Qiao Ze shook his head and corrected sternly, "I've only taken the simplest step, and I'm still far from actually solving the problem."
"No way, Qiao, aren't you being too modest? I heard the Clay Institute has bumped the reward up to 1.5 million US dollars! Tens of millions in renminbi, and it's tax-free. Have you figured out how to spend it?" Gu Zhengliang also started to go crazy.
Qiao Ze couldn't be bothered to continue the conversation, as the emotions of those around him were quite off, almost as if they couldn't understand what he was saying.
Although he never doubted that he would eventually solve the problem, discussing the prize money now was undoubtedly premature.
And honestly, he used to think that the reward from the Clay Institute was important for improving his and Lu Xiuxiu's life.