Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

In Yang Rui's laboratory, there is never-ending busyness. , as long as science does not die, scientists will not stop, because they want to lead the direction of human progress. In plain language, it doesn't matter who gives you the money to make messes there, you have to pretend to be too busy. Besides, there are countless laboratories doing research all over the world, and everyone shares 24 hours a day.

Yang Rui, who has just won the Nobel Prize, always attracts strange looks when he walks on campus, but in the laboratory, everyone is tired of seeing him.

Of course, not everyone, some female students still like to watch Yang Rui come to satisfy their cravings. The work in the laboratory is so boring, and having a handsome laboratory director is really a blessing.

Yang Rui himself has adapted to such an environment. Compared with the short-term tension in the past, the current ion channel laboratory is more in the state of checking and filling in gaps, perfecting various researches. In addition, some researchers began to continue their own research, not only without interference, but also with the help of Yang Rui.

This is also one of the differences between an ordinary researcher and the director of the laboratory. The research of the former usually does not involve projects with high timeliness, let alone projects with high funds. Otherwise, once the director adjusts the progress of the laboratory And arrangements, a lot of funds and research time have to be spent on other projects, and these time-sensitive projects can easily be unfinished.

On the other hand, if researchers choose less time-sensitive projects, they can get the guidance of senior researchers during the busy break.

Sometimes, a few pointers from other people are really better than breaking your own legs.

The orderly tension of the ion channel laboratory falls in the eyes of others, as if everyone is doing ordinary things.

At least, just by looking at their expressions, they would only feel like they were doing assembly line work.

Most of the researchers are expressionless.

This made Qi Lezhang, who hadn't paid much attention to the laboratory, feel a little annoyed. You just do such ordinary jobs, you just have higher education and know more, so why do you want to take away tens of millions of dollars?

Of course, Qi Lezhang now knows that similar words cannot be said, so he suppressed himself forcibly, and said to the deputy factory director next to him: "Manly man, bow your head when you should, and when you see Yang Rui later, you Put your head in your crotch. Since it is an apology, it must be sincere."

The three deputy factory directors, two assistant reporters, and three small translators who came with them looked at each other in blank dismay. Is this how a man uses it?

Regardless of the others, Qi Lezhang rearranged the collar of the Chinese tunic suit by himself, and approached the concierge, Uncle Qin, with a smile, showing his cute little teeth like a girl.

The concierge, Uncle Qin, also showed a mysterious smile to Qi Lezhang, and before Qi Lezhang could ask, he said: "Today, the ion channel laboratory does not accept outsiders. If you want to visit someone, please call yourself first. I don't know the phone number. Please register and wait for the call."

The big soft nail hit Qi Lezhang's face in one breath, making his face flushed.

"Well, we are from Northern United Pharmaceuticals. We are here to discuss important matters with Director Yang." Qi Lezhang paused, and then said: "Our Northern United Pharmaceuticals was reorganized from the former North China Pharmaceuticals. , the main hall-level unit is now cooperating with your ion channel laboratory."

"I know, that unit is reluctant to give money." Uncle Qin, the concierge, blocked Qi Lezhang with one sentence.

"Didn't we just send money here?" Qi Lezhang couldn't say anything else.

It's too embarrassing to apologize or something, he can't talk anymore.

Uncle Qin snorted and said, "It's not good to send money. Today is fine. If you can, you can call. If you can't, just leave a message and wait for news."

Of course Qi Lezhang knew about Yang Rui's call, but Yang Rui didn't answer it at all.

Now, Qi Lezhang knows,

People are still holding on.

Qi Lezhang took a few steps back, looked at his three deputy directors and two deputy reporters, and said, "Yang Rui reckons that he is determined to ask the British to put pressure on him. It may be difficult for us to meet directly."

"If I want to stick to my previous temper, I'll call in first... and apologize later. He just wants to ask for a sum of money, so let's just give it to him." A deputy factory manager spoke murderously, but without any momentum.

Cao Yu, the deputy secretary who came to work with Qi Lezhang, is his friend for many years. He knows Qi Lezhang's thoughts best, guessing, and said: "I think it's better to just withdraw the money, I don't believe it, and stop the money owner." It's outside the door. Even if the British can change someone for him, can he get the money smoothly? Isn't this a dream?"

"That's a good point." Qi Lezhang really agreed with Cao Yu's point of view, and said: "In this case, let's discuss a number, and I will go to break through."

"5 million, it's definitely not enough now, otherwise he would have taken 3 million at the beginning." The deputy factory manager said while shaking his head: "What the hell, 5 million US dollars, enough for him to go abroad for many times .”

"If you want me to say, if you want to give it, give it a big one, and completely suppress him. Let's take half of it and see if he dares to take it." Cao Yu's tone was also murderous. The murderous intent of not being able to travel abroad.

Thinking that 15 million slipped into Yang Rui's pocket, even though it wasn't his own money, Cao Yu felt distressed.

Isn't the reason why the position of Northern United Pharmaceuticals is popular is because of such a large foreign exchange injection?

Qi Lezhang was even more reluctant to part with the 15 million expenditure, moved his lips twice, and said: "We still have to save some money to purchase equipment. Without equipment, what shall we produce? Isn't it? It's useless to get any priority production rights."

"Then 10 million?" Someone took an intermediate number.

"A little more, 11 million." Cao Yu said.

"Give him 12 million!" Qi Lezhang felt a sense of arrogance out of thin air. After finishing speaking, he stopped discussing and went to the concierge, saying: "We are going to give 12 million US dollars to the ion channel laboratory this time. If you don't want If so, I'm leaving."

Such a huge number finally frightened the concierge, Uncle Qin. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the phone and reported to the laboratory.

Not long after, the uncle put down the phone, his tone became indifferent, and said: "Go in, the living room No. 1, don't make a mistake."

The ion channel laboratory has been expanded recently, and the main addition is the living room. Now there are three built for guests traveling from south to north to visit Nobel Prize winners.

Qi Lezhang and the others walked into the reception room full of ambition, and even joked a lot on the way.

From their point of view, now is just the time for both sides to step down.

"Guys, let me introduce you. These are the managers of Northern United Pharmaceuticals, which has a vegetarian meal. I suggest replacing them all to ensure the smooth progress of the project." In the reception room No. 1, there was no one of Yang Rui. Sitting in the main seat is Hobbs of Zeneca.

However, it was Hobbes' little interpreter who spoke loudly.

But after hearing what the little translator said, the people who turned around were many bigwigs from the health and medical system.

Qi Lezhang's sweat suddenly came down, wishing to strangle the little translator to death.

I don’t believe it anymore, foreigners still know how to talk about vegetarian meals in corpses?

You add drama so much, do you really think we are soft-legged shrimps?

Qi Lezhang turned around and saw his three deputy factory directors and two deputy secretary, all leaning against each other softly, with reddish complexions and filial piety in the corners of their eyes.

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