Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Even if you apply for a new laboratory and turn all your relationships around, what should you do if you meet Li Xingzhou, or someone like Li Xingzhou, or Lu Shou?" Yang Rui said happily to the other three. After making a decision, such a sentence popped up suddenly.

Jiang Zhijun and the others immediately froze.

"You still have to run, don't you?" Yang Rui curled his lips in displeasure. In scientific research, the most annoying thing is discontinuity and continuity. If a laboratory is constantly replaced—it doesn’t need to be replaced continuously, it only needs to be replaced two or three times, and the delay will only guarantee second-rate.

Yang Rui does not do scientific research for the sake of making money.

Although he hopes that his scientific research products can produce output, his main purpose is to ensure the funding and progress of scientific research. If he wants to spend all his time on making money, Yang Rui feels that he might as well invest in stamp stocks or something. Just lie down, eat, drink and have fun.

The same is true for the genetic engineering laboratory. His goal is to clone sheep. It must be very interesting to make cloned sheep a few years earlier than the British. Speaking of which, Yang Rui should still have a directional advantage. He at least knows how to clone sheep. As long as he studies step by step, there is always a chance to complete it.

However, cloning sheep did not appear in a day. Wilmut has already started to do cloning, but no one really knows—it was supposed to be a few years later when a group of animal rights activists burned down the Roslin Research Institute. The public only learned of Wilmut's research after the two laboratories of the institute, but they still don't know that he actually wants to clone mammals, otherwise, it would not be as simple as just burning down the two laboratories.

All in all, it is not too early for Yang Rui to start cloning animals, and the scientific research competition has already started.

It is impossible for him to conduct such research in a turbulent laboratory.

If half of the hard work is done, and such a thing happens again, and the sheep used for the experiment is taken away by someone, it will be like crying without tears.

It's like Yuan Longping was working on hybrid rice for many years, but the laboratory was smashed down. If he hadn't hidden a few rice plants in the well, he would have to start over the past ten years. .

The trouble with doing genetics is that genetic inheritance means passing it down from generation to generation. If it is interrupted in the middle, the previous work will be in vain.

"If your solution is to run, you don't need to find any new laboratories. I will just continue to do my basic biology." Yang Rui said, with a little self-mockery: "If you run away, you can run far away." It's all right, come back after running away, isn't it just looking for trouble?"

Jiang Zhijun and others who were ready to persuade and appease Yang Rui were suddenly numb.

If Yang Rui doesn't work as a laboratory, their technical service company will be a rootless farm, and the imaginary profit of one million yuan will disappear before it is seen.

Jiang Zhijun quickly said: "Yang Rui, don't be impulsive, you have done so much, it would be a pity to give up."

"Unfortunately, there is no way."

"That's good, this way..." Jiang Zhijun thought about it, gritted his teeth and made a decision, and said, "You want the original laboratory, right? Let me talk to someone to bring back the original laboratory, that Li Xingzhou, Where did he come from and where did he go back. In this way, the donation will remain in the laboratory, and the instruments and equipment you bought before will not lose anything, how about it?"

"Where's Lu Shou?" Yang Rui asked.

Jiang Zhijun smiled wryly: "My Director Yang, we can't provoke Lu Shou, you can't afford it, and I can't afford it either. Let's avoid him, the head office."

"My laboratory is right there, how do I hide?"

"He didn't go specifically for your laboratory, but, look, he happened to change his job, and that Li Xingzhou happened to come to him. It's such a coincidence that the two get together." Jiang Zhijun tried his best to think To dispel Yang Rui's doubts.

Yang Rui didn't feel that his doubts were dispelled at all, he shook his head and said, "I really can't hide, so,

I think it is better not to do this laboratory. The ion channel laboratory is supported by Peking University, but the genetic engineering laboratory in my district was killed by the district, which is also ironic. "

He spoke sarcastically, but his tone was cold.

Jiang Zhijun was a little embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he said in a jiffy, "Yang Rui, you may have never hunted in the mountains. In the mountains, no matter how powerful the hunter is, the first thing to do when encountering wild boars is to run away." .”

"I ate wild pork a while ago." Yang Rui glanced at him.

"That...is different."

"Forget it, I'll go back first." Yang Rui stood up.

"Yang Rui, Director Yang..." Director Pan was the most anxious, quickly grabbed him, looked at the two of them as if asking for help, and said, "Think of a solution again? Let's discuss it again."

Wen Zelin slapped his forehead and said, "Go to the bar and drink. While drinking, think about it. The bar in Jianguo Hotel is built by overseas Chinese, so it's not good for foreign style."

Yang Rui was flocked to the bar and got a cocktail of unknown composition - if it was in the game, it probably needs to be identified.

Yang Rui thought for a while, and didn't bother to ask, he picked it up and took a big sip, it was really cool, then he thought, if you want to be cool, why don't you give me beer?

"Yang Rui, it's not completely helpless." Jiang Zhijun drank a glass of whiskey in one breath, wiped his mouth skillfully, and said, "However, you have to stand out."

"Oh?"

Jiang Zhijun ordered another glass of wine, and said in a low voice, "If you tell Mr. Qiao, Lu Shou won't be able to eat and walk around."

"Lao Jiang, this is a bad idea." Wen Zelin slapped the wooden table, and said, "What did you tell Yang Rui to do to Mr. Qiao? Besides, what if Mr. Qiao doesn't care? Lu Shou heard about it, isn't that Going crazy?"

After Jiang Zhijun drank, he let go a little bit, and saw half of his body leaning on the wine table, whispering: "As far as I know, the Lu family's family education is still very strict. As for Lu Shou himself, he used to He was driven far away, and it was only in recent years that the old man of the Lu family called him back when he was in poor health."

"And then?" Wen Zelin was younger, but he didn't know the story of the second generation who was ten years older than himself, so he was full of curiosity.

Jiang Zhijun twirled the cup with his hands, and said softly: "Anyway, it's useless if others say it. People like Mr. Qiao can decide the world with just one word. No matter how rough Lu Shou is, he will have to run with his tail between his legs."

"Are you sure?" Yang Rui drank the unknown cool cocktail in the glass and ordered a glass of beer.

Jiang Zhijun nodded heavily, and said: "Sure. You just need to ask Qiao Gong to help you say something, and you don't have to worry about seeing Lu Shou in your life, let alone Li Xingzhou. Without Lu Shou, we can drive him out." Beijing."

Yang Rui was thoughtful.

Wen Zelin kindly reminded: "This is not a trivial matter, Lu Shou knows..."

"It's useless if he knows, as long as Mr. Qiao speaks." Jiang Zhijun pushed the solution to Yang Rui, and said: "You just need to find a way, meet Mr. Qiao and talk about the situation, and it will be fine."

"Should I go to Fuyou Street and knock on the door?" Yang Rui glanced at Jiang Zhijun.

"Then I have nothing to do." Jiang Zhijun clapped his hands and said, "I'm hungry, let's go eat, who the hell, come and pay the bill."

Jiang Zhijun wanted to stand up and pay.

"I'll pay, I'll pay." Wen Zelin stopped Jiang Zhijun, took out a card, and shouted: "Credit card payment, okay?"

The Chinese people around all cast strange eyes.

The little girl who was going to collect the money froze when she heard the word credit card. She trotted over and carefully took the card in Wen Zelin's hand.

"Is the credit card I issued in Hong Kong usable?" Wen Zelin asked showing off.

"It works, please wait a moment." The little girl said, checked the card carefully, handed it back to him, and said, "Sir, can you please follow me to the Bank of China's exchange office to pay?"

"Let's go." Wen Zelin waved his hand, winked at Yang Rui and the others and said with a smile, "Brothers, wait for me to sign."

"Let's go there together." Yang Rui didn't want to sit at the bar stupidly, and at the same time, he was also curious about how to swipe his credit card when he didn't even have access to the internet.

The group of people returned to the lobby slowly, turned around the corner, and saw the People's Bank of China's currency exchange office in large characters.

Below the exchange point, several employees are already busy.

"Sir, can I have a look at your credit card?" The trained bank employees are completely different from the tellers in online stores outside.

Wen Zelin triumphantly took out his credit card again and handed it to the other party.

The cashier sitting behind the counter looked at the credit card carefully again, then bent down and took out a book like a dictionary, and quickly flipped through it.

"Check the blacklist." Seeing Yang Rui staring, Wen Zelin thought to himself, finally there is something you don't know, so he took the initiative to explain.

Yang Rui asked back, "What blacklist?"

Wen Zelin scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "It's just that some cards are not suitable for use, so they are not allowed to be used, called..."

"Bad record?" Yang Rui said for him.

"That's it." Wen Zelin clicked his tongue twice, and said, "Okay, the words are the same as what others think, by the way, don't read such a booklet, the bank in Hong Kong will send it here, and it will be updated every week. All the people who use my card, those with bad records, are in the book."

The manual of the blacklist is sorted alphabetically. The cashier of the Bank of China checked the information quickly, wrote a few notes on the notebook, put the credit card in a special machine, manipulated the iron rod on it, and pressed it hard. down.

Personal information such as the uneven name and expiration date on the credit card, in this way, is left on the white paper through the carbon paper under the machine and becomes a consumption voucher.

Wen Zelin obediently waited for a few minutes before he signed his name and paid the more than 100 yuan for the wine.

Jiang Zhijun said helplessly, "Can't you ask me to pay you earlier?"

"It's no way to give money." Wen Zelin said contemptuously, and put his credit card close to him.

Yang Rui looked thoughtfully, and said: "Speaking of which, it is still very difficult to create a system."

"What?" Wen Zelin didn't know why.

"If the established system is valuable, then the plan for establishing the system is also valuable." What Yang Rui was thinking about was the 863 plan that Qiao Gong mentioned before and added him to it. Speaking of which, he is still a member of the supervisory committee of the "National High-tech Research and Development Program".

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Of course, Jiang Zhijun's words cannot be fully believed, and he has to ask again from the side.

... (To be continued.)

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