Chapter 467: Set off for Rio de Janeiro

Xu Qingzhou's mailbox received the draft agreement sent by the Technology Licensing Office (TLO) the next day.

This type of agreement generally required hiring an external intellectual property lawyer to review the details of the agreement, but having such a ready-made professional like the school beauty Song at home, it wasn't that troublesome.

Apartment living room, the little waste Er Miao was playing with its cat-teasing ball.

Xu Qingzhou was enjoying the hair-blowing service of the school beauty Song.

The buzzing sound of the hair dryer disappeared.

Song Yao walked in slippers to put away the hair dryer.

Xu Qingzhou sat in her position. He was mainly writing the report for August 2nd today, and Song Yao was checking the content of the agreement.

Seeing the school beauty Song return, Xu Qingzhou took the opportunity to pull her to sit on his lap and asked: "How is it?"

"The terms are written quite clearly, and there isn't much content that needs to be supplemented." Song Yao slid the mouse to show Xu Qingzhou the red parts marked in the agreement.

"Here, you can add a clause that subsequent team members must also sign an agreement to ensure that their contributions won't trigger the 'Intellectual Property Policy'..."

Xu Qingzhou wrapped his arms around her slender waist, half of his attention on what Song Yao was saying, and as for the other half... it was on the softness in his hands.

Just finished taking a shower, the fragrant school beauty Song was too rare.

"If the patent generates greater benefits later, such as multiple licensing, the school might claim... if you pinch again, I'll chop off your claws."

Song Yao looked down at the hand drilling into her clothes. This guy hoped to put it here when sleeping, and would put it here when sticking together—it was almost becoming a habit!

For Xu Qingzhou, she had now summarized a set of ways to govern her husband.

"Song's Spring and Autumn of Governing Husband," Article 1: When Xu Qingzhou dares to go up to the roof, he definitely dares to uncover the tiles the next day, so some things must be nipped in the cradle and cannot let this person's perverted behavior run wild.

"Cough~ can't help it, Professor Song, please continue."

Xu Qingzhou sat upright. The two had been together for a long time, and holding each other like this, this hand would subconsciously put it into the clothes.

Song Yao secretly took a deep breath, suppressing the strange feeling.

She continued the words just now: "The school might claim to renegotiate, so you need to clarify the finality of the one-time payment in the agreement, and you can add a 'full and final settlement' clause."

She had recently checked similar cases. This agreement gave loose conditions, clearly stating that research funding was entirely borne by Xu Qingzhou, and clearly marked that the waived equipment usage fee was not "funding support."

For Xu Qingzhou, this point was extremely important.

Once school equipment was used, it might be regarded as a substantial contribution to the research, triggering the default IP sharing clause.

Of course, although the patent was transferred, and even didn't require a split, MIT symbolically charged 1% of the total income from the first sale or licensing of the patent.

For the one-time payment, Song Yao also made a supplement, mainly shortening the payment cycle from the original 60 days to 30 days, avoiding long-term financial uncertainty.

Yes, MIT's attitude now was very good, but in the face of absolute interests, anything could happen, so every clause had to be written clearly.

After a while.

Song Yao chased Xu Qingzhou to the opposite side with a stinky face.

No way, after taking a shower, both of them changed into light pajamas, and sitting together like this, they could very clearly feel every move of the other.

It was annoying...

On July 29th at noon, Xu Qingzhou sent the agreement changed by Song Yao to the other party.

Technology Licensing Office.

The person in charge, Freck, greeted his friend: "Adams, take a look at the agreement sent by Xu Qingzhou."

The middle-aged man in a suit stood up.

He was Adams, the lawyer of the Technology Licensing Office.

Adams brought coffee over, stared at the agreement for a long time, nodded slightly, and said: "Mm, very professional, it seems he found a good lawyer."

"What do you think?" Freck asked.

Adams said: "From a legal perspective, it's written very perfectly, avoiding their risks, and of course, also including all our risks, consistent with the requirements of the academic committee."

"Okay, then I'll report the document to the above."

Freck started the process, sent feedback to Wilson, the person in charge of the academic committee, and said with some emotion: "Really don't understand, why Xu Qingzhou wants to go to condensed matter..."

"When I was young, I even thought about researching cosmology, and later I found that it was easy to have many unrealistic fantasies..."

Adams shrugged.

In the afternoon, the "Intellectual Property Division Agreement" was signed, fully responsible for all work of the project, including the formation of the team, progress, etc.

Two days passed in a flash. On the morning of the 31st, Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao boarded the flight to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

Business class.

"I need to sleep for a while."

The plane entered the stratosphere and gradually stabilized. The sleepiness on Xu Qingzhou's side also kept surging up.

Last night he couldn't hold back, and fought three hundred rounds with the school beauty Song. Although he won half a game by a narrow margin, his body was also almost hollowed out.

"I'll look at the materials." Song Yao had more spirit than Xu Qingzhou.

Xu Qingzhou turned his head to look at the girl beside him, muttering: "Really not tired at all?"

Song Yao raised her chin, revealing her unique pride, almost saying: "Heh, just this."

"Last night I don't know who..." Xu Qingzhou curled his lips, met Song Yao's threatening gaze, and wisely chose not to speak, holding his hands and closing his eyes to rest.

Song Yao made a "hum" sound in her nose and took out her tablet.

She didn't want to engage in the tasks arranged by Professor Morton on the plane. Anyway, she completed one-third, and she could definitely hand in the report on time.

The cycle of financial investment and valuation was not fixed, but a ternary function of enterprise life cycle, investment strategy, and market dynamics. For example, the quarterly comprehensive assessment and monthly milestone correction of the research object MiracleLife would trigger jump-type adjustments at financing nodes.

Apple's quarterly fine-tuning and annual framework adjustments, such major events would also trigger immediate revaluation.

Currently, they were doing research on hedge fund quantification.

Song Yao thought about it and planned to study short-selling models. If she were to choose a simulation practice object, she would choose the hot Tesla.

Tesla, as a high-beta stock, had a daily volatility often exceeding 5%, and there was no "speed limit" mechanism, which meant that high-frequency strategy advantages could be used. Moreover, the proportion of retail trading was high, reaching about 30%, easily driven by emotions, leading to short-term price deviation from fundamentals.

Song Yao took out a manuscript, the pen cap pointing on the white paper, pondering how to take action to complete the quantitative-driven short strategy.

"First is the model architecture, establishing a high-frequency data layer, grabbing Tesla's order book movement, and detecting vehicle density in Tesla's factory parking lot through satellite images..."

Then there was the signal generation layer, building a statistical arbitrage module, and also needing to use news events, parsing documents released by Tesla, identifying keywords, and generating an event impact probability matrix.

Finally, risk control, needing to use dynamic hedging and circuit breaker mechanisms, so that even in extreme situations, losses were controllable, preventing chain reactions.

The general process was just like this.

After about half an hour, a complete flowchart appeared on the manuscript.

It looked simple, doing this and that, it seemed like Tesla could be shorted, but the execution of the details was extremely cumbersome.

Crawling various data, building complex mathematical models, developing Mobile Corps Commander algorithms, sniper algorithms...

To run this kind of short-selling strategy on a large scale, a minimum of 500 million USD in funding was needed.

Of course, she could consider participating indirectly through quantitative ETFs or hedge funds—following along when seeing funds shorting, earning a little money.

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