Lu Zhou had never expected the announcement of his presentation to cause such an uproar in the mathematics community.
What particularly left him torn between laughter and tears was that the hundred or so admission tickets they had released without linking them to passport details had actually been listed on Amazon, Xianyu, and similar sites.
And the prices seemed pretty steep, too.
If he had not suddenly remembered that he already had more money than he could ever spend, he might have jumped in to "manipulate the market" himself.
"...We've already received over twenty thousand registrations, and this is only the third day." After updating Lu Zhou on the registration numbers, Dean Qin, who had dropped by his office, could not help marveling. "...It's frightening. Anyone who didn't know better might think next year's International Congress of Mathematicians was being held early here in Jinling."
Lu Zhou smiled apologetically.
"Sorry for the trouble."
Dean Qin waved a hand and said with a smile, "What trouble? I wish you'd give more presentations like this and trouble me a few more times! You have no idea how envious Tsinghua University and Yanshan University are. That old fellow Wang Shicheng has sounded me out more than once, racking his brains to get us to hold one at their Mathematics Center at Yanshan University. But we're not short on funding or space, so why bother anyone else, right?"
Lu Zhou smiled. "You have a point. Then I'll be troubling you plenty more in the future."
"I'd welcome that with open arms." Dean Qin smiled and continued, "By the way, I noticed that the hundred-odd tickets we released earlier seem to have been put up for resale online. Since we've updated our registration system anyway, why don't we just cancel those tickets that aren't linked