Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

The media press conference was indeed lackluster.

Before Yang Rui won the Nobel Prize, the media had already reported at length and length. After winning the Nobel Prize, they became more scruples. After all, the previous reports were aimed at the country. This kind of report, which is obviously aimed at the world, cannot be like this. It's not good if it surprises the Allies.

Even the media participating in the press conference was restricted. Needless to say, the media at the district or city level, even the provincial media, were later required to submit various outline documents before being allowed in.

But, like any other form of meeting, the larger and the higher the level, the less room for freedom.

Yang Rui basically completed the "press release" according to the script, and it took less than 30 minutes before and after. It is conceivable that the final media information is enough for readers and viewers to "enjoy" for several weeks.

"Professor Yang, this way." Secretary Hu had been waiting in the backstage for a long time, and as soon as Yang Rui came out, he quickly waved his hands.

The corners of Yang Rui's eyes twitched twice. The so-called seventh-rank officials in front of the prime minister's gate, and the secretary is the leader's right-hand man. It's really disturbing to wait for him so actively.

How much does it have to be to ask for such an attitude?

Yang Rui looked around again and asked, "Professor Cai and the others aren't here?"

The press conference was held in the name of Peking University just now, and there is no reason why Professor Cai and Dean Liu did not show up.

Secretary Hu just smiled and said, "I think they are all tired, so let them go back first."

Even Professor Cai was dismissed, Yang Rui couldn't help sighing, and simply said: "What are you going to ask me to do, just tell me, otherwise, I will feel guilty and weak."

If it had been a few days earlier, Yang Rui wouldn't have come too against Secretary Hu's wishes.

However, the existence of the Nobel Prize is like a golden bell covering an old man in his seventies. Too drastic of a move.

Secretary Hu hesitated for a moment, but he could only follow Yang Rui's request and said, "Then I'll just say it straight. I want to bring you to meet a few people."

"Who?"

"You'll know when you get there," Secretary Hu said, pulling Yang Rui out, getting into the car, turning all over the place, and when he arrived at the place, Yang Rui was dizzy, and only vaguely saw a big factory gate , and then saw several middle-aged and elderly cadres waiting in a conference room that was not bright.

"Which one is this?" Yang Rui was a little uneasy.

The more unexpected the situation, the more tricky it is. It stands to reason that even if the meeting is not held in the Great Hall of the People now, it should not come to such an old factory.

Secretary Hu coughed lightly, and said, "Professor Yang, this is Director Zhang, Director Dong, Director Han..."

The two factory directors are still ranked ahead of the directors, which shows that even if they are not the factory directors of central enterprises, they are also the heads of large enterprises of considerable size.

Yang Rui was even more concerned about the dilapidated conference room in front of him. Secretary Hu dragged himself, a Nobel laureate who hadn't received the award, to such a barren place. He knew it wasn't for holding a welcome party.

The problems of large state-owned enterprises have always been complicated, and the problems of poor large state-owned enterprises are even more complicated.

Yang Rui reluctantly greeted, then looked at Secretary Hu.

"These are the main planners of the project.

"Secretary Hu used an introductory tone.

"project?"

"It's what I said earlier, the motion to be put on hold for now." Secretary Hu smiled at Yang Rui.

"So, Director Zhang, Director Dong, and Director Han are all planning to go abroad for business?" Yang Rui came to his senses, but he was still confused.

"Yes, I originally thought that I would introduce you guys to meet in two days, but the situation in North China Pharmaceutical is serious, and I really can't afford it. In addition, Director Zhang, Director Dong and Director Han also all I think it should be this..." Secretary Hu looked a little unsustainable.

Regardless of whether he really couldn't tell clearly or pretended not to, Director Dong quickly took up the topic and said, "I brought it up. Our North China Pharmaceutical has been waiting for more than a year, and we really can't do it anymore." I've waited, so, today I'm just asking for a favor, if Professor Yang is willing to help, all of us in North China Pharmaceutical will thank you. If you don't want to help, we want to find another way."

"Old Dong!" Director Han's eyes were raised up. How could anyone beg someone like that.

Both of them were grizzled and half-old men, staring at each other like two albino gazelles.

Yang Rui looked at the two gazelles blankly, like a lion who doesn't know who to bite first.

"Director Han, you have helped enough. If the technological transformation of our North China Pharmaceutical Industry fails, we will stop production if we need to stop production, and we will rectify if we need to rectify. Waiting for an indefinite period of time is nothing."

"Old Dong, Director Han is here to help, so don't be all resistant." Director Zhang looked at Yang Rui from the corner of his eyes as he spoke, showing a lack of self-confidence.

"I'm not contradicting, I'm just reality. Are there not enough people who have seen our conditions? Director Han, what academician Zhu can't do, can we invite another Nobel Prize winner to do it?" ?” Director Dong’s tone was negative.

Director Han frowned, and said, "Old Dong, Secretary Hu has come forward, and Professor Yang has also invited you here, so please keep your words to a minimum."

"What's the use of me saying a few words, just look at the document, Professor Yang, if you can make it, my old director admires you, if you can't, please speak out directly, don't drag us, can it be made?" Director Dong said, and handed a bound document to Yang Rui.

Yang Rui was a little confused, but when he opened the file, he understood.

The large-capacity reactor has a budget of 5.8 million yuan.

High-precision ball mill, with a budget of 1.2 million yuan.

The jet mill has a budget of 3 million yuan.

An automatic production line equipped with a gravity-free mixer and a centrifugal pump, with a budget of less than 20 million!

"Do you want to buy second-hand goods?" Yang Rui asked tentatively.

Old Dong chuckled: "Second-hand goods, why bother you."

Indeed, if you are buying second-hand goods, you are negotiating with a trader, so there is no need for Yang Rui's Nobel Prize title.

Factory Manager Zhang smiled awkwardly, and said, "We have completed part of the technological transformation this time, and we will buy second-hand products for the rest. "

"So, you want to buy new ones at the price of second-hand ones? So Academician Zhu can't do this?" Yang Rui finally cleared his mind.

Old Dong snorted twice and said, "If you can't do it, forget it."

As he said that, he was about to take the document from Yang Rui's hand.

Yang Rui flickered for a moment, shook his head, and said, "If I ask you to do it, it's definitely impossible to do it, and it's not necessarily impossible for me to do it."

After speaking, Yang Rui looked at Secretary Hu and said, "However, I still have to think about whether to do it or not."