Chapter 87: First Prize

After finding the auditorium, verifying his identity and taking his seat, the exam began not long after.

From 9 a. m. to 12 p. m. was the theoretical exam.

From 2 p. m. to 3 p. m. was the experimental competition time.

Jiang Liangjin's competition went smoothly.

It was just that on the way there and back, there were always a few "minor accidents."

For example, when passing an intersection, the traffic lights that were working fine suddenly malfunctioned, and a truck ran the red light, charging toward his car.

His bodyguard's car was struck and knocked back.

For example, a roadside billboard fell off, barely smashing into the spot one meter behind his car.

It was picked up by his bodyguard.

Another example, a motorcycle slammed straight into his car's side door, possibly trying to stage a collision for extortion.

The bodyguard's small car surged forward, frightening him into falling to the ground, after which he was dragged away...

However, Jiang Liangjin still made it back safely.

Yu Ci sat in his recliner, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Today there have been quite a few minor accidents."

Jiang Liangjin was playing a little game; hearing this, he looked up and said, "It's Jiang Huan and his gang... they always resort to such lowly tactics as car accidents to cause me trouble."

Gu Xingnan also found out, and nodded in agreement.

These tricks are really too clumsy.

In the blink of an eye, the day arrived when the physics competition results were announced.

As soon as Jiang Liangjin opened WeChat, a multitude of red notifications popped up one after another.

Uncle Qin: 【A Jin, you got first place in the province with a perfect score! Oh, the exam was just a formality—don't stay in Lan Lin; come quickly to our C University Physics Department, the lab keys have been prepared for you, you have a dedicated workstation, and you can pick any professor you like!】

Uncle Xiang: 【A Jin, you're awesome! My little brat just came home with a tearful face saying someone rubbed him against the top of the list; I saw the name and—well, it turns out you're this little ancestor! Don't listen to your other uncles; come to Uncle Chen's research institute, use the equipment as you like, budget unlimited, admission comes with shares!】

Uncle Sun: 【A Jin, B University has opened an experimental class for you, academicians personally leading, you can pick your advisor in advance!】

Uncle Mo: 【Dear A Jin, I'm your Uncle Mo! Do you remember how Uncle Mo used to take you to play at the beautiful C University when you were little? Come to C University, the youth program offers direct admission, continuous bachelor's-master's-doctorate studies, and you can choose any major you like!】

……

Jiang Liangjin leaned against the sofa back, raised an eyebrow slightly, not at all surprised that they would send messages.

These people are close friends of his parents, and he had met them all when he was young.

Either they are trustees or leaders of top domestic universities, or they are leading figures in the scientific community.

Usually they don't keep in touch, but they all follow various competitions, so they can grasp his movements at the first opportunity.

He watched the screen as messages kept popping up, tapped a reply on the keyboard, and first responded to each of the dozen or so uncles.

His tone was polite yet carried a youthful composure: 【Thank you for your kindness, uncles; I haven't decided on a direction yet, and will discuss it in detail with you once I have results.】

Uncle Qin: 【Received, received! Uncle awaits your good news~】

Uncle Mo: 【What? Who else has lured you away! Tell Uncle, we can also make a group chat; Uncle is just bored, go find them to chat.】

……

Just as Jiang Liangjin turned on his computer, the doorbell rang.

The Special Assistant pushed the door open and entered, respectfully reporting: "Young Master, there is someone outside who calls himself Mr. Song, saying he knows you and wants to meet."

Mr. Song?

Jiang Liangjin was surprised to hear that surname.

In C Shi, if someone bears the surname Song, they could be related to him.

Moreover, daring to come straight to the top floor of the Jiang Consortium and call himself Mr. Song— that could only be the Song family from Youbao's mother's side.

He simply replied: "Let him come up."

No sooner had he spoken than a youth pushed the door open and strode toward him.

The youth wore a custom-made black casual suit, with the collar casually unbuttoned two buttons, revealing exquisite collarbone lines.

Under his messy black hair, a pair of dark gray sunglasses covered half his face, adding a touch of arrogance.

Jiang Liangjin looked up; even though the other person covered most of his face, the familiar outline and aura let him recognize him at a glance.

He blinked in surprise: "Brother Su, how did you come back?"

Song Yusui, Youbao's maternal cousin, the eldest son of his third uncle; his younger son is Lu Yuchu.

However, he went abroad to start a business a year ago.

He never expected this person to return to the country so silently.

"Just passing by to take a look."

Song Yusui naturally sat on the nearby sofa, casually took off his sunglasses, twirling the temple with his fingertip, his tone lax: "A Jin, are you taking over the company ahead of time?"

Jiang Liangjin shook his head, stood up to pour him a cup of water, and explained, "I'm just managing the company for my father."

"Managing it for Uncle Jiang?"

Song Yusui took the water, drank a sip, his tone gaining interest: "Sure, winning a provincial top-tier perfect score in the physics competition isn't enough; you also want to stir things up in the business world?"

Saying that, he pulled a hot-stamped business card from his suit pocket, pinched it between his fingertips, and handed it over, the corner of his mouth curling into a smug smile.

"Here, the company I started, Star Path Interactive Entertainment, has only been up and running for less than two years, but its resources are still decent."

Jiang Liangjin took the business card and saw only a few words printed on it: "SY Star Path Interactive Entertainment Founder Song Yusui".

The font was sharp and unrestrained, matching his own temperament exactly.

The back also bore the company's logo and contact information.

He already had the contact information.

He took it and remained silent for a moment.

"It's not a joke." Song Yusui leaned back into the sofa, legs crossed, posture relaxed.

He added: "The company was just founded last year; I originally came to West City to discuss a partnership, but I happened to see a physics competition ranking posted in a friend's circle, and I spotted your name at the top right away, so I swung by to see you, this academic god."

"Brother Yusui, you're overpraising me; being looked upon favorably by you is my honor." Jiang Liangjin put away his business card, tone humble.

"What honor, what's not honor!"

Seeing the person had put away the business card, Song Yusui had a hint of teasing in his eyes, deliberately drawing out his tone: "Right, A Jin, congratulations on making up with your sweetheart~ Keep it up!"

Jiang Liangjin paused, then said: "Brother Yusui, you're teasing me again."

"Where~?"

Seeing the youth not speak for a moment, Song Yusui burst into laughter, stood up, and patted his shoulder.

"Alright, no more wasting the time of Jiang, the academic god and interim CEO; put away your business card, and find me anytime if you need anything."

He put his sunglasses back on, and as he reached the door he turned back to add: "By the way, Youbao has an Art Competition next month; I'll go see the sweetheart in a few days and pass along my regards."