After asking Sanjiu to bring food back for Wuyue, Su Yang also went to see Lingyin.
The two of them ate out together.
Before and after Su Yang transmigrated, he also considered whether he should be more thrifty, but didn't he work hard to earn money because he had no money?
If he didn't enjoy it, would his money just be left in the bank?
He became hesitant. However, after interacting with Ling Yin, he realized that there was someone else beside him. He might still be restrained by his past thoughts, but he really wanted Ling Yin to live a better life.
Therefore, after interacting with Ling Yin, he was the kind of person who wanted to earn money but was not stingy with it.
At the same time, he was also influenced by Ling Yin, making his heart feel even broader.
That was why when he knew that he was terminally ill, he had to divide his assets into three parts. One part was given to Ling Yin, one part to Sanjiu, and the last part was donated.
……
"Lingyin, I always feel that your movements are very elegant.”Su Yang said gently with his hand on his cheek.
They were currently in a high-class star-rated restaurant called Masili. Both the decor and service were first-class.
During the meal, there were waiters waiting at the side.
Just like a noble.
Of course, the price was also very beautiful.
Because it was very expensive, one could often see some upper-class people or famous celebrities here.
Because of her outstanding appearance and temperament that was almost from a different world, Ling Yin was often targeted by some scouts.
Ling Yin would also often display an elegant temperament, which made people wonder what kind of person she was in the past and what her identity was.
It could be said that Su Yang did not even suspect that she was a princess of a small country.
"Are you really not going to continue searching for your memories?”Su Yang said. "The worst part of the investigation is that you were left in the orphanage, but there are still many suspicious points. Perhaps you really are a princess from some country who has fallen into misfortune.”
"I don't think memories are important.”However, Ling Yin appeared very calm. "I like my life now."
Hmm…
Su Yang thought so too.
As long as he thought about Ling Yin regaining her memories and leaving him, he would not be able to sleep.
"Oh, right." Su Yang remembered Ling Yin's schedule in the morning." Have you sent the proof of the Riemann hypothesis?”
"Yes, I sent it out." Ling Yin replied.
However, it might be different from Su Yang's understanding. She didn't send it to the international mathematics committee, but to the program team of the Japanese TV station's [Commemoration of Riemann] series that Su Yang watched at home.
This program had several episodes and was still being broadcasted.
At the same time, she also invited the youngest mathematics doctor from the MIT University, Sanfang, to verify some of her theories.
This program was going to be broadcast live. If the script was used, it would probably cause a sensation.
Rather than slowly sending it to the Mathematics Organizing Committee, it was better to let the whole country know how amazing Little Sun was.
Moreover…
Little Yang had taken a break from school because of illness.
Although it wouldn't stain his resume, it would be best to make the school take the initiative to cancel the suspension.
It could be said that Ling Yin was heartbroken.
On the other side.
Selling TV stations.
" The funds are still not enough…"
"Every time, it has to be followed by an entertainment program.”
The program director of Riemann's hypothesis couldn't help but complain.
Then, he looked at the young man wearing a scholar's robe and gold-rimmed glasses.
"I'm sorry, Dr. Sanfang. I made you wait for so long. I didn't expect them to delay.”
"I'm fine."
Dr. Sanfang said as she pushed up her glasses. "I don't have class today, and I don't have to give a speech.”
"There's more. Regarding the live broadcast, can I add a fan letter to make it more interesting?”the director suggested.
The director was very respectful to this special guest, Hayato Miyoshi.
This was because he had been working on the Riemann hypothesis and was currently the most eye-catching elite who could solve it.
Therefore, he could pull some eyeballs. The programs nowadays were really getting harder and harder to do.
Therefore, such a heavyweight figure could not be invited even with ten thousand gold coins. It was very famous internationally.
"Hmm?" San Fang looked over.
In fact, he already knew in his heart that this program team wasn't very rich. Compared to so many television episodes, it would be better for him to give a few more lectures to earn money.
It was just that he also wanted to make himself more famous, so it was a win-win situation.
"But why did you guys think of adding guests to the event?”San Fang was a little curious. The people in this program were more of the rigid type and did not like to break the plan.
"It's this…"
The director handed over three thick envelopes and said embarrassedly.
"Someone specially handed these things over in the morning.”
"Oh." San Fang opened the first envelope.
There was only a note inside.
[This is Xiao Yang's proof of the Riemann hypothesis. I hope the program team can give him a shot.]]
This kind of thing was a request, and he could ignore it.
However, the other party's next sentence was unavoidable.
[The second envelope is a deposit. If Dr. Sanfang is involved, she will receive ten times the deposit. Of course, you can choose not to interview Little Yang later.]
Oh.
San Fang directly ignored the last sentence. If there was money in the envelope, would the other party's Little Sun be worth that much money?
His attention was on the envelope, to see how much this interesting person was willing to spend.
However, it didn't seem to be much if it was just an envelope. A hundred thousand?
Sanfang could get about 500,000 to 600,000 yuan for one lecture, so she was not too tempted.
However, when he opened the envelope, there were only two signed checks.
One of them was marked to be given to the production team. It was a million yuan.
The other one was for him, also worth one million yuan.
F * ck.
10 times that would be 20 million.
San Fang instantly understood why such an exquisite director would directly overturn the original plan.
He had been bought over by money.
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