The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

The meeting lasted until 11:30 p.m.

Dai Dama was holding his computer, his excitement bordering on abnormal.

"Mr. Chen, if this plugin market really takes off, the developer ecosystem will no longer be the same as the old app store model."

"Users don't need to download a bunch of apps. They just need to say one sentence to Moss, and Moss will automatically activate the skills."

"Once this thing is finalized, it won't matter how many more models Google releases."

Chen Zhi leaned back in his chair, his legs propped up on a small stool, twirling a pen in his hand.

"So you're not going to sleep tonight."

Dai DaMai: "?"

Chen Zhi took a picture of the frame on the whiteboard and sent it to the company's core group.

"The MossOS developer platform produced its first version of technical documentation within three days."

"Skill Plugin SDK, closed beta test within seven days."

"President Pei will be in charge of the developer revenue sharing rules."

"Legal compliance, please take a look."

Li Zhiyi sat beside him, taking notes of the key points.

Pei Ningxue crossed her arms and spoke in a flat tone.

"What you're doing is exploiting your employees."

Chen Zhi pointed to Dai Dama.

Does he look exploited?

Dai Dama is full of motivation just thinking about the current value of his stock options.

"I'm willing to be exploited."

Pei Ningxue: "..."

Li Zhiyi lowered her head and smiled.

Chen Zhi was very satisfied.

He was just about to continue assigning tasks when his phone beeped with a message notification.

It's a 404 parent-child group.

Guo Yang sent several messages in a row.

"Chen Zhi! President Chen! Godfather Chen! Are you still alive?!"

"If you don't go back to school soon, the counselor is really going to go to the IAPM mall and arrest you!"

"Damn it, the counselor just called roll in the group chat and said your leave of absence procedures were completed a long time ago, and you have to be here by 8 a.m. tomorrow!"

"Godfather! Eight o'clock! Eight o'clock! Is this something a human being can bear?!"

Li Zicong then sent a text message.

Stop struggling. No matter how wealthy you are, you still need credits to graduate.

Chen Zhi silently put his phone on silent mode.

Pei Ningxue sat beside him and slowly glanced at him.

"Who?"

"Scam text message".

"Do scam text messages call you 'godfather'?"

"Scammers now operate on a very wide range of business areas."

Pei Ningxue reached out her hand.

"Give it to me."

Chen Zhi immediately shoved his phone into his pocket.

"This is my personal privacy."

Pei Ningxue didn't waste any words with him and directly reached out to snatch it.

Chen Zhi's leg was inconvenient, and his body had not fully recovered, so he struggled for a couple of seconds before giving up.

Pei Ningxue picked up her phone and glanced at the 404 group chat history.

"Artificial Intelligence Industry Trends Tomorrow at 8 AM."

Chen Zhi coughed.

"President Pei, the company is currently facing international encirclement and suppression. As the founder, I am extremely busy and my health is not good. Such trivial matters as studies can be put on hold for a while."

Pei Ningxue ignored him and directly opened the counselor's chat box.

Chen Zhi's expression changed.

What are you doing?

Pei Ningxue's fingers flew across the keyboard.

Hello teacher, I am Chen Zhi. I will be at class on time tomorrow.

Sent successfully.

Chen Zhi looked at the words and felt terrible.

"Pei Ningxue, why are you siding with the school?"

"Because I'm also from Peking University."

Pei Ningxue tossed the phone back into his arms.

"And I hate men who skip class."

Chen Zhi was filled with grief and indignation.

"I've beaten Silicon Valley in business, so can't I slack off a little in my studies?"

Li Zhiyi gently reminded him.

"You've been on leave of absence for four months, you really should go back and show your face."

Chen Zhi turned to look at her.

"Zhiyi, you've changed."

Li Zhiyi closed the meeting minutes.

"I just think you really can put your career on hold for a while."

Dai Dama was trying not to laugh.

Chen Zhi looked at him.

"What are you laughing at? If you can't finish the new feature in three days, you're going to go hand out flyers to me at the east gate of Peking University."

Dai Da Mai immediately became serious.

"Received, Mr. Chen."

Pei Ningxue stood up and picked up her bag.

"Meeting adjourned. The CEO has to work 8 AM tomorrow, don't disturb his rest."

The group of executives in the conference room were taken aback at first, and then they all lowered their heads.

I wanted to laugh but dared not.

Chen Zhi stood up, leaning on his cane.

"Go ahead and laugh, I'd like to see who doesn't want their year-end bonus."

No one dared to laugh out loud.

But Dai Dama's shoulders shook the most noticeably.

Chen Zhi pointed at him.

"You'll come to Peking University with me tomorrow."

Dai Da Mai was stunned.

Why?

"Let me show you what real business warfare is like."

……

The next morning at 7:30.

Chen Zhi, wearing a mask and a scarf, got out of the car.

Old Zhao parked his car outside the east gate of Peking University and even turned back to remind them.

"Mr. Chen, Miss Pei asked me to tell you not to skip class; she will investigate."

Chen Zhi remained silent for a moment.

"Old Zhao, whose side are you on now?"

Old Zhao smiled.

"I receive my salary from Miss Pei's side."

Chen Zhi: "..."

Okay, that's realistic.

The snow at Peking University hasn't been completely cleared yet.

Students carrying books were running towards the teaching building from the roadside; the resentment from the students at 8 a.m. could be felt even from ten meters away.

Chen Zhi originally planned to enter the school discreetly.

He wore a mask tightly and a scarf covering half his face, trying his best to keep a low profile.

Just as they entered the east gate, a girl holding a Moss phone and taking pictures of the snow scene suddenly stopped.

"Is that... Chen Zhi?"

The boy next to him turned his head and glanced at it.

"Who?"

"That Chen Zhi from Deep Space Technology!"

"Holy crap?"

Three seconds later.

The surrounding students began to turn their heads.

"It really is him!"

"Mr. Chen!"

"Godfather!"

"Godfather, look at me! I got one of the first Moss phones!"

"Mr. Chen, could you please sign your name? On the phone case!"

Chen Zhi felt a chill run down his spine and quickened his pace.

But his leg isn't fully healed yet, so it won't get much faster.

A crowd immediately surrounded them.

Some people were taking photos, some were recording videos, and some were even rushing over with their phone boxes.

"Mr. Chen, I'm from the School of Information Science and Technology. Can I apply for a deep space internship next year?"

"Mr. Chen, when will your MossOS developer platform be released?"

"Mr. Chen, I heard you're worth tens of billions, is that true?"

Chen Zhi moved forward while waving his hand.

"It's fake, it's all a rumor."

"So, what's your net worth now?"

"Debt".

"How negative?"

"Credit debt".

The students burst into laughter.

Just as Chen Zhi was about to be surrounded, a familiar loud voice came from outside the crowd.

"Make way! Make way! The family members are here!"

Guo Yang, sweating profusely, rushed in and his first words were:

"My son! You're finally back!"

Chen Zhi almost swung his cane at him.

"Guo Yang, if you keep making up these false claims of kinship, I'll have Moss cancel all your food delivery platform memberships today."

Guo Yang immediately changed his tune.

"Godfather!"

Li Zicong strolled over slowly, holding a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Pay attention to seniority. He's now the godfather of the entire internet. If you randomly claim kinship with him, you're taking advantage of the public."

Zhang Tianyang stood at the back of the crowd and whispered a sentence.

"Chen Zhi, it's been a long time."

Looking at the three people, Chen Zhi felt much less embarrassed about being watched.

He pointed his cane towards Guo Yang's feet.

"Fatty, protect me."

Guo Yang straightened his back.

"Alright!"

Then he turned to the students watching and shouted:

"Dear fellow villagers, my godfather's leg cast has just been removed. Today, he will not sign autographs, take photos, or answer any questions regarding financing!"

Li Zicong added a sentence.

"Those looking for jobs should submit their resumes on the official website. Don't block the entrance, or the security guards will remember your face."

Zhang Tianyang timidly raised his phone.

"Um... I'm going to be late for class."

Chen Zhi then remembered that it was eight in the morning.

"Walk!"

The four of them hurried towards the teaching building.

Chen Zhi walked in the middle, Guo Yang led the way, Li Zicong blocked people on the side, and Zhang Tianyang followed behind carrying books.

……

The classroom was already packed with people.

When Chen Zhi entered the room, there were still two minutes before class started.

He intended to sit in the last row corner, but as soon as he walked in, dozens of eyes from the entire class turned to him.

A boy in the first row stood up abruptly.

"Mr. Chen, please have a seat here."

Chen Zhi waved his hand.

"No, I'm a student today."

The four of them sat in the last row.

The teacher came in carrying a computer and connected it to the projector.

The title of the first slide of the PPT quickly appeared on the big screen.

Artificial Intelligence Industry Trends and Commercialization Paths

The accompanying image is a screenshot from Deep Space Technology's press conference.

Chen Zhi: "..."

On the podium, the teacher began calling roll.

When "Chen Zhi" was called, the classroom noticeably quieted down for a moment.

Chen Zhi raised his hand.

"arrive."

The teacher looked up, smiled.

"Chen Zhi, welcome back to the classroom."

The whole class applauded.

Chen Zhi buried his face in his scarf.

Why does this feel a little awkward?

The teacher continued the lesson.

"We just happened to be talking about the industrialization of AI today. In the past six months, Moss from Deep Space Technology has evolved from a single tool to a system-level entry point."

"Its impact on human-computer interaction is likely to surpass that of voice assistants over the past decade."

PPT slide turning.

Screenshot of Moss phone demo.

Turn the page again.

Screenshot of Moss video generation model.

The students in the audience turned around to look at Chen Zhi again.

Chen Zhi sat in the last row, pretending that he was invisible.

Guo Yang raised his hand at this moment.

"Teacher, the person involved in the case is present; could you please let him say a few words?"

Li Zicong added insult to injury from the sidelines.

"I think it's a good idea. President Chen has poached so many big shots from our school, so the school has to get some value back."

The teacher nodded with a smile.

"Chen Zhi, would you like to share your thoughts on the AI ​​industry?"

The whole class fell silent, watching Chen Zhi expectantly.

Chen Zhi stood up, supporting himself on the table.

He originally intended to give a few perfunctory words and sit down as soon as possible.

But the whole class was watching him.

Chen Zhi thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Personally, I don't think AI will replace humans."

Seeing that Chen Zhi had spoken, many students began to take notes. This was the speech of a tycoon who had reached a net worth of hundreds of billions in less than a year.

Chen Zhi paused.

"The greatest value of AI is that it reduces the number of tedious shifts people have to work."

The classroom was silent for half a second.

It then exploded.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Teacher, this is the real industry trend!"

Guo Yang strongly agreed.

"My godfather spoke the minds of working people!"

The teacher smiled and raised her hand to quell the laughter.

"Let's continue, Chen Zhi."

Chen Zhi simply stopped pretending.

"If the technology is explained in too abstract terms, people won't really grasp it. To put it simply, if AI can only write poetry and chat, then it's just a toy."

"If it can help you fill out forms, get expense reports, make PPTs, look up information, book tickets, edit videos, write code, and handle emails, then it is a tool."

"Our next step is not to teach users how to use AI, but to teach AI how to do things for users."

Someone raised their hand.

"Mr. Chen, what about the developers? If everyone uses Moss to complete tasks, won't traditional apps die out?"

Chen Zhi looked at the student.

"Traditional apps won't die immediately, but the entry point will change."

"Previously, users would open the app to find features; now, users will state their needs, and Moss will find the capabilities."

"So developers also need to change, from creating a complete app to providing Moss with certain professional capabilities."

The teacher took over the conversation.

"Is this the MossOS you've been talking about?"

Chen Zhi was stunned for a moment.

Good guy.

The news spread really fast.

He didn't admit it directly, he just smiled.

"Teacher, your question involves trade secrets."

The whole class laughed again.

The teacher nodded.

"Let me rephrase my question. What are your thoughts on AI causing job anxiety?"

The moment this question was asked, the atmosphere in the classroom noticeably changed.

Many people took out their phones to record videos, waiting for Chen Zhi's answer.

Chen Zhi stood in the last row, holding onto the edge of the table.

"Anxiety is definitely inevitable."

"But running away is useless."

"Every time a tool is upgraded, some jobs will be eliminated, and some jobs will be created. It all depends on which side you're on."

"If you treat AI as an enemy, it will steal your job."

"If you treat AI as a tool, you can steal other people's jobs."

Someone in the classroom gasped.

……

After class, before Chen Zhi could escape, he was blocked at the classroom door by his counselor.

"Chen Zhi, come to my office."

Guo Yang immediately took a step back.

"Godfather, take care."

Li Zicong patted him on the shoulder.

"No matter how successful you are in business, you can't escape a counselor's talk."

Zhang Tianyang whispered a reminder.

"Shall I help you take your bag back to your dorm?"

Chen Zhi handed him the book.

"If I don't come back in half an hour, remember to call the police."

The materials in the counselor's office were piled high.

Leave requests, make-up class records, student files, and scholarship notices are all mixed together.

After Chen Zhi sat down, the counselor poured him a glass of water.

"How's your leg?"

"He's almost fully recovered."

"Work may be busy, but you still need to take care of your health."

Chen Zhi nodded.

That sounds quite heartwarming.

The counselor pulled out another form.

"Your company has grown so much now, and the school is happy for you. But you're still a Peking University student, and you've missed a lot of classes during your four-month leave."

Chen Zhi's heart skipped a beat.

The counselor pushed the form over.

"This is the make-up class schedule."

Chen Zhi looked down.

Three thick pages.

8 AM, evening classes, online assignments, course papers, and final exams.

Chen Zhi was momentarily distracted.

"Teacher, isn't this intensity... a little bit inhuman?"

The counselor smiled very kindly.

"You dare to attack Google and Microsoft, surely it wouldn't be hard for you to catch up on a few courses?"

Chen Zhi sighed and said, "Advisor, you don't want me to apply for graduate school at Tsinghua University, do you?"

The counselor's face darkened; this kid was becoming increasingly unruly.

Just then, a soft click came from the office doorway.

Chen Zhi turned his head.

Pei Ningxue stood outside the door, her phone still inside.

She dressed very casually today, wearing a long down jacket over her clothes.

Chen Zhi gritted his teeth.

"You took a picture of me?"

"Keep it as a souvenir."

Pei Ningxue walked in and greeted the counselor.

The counselor clearly recognized her.

"Ningxue, you're back at school too?"

"Yeah, I came back to take care of some things."

The counselor looked at Chen Zhi, then at Pei Ningxue, as if recalling the incident at the Academic Affairs Office four months ago, and her tone became complicated.

"Both of you should stop causing trouble; the school can't afford a second time."

Chen Zhi coughed awkwardly.

Pei Ningxue remained quite calm.

"Don't worry, teacher, I will supervise his extra lessons."

Chen Zhi was shocked.

"You're going to supervise me?"

Pei Ningxue picked up the tutoring schedule and scanned it.

"Monday morning at 8 am, Wednesday evening class, Friday course paper."

She folded the watch and stuffed it into Chen Zhi's coat pocket.

"That's good, it saves me from going out and messing with young girls."

Chen Zhi reminded him in a low voice.

"President Pei, you are now the CFO, not an external staff member of the Academic Affairs Office."

"I manage the company's assets."

Pei Ningxue glanced at him.

"Your failure in the course affects the image of outstanding alumni of Peking University and indirectly affects the brand value of Deep Space Technology."

The counselor almost burst out laughing.

"Then it's settled. Chen Zhi, there's a college seminar this afternoon, you should attend as well."

Chen Zhi suddenly looked up.

"besides?"

The theme is AI and youth employment.

The counselor handed him another notice.

"We originally invited an external expert, but since you're back today, the department thinks you're more suitable."

Chen Zhi: "..."

He finally understood.

Eight in the morning is just an appetizer.

What the school really needs to exploit is his real-life example.

Pei Ningxue took the notice and glanced at it.

"2 PM, Yingjie Exchange Center."

Chen Zhi stood up, leaning on his cane.

"Is it okay if I don't go?"

Before the counselor could speak, Pei Ningxue had already answered for him.

"He'll go."

Chen Zhi turned to look at her.

Pei Ningxue slapped the notice onto his chest.

"Mr. Chen, let's have a good talk this afternoon."

Chen Zhi remained silent for two seconds.

"Pei Ningxue, you weren't like this before."

"I've never been a CFO before."

She turned and walked out, but stopped at the door.

At the other end of the corridor, Guo Yang rushed over, phone in hand.

"Godfather! Something terrible has happened!"

"Someone changed the title of the college forum to—"

Guo Yang shoved his phone in front of Chen Zhi.

On the screen, a popular post was displayed on the homepage of Peking University's campus forum.

[A CEO with a net worth of hundreds of billions answers questions on-site: Will Moss leave us unemployed upon graduation?]

Below the post, there are several highly-rated replies.

Chen Zhi's AI has replaced us programmers; he's the biggest code traitor!

[It is recommended that Chen Zhi be tortured on the spot.]