Chapter 166 No Money for a Plane Ticket

After stepping down as CTO, his workload decreased significantly. With ample time, a sense of dissatisfaction, and a passion for algorithms, some of his previous ideas were quickly rekindled.

Only then did he fully understand what Jobs meant when he said, "The heaviness of being sessful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again."

So he made the same decision as Steve Jobs after he was ousted from Apple—to start from scratch.

The moment Chen Jingyang made this decision, he was overwhelmed with excitement and his blood was pumping at the thought of what might happen in the future!

However, due to the extraordinary nature of the impact, he had to keep the matter top secret before he could succeed, so this villa unexpectedly became the most suitable place.

He was so eager to test his ideas that he didn't want to waste a single minute, so naturally he didn't have time to renovate even a single room.

Furthermore, such a bare-bones apartment serves as a constant reminder and motivator for him—he's not just fighting for himself!

Lin Zheyan hung up the last piece of clothing, knowing he couldn't persuade her otherwise, and stopped trying to talk her out of it: "Then take good care of yourself, especially your health, don't push yourself too hard, and tell me if you need anything."

Chen Jingyang nodded: "Don't worry, I'm not a three-year-old."

Although he's not a three-year-old, Chen Jingyang's self-care ability is not encouraging. Although he learned a lot from Zhang Pengfei, he clearly has no intention of putting it into practice—he hasn't even bought a washing machine.

The kitchen was completely empty; there were no pots, pans, or even a water pipe.

Lin Zheyan knew without even looking that Chen Jingyang would be eating takeout most of the time. However, he later realized that he had underestimated Chen Jingyang's drive. This guy didn't even have time to order takeout and mostly just ate instant noodles.

However, Chen Jingyang is, after all, only human. The fact that he works so hard in his own laboratory means that he has to make the most of every minute to recharge elsewhere, and most of the time, that place can only be Tanzhi's office.

Around 10 a.m., a series of low, muffled rumbling sounds, like thunder, suddenly rang out from a corner of the office, quickly drawing everyone's attention away from their computer screens.

At first, most people looked at each other blankly, but soon some people with a low threshold for laughter started to laugh quietly, and soon the noisy office gradually quieted down, and even the sounds of walking and talking were deliberately lowered.

However, not everyone "understands" Chen Jingyang, especially his "apprentice" named Sun Zhiwei.

"Engineer Chen, Engineer Chen!" Sun Zhiwei called out twice, but Chen Jingyang remained fast asleep on the table, showing no signs of waking up.

He didn't sleep a wink last night, making it the fourth sleepless night of the week. When he came to work this morning, he didn't even have time to wash his face. He felt sleepy as soon as he sat down in the office, and collapsed as soon as he finished his work.

When Sun Zhiwei couldn't wake him up, he shook his shoulders and raised his voice considerably: "Engineer Chen, Engineer Chen, wake up!"

Chen Jingyang's snoring finally stopped. He rubbed his arm reluctantly, and it seemed that he had to use a lot of willpower to close his eyes and slowly straighten up.

If Xu Jintian had seen this scene, he would have turned and run without saying a word, but who could blame him when Sun Zhiwei was standing in front of him!

Moreover, during this period, Chen Jingyang was extremely polite and patient with him. With Li Jianren as his backer, Sun Zhiwei always thought that he was someone important in front of Chen Jingyang.

"Engineer Chen." Seeing that Chen Jingyang did not open his eyes for a long time, Sun Zhiwei called out again.

Chen Jingyang slowly took a deep breath, his eyes slowly cracking open, a sharp glint of light leaking out, like a dam gate holding back a flood of ferocious beasts.

"Speak!" A deep, suppressed voice squeezed out from between his lips.

Whether he genuinely didn't understand or was deliberately pretending not to, Sun Zhiwei calmly said, "When I used randomly generated abnormal data to verify extreme scenarios, I found that the fault tolerance was too low..."

"Are you a pig?!" Chen Jingyang's eyes were still closed, but his voice sounded like it came from an ancient ice cave, chilling people to the bone: "If you ask such a stupid question again, I'll fucking slap you!"

Sun Zhiwei's eyes widened, his lips parted slightly, and he froze, completely stunned.

Chen Jingyang just called him a pig? An idiot? And even threatened to slap him?!

Before Sun Zhiwei could close his mouth, Chen Jingyang impatiently said "Get lost!" and then slumped back onto the table.

He was too tired; if he had the strength to stand up, he wouldn't have opened his mouth to say those few words.

Sun Zhiwei instantly became the focus of the office!

Those gazes, some seemingly indifferent, some blatant, some mocking, some watching with amusement, were like raindrops carried by the wind, pelting his face. He felt as if his skin was being scratched by those gazes, and his whole body ached faintly.

He desperately wanted to grab the folder next to him and smash it over Chen Jingyang's head!

However, reason told him: No.

Regardless of his size, strength, or prestige in this office, if he dared to make a move, Chen Jingyang might just cripple him!

Although this person is out of power, even a centipede with a hundred legs will not die easily; he will definitely not gain any advantage.

However, just because he can't do it doesn't mean others can't.

Sun Zhiwei turned and left, appearing in Li Jianren's office a few minutes later.

A few minutes later, the technical director received a call from Chen Qinian.

Less than half an hour later, a notification to go on a business trip to a certain place was sent to Chen Jingyang's mobile phone.

Chen Jingyang was woken up by hunger. He opened his eyes and checked the time; it was already past four in the afternoon.

He stretched contentedly, opened his phone to check the messages, glanced at them, chuckled, and casually deleted them.

The next morning, less than half an hour into the workday, the newly appointed technical director graced the large office area with his presence.

"Engineer Chen, didn't we tell you to go on a business trip? Why didn't you go?"

Chen Jingyang completely ignored him, staring straight at the computer screen, his fingers clattering across the keyboard as he calmly said, "I don't have money for a plane ticket."

Upon hearing this, not only the technical director was stunned, but everyone in the office who heard it was also stunned.

Chen Jingyang doesn't even have money to buy a plane ticket?

But he drives his Cullinan to work every day!

Moreover, the clothes he wore, especially the watch he wore, must have cost hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars, yet he claimed he didn't have the money to buy a plane ticket.