I Play Dungeons in the Police Station

Chapter 493 - 291: This Crazy Traffic

Li Xiang finished reading the trending topics and then noticed that their university class group chat was in an uproar, countless people were @-ing him, asking if he was that Li Xiang.

Seeing this, Li Xiang casually left the group chat. Ever since attending a class reunion once, he had muted the group.

The so-called class reunion was just a bunch of people showing off to others while another group flattered them.

After graduating, Li Xiang became an auxiliary police officer, which meant watching others show off.

The key point was that he hadn’t paid any less for these reunions.

So what was the point of attending such gatherings?

So Li Xiang muted the group.

Seeing countless people @-ing him, he remembered there was still a class group, but he wasn’t interested in looking, so he just deleted and left.

He was never good at dealing with interpersonal relationships, and at university, he was the kind of person who kept to himself, likely due to a sense of inferiority.

To him, the class group held nothing worth remembering.

Besides, Li Xiang suspected that those badmouthing him online were people from his class, so he really had no reason to keep the group.

Sure enough, as soon as Li Xiang left, the group exploded.

"It’s definitely him, you see, he left the chat directly."

"He’s really cutting ties with us."

"He used to be an auxiliary police officer, how did he suddenly get promoted? It seems like he’s been transferred to the provincial office."

"He used to look so down and out, who knew he was someone important?"

"Bullshit important, I bet he just stole some technology from somewhere."

"Must be. Back at school, all he knew was playing games, how could he possibly know anything about computers?"

The class group chat was buzzing with various feelings of envy and jealousy, dripping with sarcasm.

The weakness of human nature is that you fear your brother living a hard life, but you fear even more if he drives a Land Rover.

Li Xiang, who used to be someone they’d never even glance at, suddenly becoming an academician and professor, who could tolerate that?

After deleting the group chat, Li Xiang took a bath at the hotel, just as he was lying on the bed, Zhou Jian called: "Captain Li, I found the person. I’ll send the information to your phone now."

"So quick? I thought you were going to check at the office tomorrow."

Zhou Jian was struck like lightning; he had known he should have listened to his wife.

But since he already came to check, he couldn’t say that: "No worries, I saw you sent it over at night, thought it seemed urgent, so I came over."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Li Xiang encouraged him; such employees are the good employees, the outstanding ones.

After hanging up, Li Xiang looked at the information Zhou Jian sent and discovered the identity behind the viral blogger.

"It’s him?"

Upon seeing the name, Li Xiang knew who it was.

Yan Xinlong, he was even one of his dorm mates.

Li Xiang didn’t recall having any major grievances with him; the only connection might have been the national scholarship issue, which he always claimed Li Xiang took his spot.

"Boring."

Li Xian also had no plans to retaliate against him; to him, Yan Xinlong was insignificant, he just wanted to know who was badmouthing him.

As for the online trending topics, Li Xiang didn’t bother with them. The internet has no memory, and when the hype dies down, it’ll be over.

"The more famous you are, the more disputes arise, I just need to stay away from those who bring negative influence on me."

Li Xiang threw his phone onto the bed and then opened his laptop, starting to write a design proposal.

This time coming to Capital City, time was quite rushed; he didn’t even have a week before he needed to return to attend the year-end summary and commendation conference organized by the provincial public security department.

He was also a key figure to be commended at this conference, so he had to attend.

In short, as the year ended, he got busier and busier.

That was the official business, but personal business was busy too; the new house at home was renovated, waiting for them to go back and host a beam-lifting and warming party, and the parents had already checked the dates with a fortune teller, just waiting for them to return.

In short, a bunch of things.

After throwing out all the cluttered thoughts in his mind, Li Xiang immersed himself in writing the design proposal.

As for the E-level supercomputer’s system software, Li Xiang actually left expansion ports in the earlier "Little Wood," and he had a complete set of plans in his mind.

However, wanting to write out everything on his own was unrealistic.

Although AI Little Wood could help write code, it couldn’t complete some core codes.

That’s where he had to step in.

By breaking down the codes that AI couldn’t write and specifying requirements, he’d work with the programmers at the research institute, with him doing the final inspections.

For the next three days, Li Xiang produced the design proposal, and together with the researchers’ programming supervisor, started introducing the system’s design ideas and setting requirements. They would then arrange work schedules and set time nodes.

Once a task for each node was completed, they would send it back to Li Xiang for review via email, and Li Xiang would piece together the fragmented codes.

On the last day before leaving Capital City, the president of Peking University found him again, saying they needed to complete the employment procedures, and that the house they’d allocated to him was ready, and he could fetch the keys now.

Hearing that there was a house to get, Li Xiang naturally moved quickly, and with Xu Xinghao providing transportation, he arrived at Peking University.

The house was located not far from Peking University in Boya. Director Huang from the academic affairs office held the keys and showed Li Xiang around the place. The house had a three-bedroom, two-hall, and two-bathroom layout, enough for a family.

"Professor Li, are you satisfied with the house?"

"Very satisfied, thank you for your efforts."

The house wasn’t luxuriously decorated, but very simple and clean, with all functional areas complete, and the household appliances and furniture were all provided, all major brands.