I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

Who has ever seen a scene like this?

Professor Claude really hadn't ever seen such a thing!

Someone had called the Nobel Foundation directly, demanded they select the award winner early, or else threatened to buy out their foundation entirely—that was totally a Zhang Menglong move! Having money really meant you could do whatever you wanted!

Professor Claude knew the name Zhang Menglong and was also aware of his previous cunning moves. The words he had just said, he could certainly follow through on!

"Mr. Zhang, please calm down!" Professor Claude hurried to appease Zhang Menglong's emotions, "Give me 10 minutes, I can't make this decision alone, I need to gather the other members of the foundation."

"I'll only give you five minutes!"

Zhang Menglong put down the phone, and everyone around him looked at him as if they were looking at a monster. Daring to threaten the Nobel Foundation, he was probably the first in history to do so.

...

Less than five minutes later, Zhang Menglong's phone rang.

"Mr. Zhang, we have just discussed and decided to agree to your demands," Claude said. Could they really not agree? If they didn't, their foundation's money would turn into bubbles at the shock of the capital market in an instant.

Not being able to give out the Nobel Prize money would surely become a historical joke.

"As for the submission deadline, let it be in ten days!"

"This... that only leaves us five days to review, this... our personnel might not..."

"Professor Claude, I believe there's nothing money can't solve. If there aren't enough people, just hire more. I think a sum of 10 billion US dollars is more than enough to recruit a legion of professors to do the review for you, right?"

"But if the timeline is moved up, many papers won't be able to apply, and we would lose many outstanding candidates."

"I don't see it that way," Zhang Menglong laughed, "This year, there's only one who is qualified to receive the Nobel Prize in Physics, and I think this one achievement is big enough to shut up all those with objections."

"Fine!" After a fierce mental struggle, Professor Claude gritted his teeth and agreed, "We will send out the relevant notices within half an hour."

"Thank you for your cooperation, Professor. The promised 10 billion US dollars will be transferred into the foundation's account shortly."

"Hong Yi, I, Zhang Menglong, am making the payment!"

...

"See, wasn't that easy?" Zhang Menglong spread his hands.

Zhang Menglong's maneuver left everyone speechless. It looked like the Nobel Foundation had made a huge compromise, but they had tearfully earned 10 billion US dollars, and were probably laughing like mad behind closed doors now.

"The Nobel Prize will be evaluated in half a month, so I'm only giving you this much time. Whoever can publish their paper the fastest and submit our manuscript to the Nobel selection committee first, I'll sign with that journal."

"Mr. Zhang, we can publish the manuscript within a week and complete the Nobel application in 10 days!" Mohat, the editor from nature, was the first to promise.

"One week to publish, 10 days to apply—can anyone do it faster?"

"We can publish in five days and complete the application in eight days!" the editor-in-chief from science almost growled, since he was an editor-in-chief, he had much more authority than the other editors.

"We can publish in four days and complete the application in seven days!" the editor from Frontiers in Physics shouted out an even more astonishing number.

"Have you all gone mad?" Mohat looked at each red-faced editor, "You just published an issue two days ago, and now you're publishing again? Would your editor-in-chief agree with this?"

"If the editor-in-chief doesn't agree, I'll beg him; if that doesn't work, I'll beg the boss!" the editor from Frontiers in Physics seemed ready to make a supreme sacrifice.

"Three days, we only need three days!" Mohat shouted once more an unimaginably short time, "We can finish the Nobel Prize application within five days!"

"Mohat, you're just a regular editor, how can you make such a promise? Aren't you afraid of losing your job?"

Mohat scoffed, what if he lost his job? If he became the editor responsible for a Nobel laureate, who would dare fire him? Even if he were fired, there would be countless journals eager to hire him, he wasn't afraid at all.

Although Zhang Menglong's article was of very high quality, as long as the Nobel Prize had not been awarded, he would never be a Nobel laureate. Who could predict the variability?

Mohat was gambling, betting that this article would surely win the award!

The other editors looked at each other, ultimately falling silent; they simply didn't have Mohat's resolute determination!

"Fine, since that's the case, I'll sign with Nature," Zhang Menglong stated.

"Mr. Zhang, I have prepared the contract, you just need to sign," Mohat trembled as he handed the contract to Zhang Menglong.

Zhang Menglong didn't hesitate and signed his name directly on it.

"Mr. Mohat, if you don't fulfill what you promised me, then I think Nature magazine doesn't need to be an authority in scientific research anymore," Zhang Menglong said with a smile, "After all, publishing is still publishing, whether it's scientific journals or adult magazines, don't you think?"

This remark caused Mohat to shudder; this young man was truly terrifying.

He had heard that Zhang Menglong had once purchased a company called NetEase Music in Huaxia because its owner had offended him, and he had turned it into a foot massage parlour. Now NetEase Footpaths had become the largest health care provider in Asia and even expanded into Europe, can you believe that?

Mohat believed that if he didn't accomplish what Zhang Menglong had asked, it wouldn't be long before Nature magazine could potentially become the world's largest adult magazine publisher.

Pictures were already forming in his mind!

"Rest assured, Mr. Zhang, whatever it takes, I will definitely secure it for you," he promised.

"Since that's the case, I am reassured," Zhang Menglong laughed, "You've all traveled from far and wide and must be tired, why not rest for a night in Huaxia? Tomorrow, I'll arrange for a plane to take you all back to your countries."

"Then, thank you Mr. Zhang." Although they did not succeed in securing Zhang Menglong's article this time, they still gained a favorable impression of Zhang Menglong's attitude.

The editors gradually left, and at this time, the professors from Jiangnan University of Science and Technology finally couldn't contain their curiosity.

"Menglong, Teacher Han, what's all this about? What kind of articles have you been submitting to these journals for them to come here, scrambling one after another?"

"Yes, and they even mentioned the Nobel Prize in Physics; I just heard something about dark matter, isn't that a basic domain of physics?"

"You should ask Menglong about that." Han Jinyu directly pushed Zhang Menglong forward.

"Hahaha, it's not a big deal," Zhang Menglong said, "Our school has gained so many national-level projects, and other universities are not convinced, right? So, I thought if we won a Nobel Prize, they would finally shut their mouths. If they think they're so great, they can publish too!"

"So, Teacher Han and I, along with our senior brothers and sisters in our research group, spent a few days proving the existence of dark matter, then casually sent off an article."

"Menglong, how confident are you?" an older professor asked.

"Pretty sure, just a Nobel Prize after all, it's not that difficult!"

"Do you hear yourself talk? Teacher Han, look at the student you've mentored!"

"A dozen people, just a few days to prove the existence of dark matter? My goodness! That's something many worldwide haven't proven in a century!"

"Absolutely no difficulty!"

"Since that's the case," that old professor suddenly became excited, "I've been enduring insults for so many days, I can hardly hold back. Once Menglong truly wins the Nobel, I'll let them know what it means when the Internet says 'without me, the keyboard warrior, the internet would forever be in the darkness of night!'"