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Chapter 167 Wife! Stop washing the dishes! Come watch my son on TV

Just when Cheng Hao was studying the automated control program in front of him.

At this time, the United States, New York University.

"Professor Pierre, I'm sorry, you can't teach here anymore."

Principal Sexton looked at Professor Pierre in front of him apologetically and said.

"Why!"

Pierre looked at Principal Sexton in front of him with anger in his eyes and shouted loudly.

"Just because of that yellow-skinned monkey? Why! Why am I not as good as him!"

Sexton looked calmly at the furious Professor Pierre in front of him.

"Professor Pierre, please calm down, otherwise I will have to call security!"

Pierre held the book beside him tightly with his hands, his eyes filled with anger. He looked at Sexton in front of him, his eyes full of anger.

After a while, Pierre said coldly to Principal Sexton in front of him: "You will regret it!"

With that said, Pierre turned around and left the principal's office.

Looking at Pierre's back, Sexton shook his head expressionlessly.

Walking out of the principal's office, Pierre had a blank look in his eyes.

Although he knew a few days ago that he was likely to be fired from New York University, when the day actually came, he still fell into deep confusion.

What should I do next?

Will other schools accept me?

He was walking blankly on the campus of New York University when suddenly, his cell phone rang.

Pierre quickly picked up the phone.

"hello!"

Pierre said hello before he could say anything.

At this time, a cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Pierre, because you were suspected of racially discriminating against the mathematician Mr. Cheng Hao, the International Union of Mathematicians' Council passed a resolution to expel you as a director, and your membership has also been stripped away!

"

"Why! This is unfair! I..."

Pierre's eyes flashed with anger, and he wanted to say something else.

But I only heard a busy tone on the other end of the phone.

His eyes were full of anger.

Cheng Hao, Cheng Hao! Cheng Hao!!!

At this time, there was only this name left in his mind, and there was strong hatred in his eyes.

It's all this yellow-skinned monkey's fault!

It's all because of him!

Clenching his hands, Pierre looked ahead of him with anger in his eyes.

But soon, Pierre gradually calmed down.

So what should I do next?

It seems that the academic circle will no longer accept me, and the video of the yellow-skinned monkey angrily criticizing me is still circulating on the website...

I want to apply for a job in a big company normally, but I am afraid that these companies are not afraid to accept me!

After all, these big companies may not be willing to accept them if they are suspected of racial discrimination.

Thinking of this, Pierre's face became even more gloomy. He didn't expect that he was a professor from an Ivy League university, a professor who had published many SCI area 1 papers.

He was forced to this point!

To be honest, if that video hadn't been spread on the Internet, I might not have ended up like this.

But now...

Pierre frowned.

If you want to continue your academic career, unless you achieve more than that yellow-skinned monkey, the old guys from the International Mathematical Union will definitely blacklist you completely.

Pierre knows his own family affairs, and it is certainly impossible for him to solve a problem of this level.

Thinking of this, Pierre frowned tightly.

Just when he was thinking about the future.

At this time, his cell phone rang again.

Pierre was stunned for a moment, then picked up the phone and answered it.

"hello?"

Pierre said hesitantly.

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, Professor Pierre."

"Who are you?"

Hearing this strange voice, Pierre was slightly startled and asked towards the other end of the phone.

"My name is Bilson, director of the biological laboratory of Delal Company."

The unfamiliar voice came again.

Hearing this sentence, Pierre's eyes showed a hint of surprise. Dailar Company is the most famous biopharmaceutical company in the United States!

What are they doing to themselves?

Could it be...

Pierre had a vague guess in his mind.

"What do you want from me?"

"Professor Pierre, you are very good in mathematics, but equally, you are also very good in biology! You were also a Ph.D. from MIT, and you were the first to introduce mathematics into biology and conduct widespread research on bacteria.

Letter analysis is very powerful!”

Upon hearing Bilson's words, Pierre instantly understood his purpose.

"What do you want to do? Want to invite me to join your biology laboratory???"

Pierre's expression suddenly became serious and he spoke to the other end of the phone.

“Aren’t you afraid of public opinion??”

"Afraid! Of course I'm afraid! Therefore, we hope that Professor Pierre, you can remain anonymous and join us in a secret experiment. I believe that this experiment will not disappoint you, Professor Pierre!"

Hearing the voice coming from the other end of the phone, Professor Pierre's expression changed for a while, and there was a hesitant look in his eyes.

Secret experiment! Incognito!

To be honest, for a former New York University professor and director of the International Mathematical Union, this is an unacceptable thing.

But now, do I still have a chance to choose?

It seems like I really don't have much choice.

"How is the treatment?"

After a moment of silence, Professor Pierre asked.

"With your ability, how about $50,000 per month?"

"make a deal!"

This price of fifty thousand US dollars per month instantly destroyed Professor Pierre's last line of defense.

no way!

Short of money!

New York University had just expelled him, and other schools and companies now dare not hire him. He has to pay thousands of dollars in property fees and thousands of dollars in mortgage payments every month for his mansion in New York.

There are other expenses, and he has no savings at all!

You know, his monthly salary at New York University was only about 20,000 US dollars. Now, people are directly asking for 50,000 US dollars.

Professor Pierre agreed directly!

………………

Just when Professor Pierre found his side job, at this time, the previously recorded character interview column was about to be broadcast with great anticipation after the evening news ended.

"Honey! Stop washing the dishes! Come and see your son!"

Father Cheng shouted towards the kitchen with slight excitement in his eyes.

"Hey! Here we come!"

Saying that, Cheng's mother hurriedly put the bowl next to her, wiped her hands on her apron, took off her apron, and hurriedly came and sat next to Cheng's father.

The two looked at the TV in front of them with some excitement.


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