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Of course, Fang Yuan wouldn't just leave like that. Professor Edward had come to Kyoto with great difficulty, and Fang Yuan naturally wanted to fulfill his duty as a host.

However, due to Professor Edward's strong insistence, he had no choice but to leave.

A thousand-mile journey must eventually come to an end, and besides, for Fang Yuan, this time he owed Professor Edward a big favor. If it weren't for him, Fang Yuan would still be worrying about returning to China.

Professor Edward would mail his doctoral degree certificate to him later.

In any case, he had achieved his goal. During his time abroad, Fang Yuan's biggest gain was raising his mathematics level to LV8.

Of course, there were not only gains but also some losses.

Leaving aside everything else, the upgrade of the system's store made Fang Yuan feel like he had lost a lot.

This store was so坑 (a pit), he could no longer afford to shop there.

Even though he was now a veritable rich man, he couldn't spend money like that.

He had many other places to spend money, and he couldn't do something so short-sighted.

The moment the plane landed, Fang Yuan's heart was at ease. This familiar land made Fang Yuan feel grounded.

After separating from Professor Edward, Fang Yuan rushed home without stopping.

He hadn't seen his parents in over a year, and Fang Yuan missed them dearly.

He wondered if his father had researched the 3D printing technology he had given him.

And had his mother stopped being angry? His mother had been holding a grudge about him not returning home for the New Year, and he didn't know what awaited him.

Also, had anyone maintained his car?

Someone should have maintained it, right? After all, his father wouldn't let his car sit idle.

How was Jiuzhou developing now? Although Liu Zhijun and Li Tianqi reported to him every week, he hadn't seen what Jiuzhou had become.

How were his roommates doing now? And what about the remaining two of the 'Three Swordsmen of Beihai'?

After he went abroad, he rarely contacted them. Even when he did, it was through social media, and due to the time difference, they often only chatted for a few words before hanging up.

There were too many things Fang Yuan wanted to know. After being away for a little over a year, Fang Yuan felt that Kyoto had changed a lot.

Of course, what remained unchanged was the traffic. No matter what policies were implemented, the traffic situation here had never improved.

The one-hour drive from the airport to Fang Yuan's house was blocked into a little over two hours.

When he got out of the car, Fang Yuan looked at his phone with great heartache. Alas! Another expense.

The system had driven Fang Yuan to this point. He was originally a good kid, but the system had forced him into this frugal state.

If his father saw this, he didn't know how he would laugh at Fang Yuan!

Speaking of which, Fang Yuan's father had been extremely busy this year.

Fang Yuan had really found himself a good job. Even if he couldn't participate in academic research, this technology couldn't just be created and left at that.

There were many follow-up tasks, even more than what needed to be done during research and development.

Therefore, the 3D printing technology could have been put into mass production not long after the New Year, but due to various reasons, it had not been applied in practice until now.

Even so, Fang Yuan's father had made a big splash. The news had already spread.

Now, Fang Yuan's father's real estate company, "Tyrant Fang Real Estate," was the most watched real estate company in the country.

Of course, Fang Yuan's father's company was not called this name at all. This was the name Fang Yuan came up with himself. Their name was much grander, called Xinghai Real Estate.

Looking at his father's current appearance, he was almost writing the word 壕 (tyrant, rich) on his face.

In the past year, Fang Yuan's father had also implemented this policy, and any problem that could be solved with money was not a problem.

Although the real estate industry was currently sluggish, Fang Yuan's father was an outlier. Why was this so?

It turned out that Xinghai Real Estate's layout was not like other real estate companies. Instead, it focused on quasi-first-tier cities and second-tier cities, as well as some third-tier cities.

The layout was distributed throughout the country, but the most important area was the Northeast region.

Under the policy of revitalizing the Northeast, Xinghai Real Estate rose steadily.

In addition to Xingyu Technology, Fang Yuan's father was now flourishing on both fronts. Who wouldn't be proud!

In fact, these were not the things he was most proud of. He was most proud of his son, Fang Yuan.

To be honest, his previous feeling towards Fang Yuan was only one thing: disappointment.

But since his third year of high school, his son seemed to have become a different person, making a comeback all the way.

Look, in three years, this kid had graduated with a doctorate, and not from some wild chicken university, but from MIT!

Not to mention how good it was, but in China, you couldn't find any universities that could compare with MIT.

This time, he was capable enough to do anything. Looking at Jiuzhou Technology, and looking at his performance at school.

"Alas! It's all my fault for being too excellent. That brat Fang Yuan just inherited these advantages from me." Fang Yuan's father sighed, "Speaking of which, isn't that brat about to return to China? When he comes back, I'll give him a surprise!" Fang Yuan's father remembered that Fang Yuan had told him last time that he was about to return to China.

It was fake to say that he didn't miss his son. Whether it was himself or his wife, they both missed their son very much.

Now they had finally brought him back. If he didn't come back, Fang Yuan's father and mother would have gone to find him.

Was it necessary to be so hardworking? He couldn't afford to support him, and even if he stayed at home, the family business he had earned was enough for him to squander for a lifetime.

Now it was good, he was never at home all day long. It was so good before, he could see this brat whenever he went back.

Alas! It was also a trouble for a son to be too excellent.

I wonder if those old guys can experience my kind of distress!

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Speaking of the same developers from the North, Old Wang of Yida Real Estate, his kid was not worry-free, and I heard that he was about to enter the entertainment circle.

But to be honest, Old Wang used to look down on me! Look at now, I'm not doing any worse than him.

Transformation is transformation! Isn't it causing trouble to be so drastic?

But a long pain is worse than a short pain. Yida Real Estate should not be called Yida Real Estate now, it should be called Yida Group.

Real estate is no longer their main industry, and the cultural industry and other industries are their main industries.

Old Wang is worthy of being a soldier, and this transformation is extremely beautiful. If it were me, I'm afraid such a transformation would be suicide!

Fortunately, I have a promising son, and I can take out something casually, which allows me to successfully transform.

Looking at Xingyu Technology now, although its revenue is not as good as Xinghai Real Estate, can the Internet industry and the real estate industry compare?

Even if Xingyu Technology's revenue can be half of Xinghai Real Estate's, no, if it can be one-third, Xingyu Technology will be much stronger than Xinghai Real Estate.

The glory of the real estate industry is gone, and the future will be the Internet industry, or maybe the financial industry, but it will never be the real estate industry.

If it is just a simple real estate industry, I believe it will not survive for more than ten years from now.

Isn't it? Now Xinghai Real Estate also has its own capital for future survival.

That is 3D printing technology. In fact, whether it is Xingyu Technology or Xinghai Real Estate, they are all thanks to Fang Yuan's help to obtain the future.

"Dad, Mom! Your dearest son is back!" The first thing Fang Yuan did when he entered the house was to call out to his parents.

After waiting for a while, no one responded to him, and Fang Yuan awkwardly retracted his already posed posture.

"What's going on! Why doesn't anyone come out to greet me when their son comes back!" Fang Yuan complained.

He didn't think about it. He didn't call his parents before he came back, and what time was it now? Neither Dad Fang nor Mom Fang had anything to do in the middle of the day.

Especially after Dad Fang put his energy into the 3D printing technology provided by Fang Yuan, Mom Fang returned to the mountain again.

Shouldering the affairs of two companies, how could she have the energy to pay attention to Fang Yuan?

Of course, the main reason was because Fang Yuan didn't say hello to his parents in advance. Otherwise, even if they pushed everything away, the two elders would be waiting for their son at home.

"Alas! Little cabbage! Is yellow in the field! Going home! No one loves me!" For some reason, Fang Yuan felt that this song was very suitable for his current self.

Such an excellent son is placed in front of you, but you don't cherish it. If you regret it in the future, there will be no chance!

Fang Yuan told himself in his heart that it's okay, you have already returned, and this will be your biggest stage in the future.

From now on, the name Fang Yuan will represent an era and will also be the leader of this era.

In the future, Fang Yuan hopes to see people evaluate himself like this - a trendsetter of the times, a guide of technology.

Fang Yuan came back to realize this ambition. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have gone out for such a short time.

If he slowly persevered, he would be able to achieve this level sooner or later, but it would only take a little longer.

Just to save this little bit of time, Fang Yuan came to MIT. If it weren't for Professor Edward, he would have had to use the things he had prepared as his bargaining chip to return to China.

Even so, whether he could come back was still a question.

In any case, it's good to be back, and it seems I've returned a bit earlier than expected.

That being said, it seems there's a chance I can still submit my graduation thesis with my roommates, as I had planned.

Now that I think about it, I still have one unfinished paper. Maybe I can use this time to complete it?

That's right, Fang Yuan finally remembered the BSD conjecture he had put aside for a while.