I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 39 Take your time to read it, don’t forget to pay!

People with an IQ above 150 were immediately furious.

Among these people, "Listen to Men Tell Ghosts" is a doctoral student at Yan University, and "Eat Seven and a Half Bowls in One Meal" is a graduate student at MIT. Both of them are very capable, especially in modeling. As a result, the digital models they built were ruthlessly mocked by this 211 undergraduate. How can they not be angry?
Someone immediately refuted loudly, and the one called "Eat seven and a half bowls in one meal" directly @Fang Qingye, but unfortunately Fang Qingye directly blocked this group and could not see it at all.

The Dongguan girl also replied at this time: "Husband, your analysis makes sense. I think so too, but they don't seem to agree with you."

"You copied what we said into the group?!" Fang Qingye immediately realized.

"Yes, let's discuss it. Don't worry, I won't make our love talk public. It's a secret between us."

Sweet talk to your sister.

Who talks sweet words to you?!
Fang Qingye ignored her words and simply replied: "Whether they approve or not, what does it have to do with me?"

"Husband, don't you want to prove that you are better than them? That you are smarter than them? Do you want them to feel insignificant when they see your greatness?!"

Fang Qingye smiled when he saw the message from the Dongguan girl.

This provocation method
Only someone with an IQ of 250 could come up with that.

He thought about it and typed it out.

"You can let me build a digital model, but it'll cost extra!"

"How many?"

"At least five hundred thousand!"

The other party paused for a few seconds before replying.

"Okay, but I have conditions."

"What conditions?"

"The digital model will be better than these two, and it needs to be completed by tomorrow at the latest!"

"No problem, just wait, I'll start modeling now." Fang Qingye replied.

"Now? How long?"

"Before getting off work." Fang Qingye looked at the time on his phone. There were still two hours before getting off work.

"OK! Deal, burn, Pikachu!"

Fang Qingye was about to log off when he suddenly thought of something and typed it out.

"Did you copy the conversation we just had back into the group?"

"Of course, I want to show them my husband's ability! Meteorites are coming, watch out!"

Fang Qingye smiled slightly, said nothing more, and put down his phone.

The group was in chaos at this time.

"What's his skill? He can build a digital model in two hours? And it can be better than ours?"

"He's bragging! With his talent, and still staying at a state-owned bank, Shanghai's Citigroup and Morgan Stanley would have already lined the streets to welcome him!"

The Dongguan girl surprisingly did not defend Fang Qingye.

Maybe she also thought the other party was bragging.

Fang Qingye naturally couldn't see what was said in the group, as he had already started modeling.

He knew that according to common logic, it would be impossible to build such a demanding and complex mathematical model within two hours.

but
I am a reborn person.

More than ten years later, what is the most awesome thing?
AI.

Before his rebirth, Fang Qingye had already built a similar digital model through DeepSeek, which was released in China a few days ago.

Things that humans struggle with are easy for AI.

Fang Qingye typed quickly according to his memory, humming the most popular song of the summer.

Write poems for you and stand still for you
do the impossible for you
Play all the love songs for you
Huh.
If we have money in the future, how about we make a big AI model to play with?
Why are you doing this yourself? Why not just recruit that DeepSeek Liang Wenfeng?
Fang Qingye was writing happily when he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance beside him. He didn't know why Cao Ting was standing next to him, looking at the screen curiously.

"Xiao Fang, who are you writing poetry for?"

"No, let's build a digital model." Fang Qingye subconsciously moved to the side.

Cao Ting was a little disappointed.

She really thought Fang Qingye was writing a poem for a girl.

She didn't understand or have any interest in things like mathematical modeling, but she still agreed with them.

"Sure, why are you writing this?"

"I'm just doing a favor for a friend and playing around." Fang Qingye answered casually.

"It must be a boy, right? No girl likes these things." Cao Ting said again.

Dongguan girls like it.

At this time, Fang Qingye could be sure that the Dongguan girl was indeed a girl, but as to whether she was a dinosaur, that was another matter.

Of course he didn't need to say that.

Cao Ting took a look and felt bored, so she returned to her seat and started playing with her phone, while Fang Qingye continued with his modeling.

An hour and a half later, a brand new credit risk assessment scoring card model was established using the logistic regression model.

[y = f(x;heta)=\frac{1}{1 + e^{-(heta_0 +heta_1x_1 +heta_2x_2 +\ldots +heta_nx_n)}}]
Among them, y represents the output result (credit risk),

x represents the input feature (customer information),

θ represents the model parameters, and f represents the model function
Fang Qingye carefully checked the formula to make sure it was correct, then entered the data provided by the Dongguan girl for evaluation. The result was very satisfactory. Although there were slight deviations, it was much better than the two 250 digital models.

Get it!

Fang Qingye looked at his watch. It was exactly two hours.

Without hesitation, he immediately logged onto QQ and sent a message to the Dongguan girl: "I've already written it and am sending it to you now."

"real???"

A series of question marks.

Fang Qingye didn't say much and immediately transferred the document.

"Okay, take your time to read it, and don't forget to pay!"

After saying that, Fang Qingye logged off - it was already time to get off work, Cao Ting had already left, so why was he still staying in the office?
After tidying up his desk briefly, Fang Qingye locked the office door, went to the carport, got on his scooter, and drove slowly towards home.

What he didn't know was that the group with an IQ above 150 had exploded.

It turned out that the Dongguan girl didn't even look at it. She directly posted the digital model that Fang Qingye sent to her in the QQ group space, and @ all the staff:

"This is a digital model that my husband built in two hours. If you're passing by, take a look."

Someone immediately responded:

"Building a digital model in two hours? Pretty girl, please don't insult our intelligence, including yours, okay?"

"OK! Pretty girl, please don't waste our time. Our time is precious."

"I suggest kicking this guy out of the group. He's directly lowering the quality and IQ of our school!"

"Hey, are you guys too scared to watch? Stop nagging me and show me the whole thing first!"

The Dongguan girl started to get angry and typed something rudely.

The group quickly fell silent.

10 minutes passed.

20 minutes passed.

An hour passed.

No one in the group said anything.

"Hey, are you all silent? I've already brought back the food, why is no one talking? Have you guys seen it?!" The words of the Dongguan girl appeared on the public screen at the same time.

There was still complete silence below.

What she didn't know was that in another group - a group privately established by 13 people except Dongguan Mei and Fang Qingye, messages kept rolling in.

"Qi Wan, have you seen it? I think this digital model is better than yours."

"I'm researching it, don't bother me." The other party's tone was not very polite.

"Hey, senior, you have the best modeling skills among our group, what do you think?" Someone @listened to the man talking nonsense again.

After a long while, the other party replied: "I have finished watching it. It is indeed higher than the level of He Qiwanjian. Now I have to doubt it."

"What do you suspect?"

"I doubt what the beautiful girl said. Is that East Sea Swordsman really just an undergraduate from Shencai? His modeling speed and level of skill are far superior to even a PhD from Yanda University. How could he be working as an ordinary clerk at a grassroots bank?"

When the man typed the above words after telling lies, there was a brief silence in the group.

After a while, "Handsome to the point of slowing down the internet" replied, "The beautiful girl and I go to the same school. I saw her a while ago while getting food in the cafeteria and we talked about this. She said that Donghai Swordsman was indeed a graduate of Shencai University, and the transfer address is a grassroots bank in Jiangsu Province."

"What's his name?"

"Fang Qingye"

(End of this chapter)