Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Several, please go back." Yang Rui patted Matsushima Heng's hand, and patted the money in his hand by the way, and sent the ignorant Japanese outside the door.

Matsushima Heng was so unhappy, his legs were pressed against the door like tree stumps, and he said in English: "Mr. Yang Rui, the stereo is for you, and you will not be charged. Or, I will send the money back later to you?"

He is still testing Yang Rui's attitude.

"Don't give me any money. If you don't want to take money, I'll return the stereo to you. I don't want to take your stereo for nothing." Yang Rui spread his hands and said, "I see that you have unpacked it. It was sent to China again, and I asked you to send it back, so you must lose money, I have money, so I just bought it."

At this time, Jing Yulan acted as an interpreter and translated the whole sentence to Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen looked blankly at Matsushima Heng, then at Yang Rui, then at Jing Yulan, and said, "They have 25,000 foreign exchange, how many boxes should they buy?"

"It's a stereo made in Japan, for listening to music." Yang Rui explained with a smile, and said, "Twenty-five thousand dollars is my legal income. I have paid taxes to the country, and there is evidence to check."

"Yes, I know." Xiao Chen has heard a little about Yang Rui, but people always have some doubts about the stories around him, especially the big stories, and the question he wants to know the answer to at this time is: " How can such a few iron bumps be worth so much money?"

"Big speakers are expensive."

Yang Rui still likes the speakers from Japan. In a few years, when people talk about Sony three-piece suits, they will be full of admiration and faith.

Of course, if you use the mentality of the Chinese after the reform and opening up, the first thought after really understanding Japanese audio is that we should make our own Chinese audio, so the so-called domestic products should be self-improving. However, for Yang Rui, who is a reborn person, he doesn’t care whether the domestic products are self-reliant or not—you have to leave some space for Little Japan to work. It's all over, can the Japanese be kept by China in the future? There must be some work for them.

The so-called international division of labor is to let you do the things I don’t want to do. For example, various .avi videos can be outsourced to Japan to shoot, produce and operate. Subsistence materials, otherwise, Chinese goods are flooding the world, and people in other countries just eat and wait to die?

Of course, it is impossible for the Chinese in the 1980s to think like Yang Rui. In this era of self-dwarfing, when Chinese people see Japanese, their buttocks tremble. The fear of advanced technology is the fear of massive wealth and the fear of the unknown world.

Even the packing boxes that the Japanese use to pack the stereos are excellent in the eyes of alley residents.

Xiao Chen looked at the short but upright Japanese porter and the two black speakers that looked like small refrigerators, and fell into long thinking and wonder.

Matsushima Heng looked at the 25,000 dollars in his hand, and also fell into long thinking and wonder.

When will the Chinese be able to come up with 25,000 US dollars.

Not to mention the Chinese, it is almost impossible to pull an American researcher out and ask him to take out 25,000 US dollars from his pocket.

For Americans with a salary of 30,000 to 40,000 a year, it is like a legend to save 10,000 US dollars.

Matsushima Heng knows that Chinese people can save money, but if you want to save 10,000 U.S. dollars, you have to have 10,000 U.S. dollars.

Matsushima Heng stared at Yang Rui for a while, then suddenly smiled and bowed: "Mr. Yang Rui, I'm sorry, I made a mistake in this matter."

Yang Rui laughed twice, and said: "No need to bow, I like the stereo too, if you are willing to take the money, I won't suffer any disadvantages. Of course, as I said, this is not forced buying and selling. If you want to move back, there is no problem. .I’ll just reorder later.”

In these years, he almost never watched TV or videos, and watched very few movies. The difference in video images is really too big.

It was the sound sent by Heng Matsushima that opened the door to the new century for him.

Considering that so many people in the later generations play with earphones day and night, and don’t give up playing until they have otitis media, audio must still be interesting. Hong Kong and Taiwan pop songs in the 1980s, no matter the lyrics and music are not weak, some works have been sung for 30 years, and they don’t feel outdated, not to mention foreign ones, u2 is becoming popular, and Lennon of the Beatles is dead It's been 6 years, and besides that, the western world still has a lot of classical music to nominate for hookups.

The answer Matsushima Heng wanted was not this. He looked at Xiao Chen and simply said in English: "Please don't translate for the time being, Mr. Yang Rui. Put the audio aside first. I think I can provide a better gift."

"Oh?"

"1 million US dollars will be paid by the University of Tokyo for your three-year lecture fee in Japan. What do you think? During this period, the Matsushima Laboratory will provide all the experimental equipment and funds you need." Heng Matsushima This time he did not bow again, he filled his waist with confidence.

He could see that Yang Rui was not a typical Chinese scholar, not the kind of visiting scholar who would not even take the tram in order to save a few hundred yen. However, he felt that he had more conversations with rich scholars like Yang Rui than some poor scholars who didn't make much money.

Yang Rui was able to spend 25,000 US dollars to buy a set of stereos, which means that his daily expenses will only be higher, and it also means that he needs more income.

Matsushima Heng is not afraid of Yang Rui's high requirements. He has sufficient financial guarantees, both for scientific research and for buying people.

Matsushima Heng looked into Yang Rui's eyes, and said solemnly: "Mr. Yang Rui, 1 million US dollars is the remuneration paid to you. With your achievements today, such a salary is completely reasonable and legal."

Yang Rui smiled, and said in English: "You want to buy a Nobel Prize for 1 million."

"Mr. Yang Rui was joking." Heng Matsushima looked up at Yang Rui, his eyelids drooped, and said, "If you are willing to give up a Nobel Prize, $1 million a year is no problem."

US$300,000 is a normal price for high-end scholars, and US$1 million is much higher.

Yang Rui was a little surprised by Matsushima Tsune's perseverance, but after thinking about it, he understood, not to mention, in order to find a scholar who can make a Nobel Prize in later generations, China spent more than tens of billions of funds, but still got nothing. In the end, it was unintentional and won a Nobel Prize in biology, but it was a pity that Tu Youyou was too old to squeeze out the essence of the value of the Nobel Prize.

For Matsushima Tsune, who is still in the prime of life, or Dongda University, who is tirelessly trying to stand shoulder to shoulder with Harvard, the temptation of the Nobel Prize is too great.

Yang Rui smiled: "What qualifications do I have to sell the Nobel Prize to you?"

"If Mr. Yang Rui cooperates, Dongda University is willing to fully cooperate with you to win the Nobel Prize." Matsushima Heng paused, and said: "You know, the Nobel Prize also needs to be operated, and a Nobel Prize can be awarded by three Personal sharing, Mr. Yang Rui will not suffer."

Having said this, I can't go on. Yang Rui quickly cut it off and said, "You think too much. Under the current environment, I will not go to Japan. Therefore, I cannot accept your proposal."

Matsushima Heng took a deep look at Yang Rui, and said: "Mr. Yang Rui, although your achievements are obvious to all, the Nobel Prize is not that simple. Moreover, the criteria for judging the quality of your achievements are different. There are Dongda or no Dongda. help, the difference is huge.”

Yang Rui shook his head and said, "Mr. Matsushima, please go back."

Yang Rui's tone was too firm, which made Heng Matsushima a little anxious.

He returned to bowing before speaking again, and said: "Mr. Yang Rui, you can make any request, no matter what kind of request, we can talk about it."

"There is no need to talk any further. Although your conditions are good, I am not willing to agree to any of them. I am still willing to do my own experiments in my laboratory." Yang Rui now switched to Chinese, and Xiao Chen said to the bewildered face: "The Japanese want to poach me to work in their school. I don't like it. You have to do a good job of witnessing today. If someone troubles me in the future, you have to be a witness."

Xiao Chen smiled wryly and said, "You all speak foreign languages, and I can't understand them either."

"He gave me a gift. I think the two countries have diplomatic relations. I can't just send people back like this, so I paid him. It's that simple. I will dig out what I say later. If you want to hear it, I will write it in writing." Materials, you just need to file them.” Yang Rui said simply.

Xiao Chen couldn't help laughing, and said: "We are just a street office, and I am not qualified to accept your materials."

"Why are you not qualified to accept it? You are a national unit at the top level, the same as county governments in other provinces. Besides, I will report to the school, just please prove it to me." Yang Rui finished talking to Xiao Chen. , and then said to Matsushima Heng in English: "Let's stop here for today's matter, and see you in the future."

He didn't give Matsushima Heng a chance to speak, and insisted on sending him out the door.

Turning around, Yang Rui said to Jing Yulan, "I want to invite my colleagues to listen to the stereo at home, can I?"