Jinghai City, Dongcheng District villa compound.
In the bedroom, a fat old man lay on the bed, snoring loud enough to shake the heavens.
With every snore, the fat on his body rippled like water, making him look like a pig about to be sent to slaughter.
"Buzz buzz buzz!" The phone on the bedside table vibrated urgently.
The snoring stopped abruptly. The fat old man reached for the phone groggily and answered the call.
"Wang Taichu! I just called the hospital, and they said you've been discharged! Why aren't you coming to work?"
Dean Cai's roar came through the phone. Wang Taichu extended his arm in disgust, holding the phone away from his ear.
"I've just recovered from a serious illness. I need to rest!" Wang Taichu pinched his voice, feigning weakness. "We're colleagues, aren't we? Do you really want me to work myself to death? How heartless of you!"
"How is diarrhea a serious illness? If you were in another department, the other deans would make you teach while hooked up to an IV! I've been patient enough with you!" Dean Cai continued roaring. "Are you still working on the Space Window-Cleaning Bug program or not?"
"The Space Window-Cleaning Bug program has basically been optimized to its limit." Wang Taichu gave a lazy assessment. "At most, we could improve it by a few percentage points. I can't be bothered anymore."
"A few percentage points?" Dean Cai suddenly changed direction. "Jinling Institute of Technology just published a new paper today! They improved the Space Window-Cleaning Bug's performance by 50%!"
Wang Taichu's bleary eyes suddenly widened. He propped himself up against the headboard. "How much?"
"50%!" Dean Cai repeated loudly. "I called them to ask. They're working toward 60%! Apparently, they're very confident!"
Wang Taichu finally lost his composure. "Send