Qin Yue's hand.
However, as soon as he entered, he was stung by the dust in the room and sneezed.
Vera's face blushed slightly, she looked away with embarrassment, and continued speaking faster, "In addition, while you were away, two letters were sent to your office. I picked them up from the mailroom for you. After taking it back, I put it in the drawer on the right side of your desk."
After sitting down next to him, the little girl chatted with him for a few words, and then reported to him the work during this period.
However, even if his experience is worthy of sympathy, Lu Zhou will not feel sorry for it.
When Jericho drove his Ford Explorer to a stop in front of the yard, Lu Zhou just dragged the suitcase out of the trunk and received a warm welcome.
However, even if his experience is worthy of sympathy, Lu Zhou will not feel sorry for it.
Sitting on the grass eating the supposedly authentic Brazilian barbecue and drinking cold beer, Lu Zhou couldn't help but sigh.
In a sense, the fate of being misunderstood as a double agent is often worse than that of a commercial espionage in the usual sense. Whether it was an angry Exxon Mobil or a stain on his career resume, it was enough to make him say goodbye to his profession.
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded: "I understand, I will go over and take a look tomorrow."
When Jericho drove his Ford Explorer to a stop in front of the yard, Lu Zhou just dragged the suitcase out of the trunk and received a warm welcome.
Vera's face blushed slightly, she looked away with embarrassment, and continued speaking faster, "In addition, while you were away, two letters were sent to your office. I picked them up from the mailroom for you. After taking it back, I put it in the drawer on the right side of your desk."
After listening to Vera's report, Lu Zhou nodded approvingly.
Sure enough, he still preferred to stay with his students.
After listening to Lu Zhou's explanation, Ricardo turned pale, took two steps back, and sat down on the street.
When Jericho drove his Ford Explorer to a stop in front of the yard, Lu Zhou just dragged the suitcase out of the trunk and received a warm welcome.
Having just returned from Columbia University, he not only needs a day to pack his luggage, but also needs this time to adjust his condition.
Lu Zhou smiled, feeling warm in his heart.
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
But luckily, all five of his students were here, and except for Hardy, he was the only one who had obtained membership in the Ivy League Club.
Lu Zhou:? ?
[—Max Planck Society Institute for Condensed Matter Physics]
At this time, Vera came over to him carrying a dinner plate.
He had no plans to go to the Institute for Advanced Study all day today.
If he were to resign normally, for the sake of his old employer, Lu Zhou might even introduce him to some better places from the scholars and research institutions he knew.
[—Max Planck Society Institute for Condensed Matter Physics]
Lu Zhou:? ?
This is the first time he has heard such a strange request in all the time he has been in the United States.
Vera's face blushed slightly, she looked away with embarrassment, and continued speaking faster, "In addition, while you were away, two letters were sent to your office. I picked them up from the mailroom for you. After taking it back, I put it in the drawer on the right side of your desk."
But once tomorrow comes, everything will be back on track...
"Good job," he cast an encouraging look at her, smiled, and continued, "Remember what I said before? I said you will adapt to this job."
No one had lived in the house for two months, and the wind hadn't even passed.
Only Lu Zhou's face gradually lost its smile.
…
poor person must have something mean.
Although the parties here were not as luxurious as those on Manhattan Island, they brought him a completely different kind of relaxation.
He had no plans to go to the Institute for Advanced Study all day today.
Spent the whole day leisurely.
Hold the grass, is this person crazy
The security guard at the school gate removed his hand from his baton, and the passers-by looked at him with even more confusion and curiosity. Ricardo himself, on the other hand, looked pale and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
As for the other letter, Lu Zhou had an unexpected expression on his face.
"Good job," he cast an encouraging look at her, smiled, and continued, "Remember what I said before? I said you will adapt to this job."
In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhou sent a report on the visit and exchange that he had written when he was at Columbia University to Nassau Hall at Princeton University, and then went to the Institute for Advanced Study.
But once tomorrow comes, everything will be back on track...
After letting Jericho help him park the car in the garage, Lu Zhou walked into his cozy cabin with his suitcase.
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded: "I understand, I will go over and take a look tomorrow."
Lu Zhou:? ?
This is the first time he has heard such a strange request in all the time he has been in the United States.
Although the parties here were not as luxurious as those on Manhattan Island, they brought him a completely different kind of relaxation.
No one had lived in the house for two months, and the wind hadn't even passed.
If he hadn't taken the data to ExxonMobil, where would it have ended
After returning to the office after a long absence, Lu Zhou sat down on the office chair and took out the two letters from the drawer on the right side.
Lu Zhou asked subconsciously as he stared blankly at Ricardo, who had runny nose and tears.
However, Lu Zhou gestured to him, indicating that he didn't have to do this.
But once tomorrow comes, everything will be back on track...
No one had lived in the house for two months, and the wind hadn't even passed.
Including the teaching work of the number theory class in the past two months, including the results of the subject test, including the research progress of the Kakutani conjecture...
One letter was sent from the International Union of Mathematicians (IMU), which is an invitation letter to the International Congress of Mathematicians to be held in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, on August 1 next year.
"Oh, damn... can't you wait for a while?" Hardy muttered, willing to admit defeat and slapped a Franklin on Qin Yue's hand.
One letter was sent from the International Union of Mathematicians (IMU), which is an invitation letter to the International Congress of Mathematicians to be held in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, on August 1 next year.
But unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.
As for the kitchen, it is naturally unusable.
If he were to resign normally, for the sake of his old employer, Lu Zhou might even introduce him to some better places from the scholars and research institutions he knew.
After listening to Vera's report, Lu Zhou nodded approvingly.
Lu Zhou asked subconsciously as he stared blankly at Ricardo, who had runny nose and tears.
But luckily, all five of his students were here, and except for Hardy, he was the only one who had obtained membership in the Ivy League Club.
"Oh, damn... can't you wait for a while?" Hardy muttered, willing to admit defeat and slapped a Franklin on Qin Yue's hand.
Lu Zhou smiled, feeling warm in his heart.
Without any surprise, he was invited by IMU to give a 60-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians.
In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhou sent a report on the visit and exchange that he had written when he was at Columbia University to Nassau Hall at Princeton University, and then went to the Institute for Advanced Study.
One letter was sent from the International Union of Mathematicians (IMU), which is an invitation letter to the International Congress of Mathematicians to be held in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, on August 1 next year.
Only Lu Zhou's face gradually lost its smile.
…
In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhou sent a report on the visit and exchange that he had written when he was at Columbia University to Nassau Hall at Princeton University, and then went to the Institute for Advanced Study.
…
Generally speaking, reports are divided into forty-five minutes and sixty minutes. If nothing else, he may be the only Chinese scholar invited to give a 60-minute report at this International Congress of Mathematicians.
…
He didn't want to say anything except MMP...
"Professor, you are finally back." The most exaggerated one among them was undoubtedly Hardy. Looking at Professor Lu who had returned, the enthusiastic Brazilian young man said happily, "We were still betting on whether you would just do this Stay there... I know you will not leave us alone."
Jericho:? ?
Without any surprise, he was invited by IMU to give a 60-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians.
Including the teaching work of the number theory class in the past two months, including the results of the subject test, including the research progress of the Kakutani conjecture...
“Is prison food in federal prison that good?”
As for the other letter, Lu Zhou had an unexpected expression on his face.
In fact, considering the cause and effect of the matter, and thinking of Professor Sarote's relieved expression, he had probably guessed what Ricardo was worried about.
Hold the grass, is this person crazy
This letter was sent across the ocean from Germany.
"Good job," he cast an encouraging look at her, smiled, and continued, "Remember what I said before? I said you will adapt to this job."
After returning to the office after a long absence, Lu Zhou sat down on the office chair and took out the two letters from the drawer on the right side.
After reading the letter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.
No one had lived in the house for two months, and the wind hadn't even passed.
This letter was sent across the ocean from Germany.
Just like no one will compensate ExxonMobil and Professor Stanley for their losses, someone has to bear the consequences...
[—Max Planck Society Institute for Condensed Matter Physics]
However, even if his experience is worthy of sympathy, Lu Zhou will not feel sorry for it.
In fact, considering the cause and effect of the matter, and thinking of Professor Sarote's relieved expression, he had probably guessed what Ricardo was worried about.
Only Lu Zhou's face gradually lost its smile.
Only Lu Zhou's face gradually lost its smile.
[Dear Mr. Lu Zhou, I am very sorry to disturb your research during your busy schedule. Regarding your article "Theoretical Model of Electrochemical Interface Structure" recently published in "JACS", we have done detailed research and analysis, but there are still many questions...]
One letter was sent from the International Union of Mathematicians (IMU), which is an invitation letter to the International Congress of Mathematicians to be held in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, on August 1 next year.
“Is prison food in federal prison that good?”
Without any surprise, he was invited by IMU to give a 60-minute report at the International Congress of Mathematicians.
But once tomorrow comes, everything will be back on track...
Jericho:? ?
After listening to Lu Zhou's explanation, Ricardo turned pale, took two steps back, and sat down on the street.
Apparently there was no room for habitation in the place until it was thoroughly cleaned.
[… If time permits, we sincerely hope you can come to Europe. We will arrange a report meeting for you, where scholars from all over the world will witness this great moment.]
There is nothing wrong with the letter itself.
Having just returned from Columbia University, he not only needs a day to pack his luggage, but also needs this time to adjust his condition.
However, Lu Zhou gestured to him, indicating that he didn't have to do this.
"Professor, you are finally back." The most exaggerated one among them was undoubtedly Hardy. Looking at Professor Lu who had returned, the enthusiastic Brazilian young man said happily, "We were still betting on whether you would just do this Stay there... I know you will not leave us alone."
[—Max Planck Society Institute for Condensed Matter Physics]
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
Jericho looked at Ricardo nervously and had already taken out his cell phone, preparing to call the police.
In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhou sent a report on the visit and exchange that he had written when he was at Columbia University to Nassau Hall at Princeton University, and then went to the Institute for Advanced Study.
However, just when he was about to say something, Qin Yue patted Hadi's shoulder expressionlessly and uttered only two words.
In the early morning of the next day, Lu Zhou sent a report on the visit and exchange that he had written when he was at Columbia University to Nassau Hall at Princeton University, and then went to the Institute for Advanced Study.
After reading the letter from beginning to end, Lu Zhou couldn't help but have a strange expression on his face.
However, Lu Zhou gestured to him, indicating that he didn't have to do this.
Sitting on the grass eating the supposedly authentic Brazilian barbecue and drinking cold beer, Lu Zhou couldn't help but sigh.
So, a group of people quickly took action. They followed Lu Zhou and dragged out the barbecue stove and folding table from the garage, and started a lively barbecue party on the lawn.
“Is prison food in federal prison that good?”
Jericho:? ?
If he were to resign normally, for the sake of his old employer, Lu Zhou might even introduce him to some better places from the scholars and research institutions he knew.
However, just when he was about to say something, Qin Yue patted Hadi's shoulder expressionlessly and uttered only two words.
Considering that this might be the case at home, Lu Zhou originally planned to go to the Ivy Club for lunch.
There is nothing wrong with the letter itself.
This letter was sent across the ocean from Germany.
No one had lived in the house for two months, and the wind hadn't even passed.
Apparently there was no room for habitation in the place until it was thoroughly cleaned.
After returning to the office after a long absence, Lu Zhou sat down on the office chair and took out the two letters from the drawer on the right side.
However, Lu Zhou gestured to him, indicating that he didn't have to do this.
However, Lu Zhou gestured to him, indicating that he didn't have to do this.
Leaving the car exhaust behind him and driving away, Lu Zhou finally returned to this quiet town with the title of honorary professor at Columbia University and a long separation from Princeton.
But what he doesn't understand is...
…
[—Max Planck Society Institute for Condensed Matter Physics]
The security guard at the school gate removed his hand from his baton, and the passers-by looked at him with even more confusion and curiosity. Ricardo himself, on the other hand, looked pale and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
[… If time permits, we sincerely hope you can come to Europe. We will arrange a report meeting for you, where scholars from all over the world will witness this great moment.]
As for the other letter, Lu Zhou had an unexpected expression on his face.
Sure enough, he still preferred to stay with his students.
As for the kitchen, it is naturally unusable.
After letting Jericho help him park the car in the garage, Lu Zhou walked into his cozy cabin with his suitcase.
Why is the inviter the Institute of Condensed Matter Physics
In a sense, the fate of being misunderstood as a double agent is often worse than that of a commercial espionage in the usual sense. Whether it was an angry Exxon Mobil or a stain on his career resume, it was enough to make him say goodbye to his profession.
…
Lu Zhou smiled and nodded: "I understand, I will go over and take a look tomorrow."