Zhou Cheng, the top genius at Star City University, voluntarily dropped out of school. He doesn't want that boring degree certificate, he wants the operating logic of the entire city.
Carrying an ordinary square notebook, he plunged into the mud of the magical city of Shanghai. He delivers food: while others are running errands, he is calculating the "green wave belt" cycle and the topology of the old alley. He works as an accountant: while others are settling the accounts, he is studying the logical loopholes of transnational money laundering through the ink marks on the reimbursement forms. He joined the crew: On the surface, he was a porter, but the lighting he adjusted casually made the top visual director apprentice on the spot.
Shen Binglan, the female CEO of Bingshan: "You are just a food delivery person, how come you can see the financial trap in my contract?" The sassy policewoman Hua Qinman: "We have been investigating this serial case for half a year, and you broke it after you delivered a courier?" The genius beauty blogger: "Brother Zhou Cheng, are you really just here to adjust the lights for me?"
Zhou Cheng pushed up his helmet, closed his notebook, and showed his harmless smile: "I have included the logic of this profession. Take a lesson, everyone."
In this top laboratory called "Society", Zhou Cheng used his lowest status to teach all the elites one shocking class after another called "Professional".
