Omnipotent Data

Chapter 396

"Professor, you see our project is almost over, can I take half a month off?" Cheng Nuo stood in front of Professor Fresnel's desk, rubbing his hands and asked.

"Half a month?" Professor Fresnel glanced at Cheng Nuo, "So long?"

Cheng Nuo said without changing his expression, "I have some personal matters to deal with."

Professor Fresnel raised his hand, "Okay, sure!"

"Professor, you are busy, I'll go first." Cheng Nuomei said goodbye and left.

The holiday is here, the International Congress of Mathematicians, here I come!

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The next morning, Cheng Nuo was woken up by the phone ringing.

"Hello, who is it?" Cheng Nuo said in a daze.

A clear female voice came from the other end of the phone, "It's me, Tan Weiwei, I've already booked the flight ticket, ten o'clock in the morning, don't forget."

"No, I promise to be there on time!" Cheng Nuo instantly sobered up.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Nuo briefly washed up, then took a taxi and headed straight to Cambridge Airport with a suitcase containing a few days' worth of laundry.

"Cheng Nuo, this way, this way!" As soon as Cheng Nuo got out of the car, he saw a petite figure waving vigorously to him not far away.

Cheng Nuo walked over with a smile, and took the small suitcase from Tan Weiwei's hand.

Tan slightly wrinkled his nose and waved his hand, "Let's go, goal, Philadelphia!"

In 2022, the 29th International Congress of Mathematicians will be held in Philadelphia, USA.

It's only a few hours away from Cambridge.

Originally, the venue of the 29th International Conference of Scholars was originally scheduled to be held in Yokohama, an island country. However, it had just been baptized by a tsunami some time ago and was in the reconstruction stage. Naturally, it could not support such a large-scale conference to be held normally. .

As a result, the International Conference of Mathematicians, which was supposed to be held in early August, was postponed for two months, and the venue was changed from Yokohama, an island country, to Philadelphia, the United States.

Cheng Nuo and Tan Weiwei got on the plane,

all the way west.

Tan Weiwei sat by the window, while Cheng Nuo sat by the aisle and fell asleep.

"Gentlemen, would you like something to drink?"

"A cup of coffee, thank you."

"Give me a glass of juice."

While dozing off, Cheng Nuo heard the conversation between the two people in the seat in front and the flight attendant.

He didn't pay much attention to it, but he didn't expect that after a while, he heard a few ear-piercing noises, which made Cheng Nuo sleepless.

"What's the matter with you, flight attendant? You're so careless! Look at what you've done to these materials!"

"I'm sorry, sir, I really didn't mean it! Just now the plane swayed suddenly, and I just..."

"It doesn't matter if it's not intentional! Take a look, can something like this still work?"

"Sir, I'll pay, can't I pay?"

"Compensation? That's not necessary, you just need to complete the information you damaged for us."

Cheng Nuo frowned and opened his eyes, and saw a blond-haired, blue-eyed flight attendant in professional suit standing awkwardly in front of the two men in the front seat, with her head down, looking extremely aggrieved.

There was a lot of movement here, and the passengers in the cabin also turned their attention to this side almost at the same time.

"Well, what happened, it's so noisy!" Tan Weiwei woke up slowly, rubbing his sleepy eyes and asked.

Cheng Nuo shrugged and pointed to the front, "There's an unreasonable guy who quarreled with the stewardess."

The person who was arguing with the stewardess was sitting right in front of Tan Weiwei. Due to the position, Cheng Nuo could only see his profile.

He looked young, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and at this moment, he was pressing every step of the way, insisting that the stewardess complete the information about being wet by her.

But how could she do it.

Several sheets of A4 paper were spilled with coffee, and large swathes of handwriting became blurred.

What's more, the professional knowledge in it is not something that a young flight attendant like her can dabble in.

The stewardess resisted the urge to cry, and said to the young man, "Sir, I'm sorry, I really can't do it!"

"I can't do it!" The young man heheed, "I knew you couldn't do it."

"Okay, step back." He waved his hand. The stewardess felt relieved just now, but the young man continued to say, "After getting off the plane, your airline immediately returned a letter of complaint about you."

The young man took a deep look at the stewardess, "You know your company's system better than we do. I hope you will still be there when we return!"

The stewardess had tears in her eyes, "You, you..."

Under the disgusting gazes of everyone, the young man didn't seem to notice it, and said lightly, "Either, help us complete your dirty documents now, or wait for our complaint!"

As soon as the words fell, some passengers began to whisper.

"Who is that? It's too bullying! Looking at the eyes, it's quite gentle. I didn't expect to say such a thing!"

"This stewardess is also very good-tempered. If it were me, I would never recognize her with such a big mouth!"

"It's really embarrassing. Looking at their information, it should be a professional mathematics literature. It must be crazy to ask a flight attendant to complete it?"

...

The middle-aged man sitting next to the young man remained silent.

The young man glanced at the teacher's face and found that there was nothing unusual, so he deliberately amplified the volume and said to the stewardess, "Of course, if you ask other people to help you complete it, I don't have to pursue it."

The stewardess looked around the cabin for help.

Everyone shook their heads.

The middle-aged man who has been sitting silently looks like a person who is engaged in scientific research, coupled with the extremely advanced field of mathematics, the professional articles, they want to complete, it is tantamount to nonsense.

The stewardess became more and more sad. After looking around, her eyes fell on Cheng Nuo who was sitting behind the middle-aged man.

It was just scanning subconsciously, but unexpectedly, the young man who looked like that student stood up.

stand up...

The flight attendant was stunned for a few tenths of a second, and then asked professionally, "Sir, what do you need?"

Cheng Nuo smiled, "I don't need anything, I'm here to help you."

He stretched out his hand and said to the stewardess who hadn't recovered, "Give me your dirty documents."

"Oh." The stewardess handed the wet A4 papers to Cheng Nuo.

Cheng Nuo took it over and glanced at it, "The problem of complex projective space in algebraic geometry? This is an article just published two days ago, right?"

The young man was taken aback, and asked in surprise, "You know this article?"

I know, of course I know.

Cheng Nuo turned to the first page. Under the title of the article, the author's name was written: Fresnel Lawrence.

Can he not know about his boss's article?

Cheng Nuo took advantage of this time to make up for all the articles about Professor Fresnel.

The young man raised his head and asked tentatively, "Are you a mathematician?"

Cheng Nuo shook his head, "No, no, I'm just a graduate student majoring in mathematics."

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