CHAPTER 648: CHAPTER 200 HIGH-LEVEL RECEPTION

The next day, departing from Philadelphia right on time, they returned via private jet back to the country. Qiao Yu also realized just how comfortable traveling on a large private jet could be.

The mission was carried out by an Airbus ACJ380 modified from the base A380, equipped with six luxury bedrooms. Qiao Yu stayed in one of the master suites, which featured a king-sized bed, a private bathroom, and even an office.

What was even more annoying was that the bed on the plane was temperature-controlled...

Additionally, the plane had a conference room, a gym, two dining rooms, a small spa room, and a small cinema that could hold ten people...

All the details in the decor were extremely lavish.

Compared to the plane he took to Australia for the IMO competition, Qiao Yu felt like they were two entirely different modes of transportation.

A crowd squeezed into a cramped space. Even going to the toilet required turning sideways to walk.

Unlike this plane, where he could even take a hot bath, and after that, conveniently get a spa treatment...

Is this traveling? It’s practically a vacation...

"Uncle Zheng, how much does it cost to rent this plane for a trip?" After walking around the plane, Qiao Yu couldn’t resist asking.

"The basic cost is about 230,000, but there are additional fees roughly around 100,000, so this one-way charter costs about 330,000."

"So cheap?"

"Right? But what if the unit is in US Dollars?"

Qiao Yu suddenly realized that even though he had just solved a conjecture, it was only enough to fly this way four and a half times.

Based on the pilot’s earlier broadcast that this flight would take approximately twelve hours, his bonus would only afford him 54 hours of enjoyment.

"This is at a friendly rate. Generally, even Saudi tycoons wouldn’t rent out such private jets. Thanks to you, this is my first time enjoying it." Zheng Xiweng added.

"It costs over 300,000 US Dollars to rent once. How much would it cost to buy and renovate a plane like this?" Qiao Yu remarked.

Zheng Xiweng laughed and said, "It’s best not to think about it for now. Apart from buying it, I’ve heard that even if this plane doesn’t fly once a year, the maintenance costs alone are 50 million US Dollars per year.

So, the rental of over 300,000 US Dollars is genuinely a friendly price. It’s not an exaggeration. This considers the hangar fees, crew costs, refueling costs, and flying with no profit at all."

Qiao Yu nodded, his interest temporarily quenched.

This was indeed excessively luxurious. He understood now what it meant to be born in Rome.

This level of luxury was slightly excessive. Except for those to whom money is just a number, even the top 10% of people, at least half, don’t have the qualification to dream about it.

Qiao Yu suddenly felt he needed to reflect, as his previous ideas were too naive! He clearly knew that making money had to rely on eating the big fish!

To genuinely earn money, one must target the wealthy. Compared to these wealthy individuals, the domestic research institutes and universities are pitifully poor...

Even if they squeezed out all their annual computing funds, how much would they have? But doing business with those big tycoons would be different; even a bit from them is probably enough to outclass those research workers’ spending power.

If he could catch the pain points of these tycoons’ needs, making them eager to queue up to pay, Qiao Yu could hardly imagine how much could be earned in the future.

It turns out the saying is true; choosing the right track is far more important than hard work!

Thus, throughout the entire flight, Qiao Yu began a retreat of introspection.

When making games, he knew he had to work with the big bosses to make money. How come when entering the mathematics world, he overlooked these true bosses?

The previous disrespectful behaviors and thought patterns towards the wealthy must not be repeated.

The Xi Yu Technology platform still needs to be developed, but let’s not think of making money off those poor people.

Help them more, gather more data. First, the cake must be made larger.

Whether it’s quantum simulation or the lunar tourism development that Old Yu described stingily, they’re all good projects. They align perfectly with the pain points of the wealthy.

So, matters on Old Yu’s side need more attention. First, give Old Yu a taste, and even if the lunar tourism base is a matter of decades later, preparations must be made.

After all, he’s still young. Twenty years later, he’d only be thirty-seven, even not past the age to win a Fields Medal.

Additionally, he should learn some financial knowledge. When it involves technology design for financial security, he can’t be clueless about the workings of finance.

As for pure mathematical research...

Hmm, Qiao Yu feels he is still young, so there’s no rush in this area; it should be left to fate. Solving mathematical problems also requires inspiration.

Anyway, there’s still the collaborative project with Peter Schultz ahead, Director Tian and Elder Yuan surely wouldn’t object.

Plus, Qiao Xi is helping him share the pressure.

He’s already won a Fields Medal as a son; the mother can’t slack off too much either.

This has been studied for so long, and there’s still no achievement, just thinking about it is infuriating. How else to trample Frank underfoot in the future?

Perfect...

Just like that, by the time the plane reached its landing in Beijing, Qiao Yu’s mind had already mapped out a complete future development plan.

As the plane began to land, Qiao Yu’s phone also started acting up, receiving a string of messages.