Great Country Academician

In a small restaurant in Yunxi Industrial Park.

After taking a sip of beer and feeling a little tipsy, Xu Chuan looked around the restaurant, which was brightly lit and full of guests.

He listened carefully and found that the drinking and loud-mouthed workers were socializing with their friends, which was very lively and even a little noisy.

He rarely had this experience.

He originally thought that he, who was used to a quiet scientific research and thinking environment, would find it noisy, but the feeling unexpectedly told him that this environment was very comfortable.

He had an idea in his mind that there seemed to be a magic here that could put down all work and just enjoy life.

Although it itself exists based on a large industrial park, it is not scientific in theory. This should be a corner for taking a short break after work, rather than integrating with life.

But no one talks about work here, and no one is worried about being unemployed tomorrow. Even if there are things related to work, most of them are gossip at work, or bragging and interrupting chats.

Maybe this is the goal that countless predecessors have fought for for decades?

"What are you thinking about? You're so distracted."

Across the table, Xu Hou waved his hand and asked curiously.

Coming back to his senses, Xu Chuan was stunned for a moment, smiled and shook his head and said, "Nothing."

It seemed that he really didn't think about anything just now, but it also seemed that he thought about everything.

The life of ordinary people is actually very simple. They can earn money to support their families, buy a house, send their children to school and watch them grow up, have a midnight snack with a few friends, and save a little money just in case, and occasionally go out for a walk. This is almost an ideal life.

After three rounds of drinks, the meal was almost over.

After saying goodbye to this childhood friend, Xu Chuan returned to the car and prepared to go home.

On the front passenger seat, assistant Tang Sijia turned around and handed over a bottle of honey water: "Professor, drink some honey water to relieve headaches after drinking."

Xu Chuan nodded and took the honey water: "Thank you."

He has never actually drunk much, and even if he drinks, he usually controls the amount.

The reason is also very simple. Alcohol can affect the brain and cause a certain degree of damage to the brain nerves, memory loss and so on.

Of course, this refers to acute heavy drinking or long-term alcoholism. It's nothing for him to get drunk once or twice occasionally without being completely drunk.

After taking a sip of honey with a hint of sweetness, Xu Chuan closed his eyes and meditated.

For a long time, for the technologies he developed, if they are suitable for commercial promotion, he will try his best to consider the situation of ordinary people.

For example, artificial SEI film and lithium-sulfur battery, whether it is patent or authorization, he can make more money by selling them to a single company.

For lithium-sulfur battery, CATL even offered to invest in technology and exclusive authorization so that he can take 70% of the dividends.

For the huge battery market, it is no exaggeration to say that every extra percentage is a dividend of 100 million.

For commercial behavior, monopoly is always the fastest way to make money.

But for ordinary people who buy goods, monopoly is the worst in most cases.

Of course, sometimes, necessary monopoly is beneficial to the livelihood of ordinary people.

Not to mention the total monopoly, at least at the national level, we need to have the power to fight against capital.

For example, water, electricity, food, etc. are materials related to people's livelihood. If the state does not have enough power and allows capital competition, the consequences can be imagined. There is only the worst, not the best.

Don't overestimate people's conscience. When there is no choice, even if the merchant offers a higher price, as long as you need such things, then you can only bite the bullet and accept it.

Just like Qualcomm in the chip field, the monopoly patent barriers, domestic mobile phone manufacturers, whether Huawei or Xiaomi, need to pay billions of various patent fees every year.

No?

You can also not, but the performance of your mobile phone will definitely lag behind others. And once the performance of the mobile phone lags behind, the market share will inevitably lag behind.

This is still a top enterprise, which has no choice in the face of monopoly, not to mention the ordinary people below.

An idea came to his mind, and Xu Chuan's thoughts fell on a domestic enterprise.

Perhaps, in these aspects, he can do better.

Thoughts were floating and sinking, and the Red Flag car was driving on the national highway.

After about an hour, at about ten o'clock in the evening, the quiet mountain village also came into Xu Chuan's sight.

"Thank you for your hard work. You have to toss in the middle of the night."

Picking up the backpack from the seat beside him, Xu Chuan said to Zheng Hai and his assistant Tang Sijia with a hint of apology.

After following him, whether it was Zheng Hai, Tang Sijia, or the security team on guard in other places nearby, they had not returned home to reunite with their families during the Chinese New Year for many years.

Zheng Hai smiled, picked up the suitcase from the trunk, and said, "Why is it hard? This is our job. Professor, just treat us as ordinary workers. We can work overtime during the Chinese New Year to earn some living expenses."

After following Xu Chuan for so many years, he knew very well what Xu Chuan was talking about, and he had long been accustomed to it.

Xu Chuan thought about it and said, "You can't work overtime every year, right? I suggest you take turns."

It is impossible for all these people to go back to their respective homes to celebrate the New Year. Even if he makes suggestions, the superiors will not agree.

However, due to his own reasons, these people have been unable to go home for the New Year reunion for several years, and Xu Chuan is also quite embarrassed.

So he thought for a while before suggesting a rotation.

However, Zheng Hai, who was carrying the box, didn't seem to take this matter too seriously. He smiled and said:

"The rotation thing has actually always been done. The security teams on the periphery are rotated every year, but Xiao Tang and I don't."

Xu Chuan nodded and said with a smile: "You can also find someone to rotate."

Zheng Hai smiled and said, "Let's talk about it later."

When I got home, it was almost 10 o'clock or almost 11 o'clock in the evening.

If it were normal times, the lights would have been turned off and fast asleep in this small mountain village.

But at this time, Xu Chuan's house was brightly lit, even the lights outside the cement terrace at the door were on.

Hearing the sound of the car, Xu's father and mother, who had been awake and waiting in the house, hurried out. When he saw that familiar figure, a smile naturally appeared on his face.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

Carrying his backpack, Xu Chuan also had a smile on his face.

"It's good to be back. Have you had dinner? There's still food in the kitchen. Can I get you a bowl of noodles?" Xu's mother walked up with a smile, naturally took the backpack from Xu Chuan's hand, and asked with concern.

Xu Chuan smiled and said, "I've already eaten. I met Xu Hou in Baling City in the afternoon and had dinner together."

"Houzi, he did come back from the provincial capital two years ago, and I heard he even bought a house in Baling City. Now the children are almost going to school."

Xu's mother said with a smile. She smiled and her eyes fell on her son who came back alone. The smile on her face suddenly disappeared, and then she spoke.

"Other people's children are already very smart, but you are still single..."

"Okay, my son just came back, why are you talking about this?"

Xu's father shook his head, pulled Xu's mother, and looked up and down at the son he hadn't seen for almost half a year. He was relieved when he saw that he was still so energetic.

In the room, Zheng Hai placed his luggage and walked out: "Professor, I have put your luggage in the living room for you, so I will leave first. If anything happens, just give me a call."

"Xiao Zheng, Xiao Tang, it's already so late and you still have to leave. Why don't you just sleep at home? There are rooms on the second floor, and the quilts and everything are new."

Looking at Zheng Hai and Tang Sijia, Xu Ma stepped forward to greet them warmly, her eyes mainly falling on assistant Tang Sijia.

"Ahem, Mom, they have things to do later, so don't hold them back. If you can live there, I will tell you in advance."

As a son, can Xu Chuan not understand his mother?

Seeing her like this, he must have set his daughter-in-law's idea on his assistant again.

Zheng Hai shook his head with a smile and said, "The professor is right. We have some other things to do later. It's not convenient to stay here for the night, so we'll leave first."

In fact, it's not just Xu's father and Xu's mother who are concerned about Xu Chuan's marriage. He, a middle-aged man, is almost heartbroken, and even his superiors have been thinking of a solution.

The assistants arranged for Xu Chuan are all female assistants of the right age. Isn't it because I hope he can take a fancy to one of them.

But getting married is no longer the case a few decades ago.

At that time, it was possible to refer to a matchmaker as a match, but not now.

Now that the person concerned doesn't like it, there's no way to force him into the Civil Affairs Bureau, right?

If they could really force this person to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, they wouldn't have to do it. The Civil Affairs Bureau would be able to jump over happily on its own.

After watching the black Hongqi car leave, Xu Chuan also turned around and returned home. After scanning around the house, he asked curiously.

"Where's Xiaoxiao? Why didn't you see her?"

Generally speaking, Xu Xiao would go home much earlier than him. If it were normal, she would have come out to ask for funds by acting coquettishly and cutely.

It's really strange that I didn't see her at this time.

In the living room, Xu's father was turning off the TV and the heater, and casually replied: "She won't be back until tomorrow. She said that the research project in hand has reached a critical moment."

Hearing this, Xu Chuan was a little dazed.

It seems to be the case. Xu Xiao returned from studying abroad this year and took over Musk's Neuralink brain-computer interface company. He is no longer a student.

It seems that they have all grown up.

After coming back to his senses, Xu Chuan smiled and said hello to his father who was packing his things.

"Dad, I'm going up first."

"Go on, go on. Your mother has cleaned the room cleanly today, and the quilts and everything are all new."

The next day, afternoon.

After lunch, Xu Xiao has not come back yet.

Coming down from the second floor at a stuck time, listening to the sound of firecrackers and fireworks from time to time on the distant grave hill, Xu Chuan's eyes fell on his father who was preparing the sacrifice.

Looking at the sacrifices in the bamboo basket, Xu Chuan asked casually: "Are they still the same this year?"

Every year on the day before New Year's Eve, rural areas in southern Hunan will bring sacrifices to the tombs to worship their ancestors. First, they ask their ancestors to protect their children and grandchildren, and second, they invite their ancestors to come home for a reunion dinner on New Year's Eve and the Spring Festival.

Every New Year, a few more pairs of bowls and chopsticks would be placed on the table, and the empty ones would be used by the ancestors.

Some people say it is feudal superstition, while others say it is tradition.

But in Xu Chuan's view, this is more of a spiritual sustenance.

Most Chinese people do not believe in religion. It is not that they do not have faith in their hearts, but that they place more trust in their ancestors.

Father Xu smiled and said, "There is wine, meat, fish, tofu and rice. It is only in recent years that life has improved. In the past, we only had a little fat meat + rice, and we had to bring it back to eat after the sacrifice."

After a pause, he picked up the bamboo basket and said, "Let's go. We don't know when Xiaoxiao will arrive. If we wait any longer, we will miss the time."

After the ancestral sacrifice, it is not far from the New Year.

After rushing, Xu Xiao finally rushed back the day before New Year's Eve.

On the second floor, in the study, Xu Chuan was flipping through the emails in the mailbox and marking some opinions on how to deal with things.

At this moment, the door was rushed open by someone, and a clear and pleasant familiar voice came into his ears.

"Brother! I'm back!"

Hearing this voice, Xu Chuan's mouth curled up a smile. Looking at Xu Xiao in front of him wearing a down jacket and with a different aura, he smiled and asked: "Why did you come back so late this year?"

"Oh, don't mention it, I'm so busy with company matters."

Xu Xiao sat down on the wooden chair in the study and began to complain: "I thought it was difficult to do research and development, but I didn't expect it to be even more difficult to manage a company. The annual report and other things made me feel dizzy."

"By the way, brother, don't you have several companies in your hands? How do you manage them?"

Xu Xiao looked at his brother curiously with his eyes rolling around and asked.

Xu Chuan shook his head and said: "I rarely do management work."

"Huh? No way? Then how do you keep your company going?" Xu Xiao couldn't help asking.

Xu Chuan shrugged and said, "There are other people to help. Most of the things are handled by others. I only need to give some decision opinions on a few things."

"If you really don't want to do management work, just find a professional manager. This kind of person can help you handle most of the company's operations."

Xu Xiao nodded suddenly, clapped his hands as if he had opened a new world, and blurted out, "It turns out that this can be done! I understand!"

Xu Chuan smiled and didn't care too much.

In fact, this method is more suitable for scientific researchers like them. Professional managers are in charge of the company's daily and operational work. They are responsible for the direction of research and development, which is more suitable than holding everything in their hands.

Many Internet technicians in the past were very good at technology, but in terms of company management, many times the company went bankrupt while they were working.

There are specialties in every profession, and this sentence applies to any field.