Just like this villa, Hades can actually buy a large manor to live in, but... is that necessary?

The place is small, just clean it up, but if you set up a manor, you will have troubles like housekeepers, cleaning, water, electricity, food, etc.

So, a villa that is enough to make you live a comfortable life is completely enough.

"Los Angeles, turn on the TV." Hades changed his position so that he could see the TV face up.

"Okay master." Luo Shen immediately turned on the TV.

There is no doubt that what is reported on TV is exactly what Tony Stark said at a press conference today.

You should know that Stark Industries is essentially a military-industrial enterprise, and it is the largest military-industrial enterprise in the United States. Ninety-five percent of its turnover comes from the US Department of Defense, other US federal agencies and foreign military.

At this moment, Tony closed the Stark Industrial Weapons Department in one sentence, which could be said to have directly cut off one of Stark Industrial's legs.

Although Stark Industry's core business also includes aviation, electronics, information technology, aerospace systems, etc., there is no doubt that the proportion of weapons is the largest.

Hades was watching the TV host's "evaluation" of Tony's closing of Stark's Industrial Weapons Department with interest, his cell phone rang.

"Hello?" Hades picked up his phone and saw that it was Professor Smith who had been on board before, so he connected, "Professor Smith, is there anything wrong?"

When Hades picked up his phone, Luo Shen turned the TV to mute.

"Hades, that's right. My friend and I want to go to the Institute of Science at 9 am tomorrow," Professor Smith said happily to the phone, "If you have nothing to do tomorrow, can you pick us up?"

"Of course there is no problem!" Of course, Hades was willing to come to his door, "Is it true that it is nine o'clock in the morning? Then I will wait for you downstairs of the professor!"

"Okay, that's a problem, goodbye." Professor Smith hung up the phone after he finished speaking, and said to a man in his forties or fifties beside him, "Do it!"

"But you obviously have a car," the man asked with a strange feeling, "Why do you still ask someone to pick you up? Is the car broken?"

"Didn't you always want to see that genius?" Professor Smith smiled like an old fox, "It's him, he's that Hades!"

"What?" the man widened his eyes. "He is opening a rental? People with more than a dozen doctoral degrees are opening a rental?"

"I found it not long ago," Professor Smith was a little helpless. "The information shows that he is an orphan. He grew up in an orphanage. As for why he rents it... Maybe it's because... he is short of money?"

"Lack of money? Are you teasing me?" The man looked disbelief. "The scholarships he received when he was in school and the prize money for those competitions were definitely more than a few million! Not to mention the offers given to him by large companies and high-end laboratories. Any one he took was a salary of one million or ten million!"

"I know, too," Professor Smith shrugged, "the problem is that he is driving a taxi now. Is there any other reason that there is a slight possibility that there is a reason to be short of money?"

"No, no, I have to persuade him that such a talent will not continue to show his glory in academic research, but instead become a taxi driver. This is a great waste!" The man said with a beard and glaring.

"Maybe others are experiencing life and preparing to write some poetry and prose?" Professor Smith shook his head speechlessly, "Don't forget that he still has a doctorate in Chinese in the Department of Foreign Languages. Maybe he is doing that...literary sentiment, etc., and wants to find inspiration from daily life."

"...It seems to be the same," the man thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt that it made sense, "but this is really a waste!"

"Others have nothing to do with you. Do you have to care about what others like to do?" Professor Smith shook his head helplessly, and then a smile belonging to the old fox appeared on his face again. "I told you that I have a way, maybe it can succeed!"

"What's the solution?"

"I remember you didn't have a scientific research study this year, or the astronomical wonder you mentioned, and what state you came from?"

“The one in New Mexico?”

"Yes, aren't you going to take your student with you?"

“There is another college together.”

"I think your student seems to be pretty. I told you, just use this to seduce him, do you understand?"

"This...isn't that good?"

"What's wrong? Does your student have a boyfriend?"

"No, there is no. She loves research. The previous boyfriend seems to have parted recently."

"That's all! According to my information, Hades doesn't have a girlfriend now. As long as you let them get along for a while, after they are together, Hades will naturally be pulled back to the road of academic research!"

"Then...what if my student was pulled to drive a taxi instead?" The man was a little worried.

Professor Smith: “???”

are you serious?

Under Professor Smith's gaze, the man shrank his neck and explained weakly: "You think, Hades is such a smart and talented genius, so he goes to drive a taxi for no reason. That must be a reason why he feels that driving a taxi is more beneficial than other things. What if my student is dragged away after he knows it?"

"...You said this...it seems to make some sense." Professor Smith blinked and found that what the man said was indeed reasonable and unrefutable, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"But this method can still be tried." The man said.

Professor Smith: “???”

So what did you say before that a lot of things are for?

"Why are you willing again?" Professor Smith covered his head. He felt like he was a little confused about his old friend's brain circuit.

"Hades is a talent," the man said naturally. "Think about it, even if he is a talented person who is now for rent, he will never be able to do such things in the future, right? Anyway, it's not a bad thing for my students to be with him."

Professor Smith: “…”

Why didn't you say that before?

Are you really not afraid of being beaten to death by readers like this???

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Falling Diary:

From morning to night, I never came to sign a contract.

Could it be that the editor-in-chief rejected it?
Chapter completed!