An Minghe won the first place in this mathematics competition and naturally won a place in the international competition.
It will take at least half a month to go abroad for this competition, and if there is any further delay, it may take another month.
An Jingzhi's career is at a critical juncture, but he can't let An Minghe go abroad alone with his teacher.
He temporarily halted the company's expansion, handed over the work at hand clearly, and finally decided to go abroad with An Minghe to participate in this international competition.
Before leaving, the two made a phone call to their hometown.
Liu Danmin did not contact them frequently, about once every six months. When he suddenly received a call from the two, he thought something had happened.
After asking, I found out that An Minghe was going to represent the national youth to participate in an international mathematics competition abroad.
She first congratulated An Jingzhi and An Minghe on the phone, her tone full of pride, and then reminded the father and son to take good care of their health before reluctantly hanging up the phone.
"Mom!" An Hongguang happened to be coming home from school. Before he even entered the house, he started yelling from a distance, "What are we having for dinner? I want braised pork!"
Liu Danmin yelled, "Eat, eat, eat! As soon as you get home, you open your mouth and ask for food. If you were so enthusiastic about studying, I wouldn't have to worry. Do you know what your little cousin is doing?"
For An Hongguang, his younger cousin An Minghe is his nightmare. "Didn't he go to college? What happened?"
"What else? Your uncle called today and said Minghe is going abroad in a few days! You know, he's competing with foreigners in math for the country's young people? Look at you, you can't even get a perfect score in elementary school. I'm so embarrassed for you."
Liu Danmin said this, but he did not treat his son badly and handled the pork belly skillfully.
An Hongguang wailed, "Mom! Can you face the reality? Who can compare to Minghe? Aren't you afraid that I will get tired of studying if you compare me with him every day?" God knows how many exercise books he has done, all sent by that hateful uncle from Kyoto.
I originally thought that since my cousin went to Beijing, my uncle would have no time to send him books, but my uncle actually sent him exercise books regardless of the weather, and also bought him a lot of composition collections. He never finished his homework.
But the improvement in his grades was also very obvious. From being average before, he is now among the top students in the class. However, with a good student in front of him, his improvement was not so obvious in Liu Danmin's eyes.
"If you dare to hate studying, go pick up trash. Then you can support yourself by picking up trash." Liu Danmin blurted out without thinking.
"Stop talking nonsense here and go do your homework. If you don't finish it, you won't be able to eat the braised pork tonight."
An Minghe didn't know that he and his father had left another psychological shadow on An Hongguang.
Before going abroad, Zhao Qingchang decided to accompany them. Originally, because he was a little old and had not finished his work, he found another person to take An Minghe and the others.
At the last moment, he was still a little worried, so he worked overtime to finish the tasks at hand and took over the job of leading the team to the United States.
"Minghe, how's your luggage packed? We're leaving tomorrow." Zhao Qingchang came to An's house after dinner.
His family also lives in the school. The two families live very close to each other and often visit each other.
An Minghe packs his own luggage. In order to cultivate good habits in him, An Jingzhi has been deliberately cultivating his independent ability since he took him to his side.
There were two boxes, one big and one small, in the living room. The big one belonged to An Jingzhi, and the small one belonged to An Minghe.
"Teacher Zhao has packed everything." He pointed to the smaller box and said, "This is mine. The other one is Dad's."
"Where are your passports? Remember to carry them with you. Don't lose them, or you'll be in trouble."
"They're all put away."
Zhao Qingchang asked a few more words of concern, and when An Minghe went to do his work, he and An Jingzhi sat in the living room and continued talking.
"I heard that your food delivery app is doing very well. We were told you'll be staying at the Guo Shao for half a month, but at most you might stay for a month. Is everything going well in China?"
"Don't worry, Professor Zhao, I've already made arrangements."
Zhao Qingchang nodded, his eyes showing admiration. "You have a very flexible mind. You can even come up with such a way to make money."
What was originally thought to be just a small venture has now grown to a large scale and even provides a relatively good on-campus internship opportunity for students in the computer industry at the school.
Although Zhao Qingchang is a mathematical researcher, it does not mean that he knows nothing about business. With the development prospects of that software, coupled with the country's increasingly better development, and today's children having better conditions than before, in time, relying on this software, An Jingzhi will surely become a business giant.
"You're complimenting me."
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After taking a flight for nearly 10 hours, the group finally landed looking exhausted.
After a few days of rest, several people went to the competition site.
"Oh, Zhao, why are you leading the team this year?"
At the competition, Zhao Qingchang met an acquaintance.
"If you have time this year, come and bring your children here to broaden their horizons."
The other party casually glanced at An Minghe and several other children who came to participate in the competition. When his eyes fell on An Minghe, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He quickly retracted his gaze. "Zhao, you come here every year to compete for a spot in the International Mathematics Forum, but you never succeed. As you Chinese say," he paused before continuing, "I remember, you keep fighting and failing, but keep trying. Am I right?"
Zhao Qingchang gave a forced smile, "Haha, you're not very good at learning Chinese."
"Oh, Zhao, I was just joking. Look at how you look so pale. My Chinese isn't great, but I think I used it correctly." The other party sneered, "You brought such a young child with you this time. It seems you're really here to see the world, right? It's a pity, though, that you can only see it here. After all, every country has a quota, and it would be a shame to give it to you."
Zhao Qingchang could no longer maintain the smile on his face. Even the teachers following him looked at this extremely arrogant foreigner with anger on their faces.
"This time, I will definitely enter the International Mathematics Forum." An Minghe's childish voice rang out among the crowd.
He was the only young person here, and the other party quickly locked onto An Minghe.
Then he sneered, "Okay, then I look forward to your performance, kid."
Then the other party walked away in a swagger.
An Minghe has studied English, so communication in English is not a problem.
"Teacher Zhao, don't be angry, I will definitely get a rank."
The teachers and Zhao Qingchang who were originally furious all looked at An Minghe lovingly.
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