Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Chapter 406 Retirement

Yang Rui said with a smile: "There are many opportunities for us to cooperate, and Zeneca and I are also happy to cooperate."

"It's good to be happy... Hey, I underestimated Mr. Yang, now let me say that you are an unborn genius, let alone hundreds of thousands of sponsorship funds, millions of sponsorship funds, I will not blink It's out." Frankie held Yang Rui's hand tightly, and said desperately that he didn't want money.

In fact, it is a normal choice for Frank to sponsor the gold card that day. Even if he does not get the card, the plan will be handed over to the head office. Zeneca invests all over the world, and the annual research expenditure As many as hundreds of millions, this money once rose to 3.5 billion US dollars after 2010, which is one of the largest research funding pools in the world. It is conceivable how many researchers around the world are staring at this money.

Needless to say, the super talented people who have won the Nobel Prize, they earn sponsorship money all over the world, even if there is no return at all, it is normal to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars with Zeneca, which is easy to say , but if you count the number of living Nobel Prize winners in the world, the total number piled up is very powerful.

Below the super talented people who have won the Nobel Prize, there are also gentlemen who are waiting to win the Nobel Prize. The value of these achievements has become more and more prominent. Therefore, every year the Nobel Prize is awarded, and the media and industry insiders predict that someone will win the prize. However, wait from the age of forty to fifty, and from fifty to sixty It is still not uncommon to see people, and there is only one quota a year, which is really not so easy to get.

Under the world-class competition, well-known famous professors and researchers are like crucian carp in a river. One wave has passed, and another wave will come. And these people are also looking for sponsorships around the world.

Below all kinds of world-class celebrities, there are professors from famous schools like Harvard Yale, especially those who do basic research. Someday, they will make some "blockbuster".

All in all, large pharmaceutical companies cast their nets widely. To a certain extent, what they do is risk research. If they casually give Yang Rui hundreds of thousands of dollars in sponsorship, how much sponsorship will they give to those famous professors?

The scale of multinational companies is super large, and the scale of the world is also super large. There are more than 200 countries on such a water-blue planet, not counting least developed countries such as Zimbabwe. Just pick out an ordinary one There are universities in the country that are not inferior to Peking University in 1984, and the professor Niu Bai in it is more reputable than Yang Rui.

Before Yang Rui came up with the second-generation plant extraction method to produce coenzyme Q10, and before Zeneca’s Asian region was about to start a price war with coenzyme Q10, he randomly picked a university ranked more than 100 in the world, such as Nanyang Technological University, University of Southampton, Wageningen University, or the University of Oslo in Norway, University of Hamburg, the investment value of professors should be higher.

Just like the first round of investment in all venture capital, the high price that Yang Rui wants is something Zeneca or Frank can't afford.

In the end, there will be such a result, and it is a matter of course.

Franky was actually a bit of a disaster.

Regarding this, Yang Rui could only pat him on the shoulder and said, "As long as the conditions are right, I am also willing to cooperate with people I know well."

"This is the greatest support for me." Franky can only count on this.

The two spoke in English, Franky called the translator again, and smiled at the others: "Now that the work is done, I invite you to dinner on behalf of Zeneca. I prepared a simple meal in the office, please All of you appreciate it."

The factory manager and others naturally agreed.

As a result, when I went to the office, I found that the so-called light meal turned out to be Western food.

The factory manager and others were both excited and embarrassed,

Except for a few people, none of them had eaten Western food.

The Xibao Meat Joint Factory is located in Xibao Town. It is relatively close to Nanhu City, but far away from Pingjiang. The factory manager and others are local snakes. It is not easy to eat some pigs, cattle and sheep. If you want to eat Western food It is very difficult. The western restaurants in the provincial capital are not only expensive, but also need to spend foreign exchange.

The old factory manager sat behind the snow-white dining table, looked at the exquisite knives, forks and spoons, and sighed: "The conditions are really good now, these things must be bought from outside."

"I brought the tableware from abroad, and the chef was invited from Hong Kong. He is also a very good French chef." Franky wanted to find a chef from abroad, but the time was too tight, and it was difficult for a foreign chef. Please.

The old factory manager and others kept nodding their heads, and they were full of praise from the moment the first meal was served.

The luxurious 7-course French meal is indeed worthy of praise.

Yang Rui now has the opportunity to eat delicious food, but in China in the 1980s, Western food was not easy to find, and authentic Western food was even more difficult.

So I ate very happily.

The gentlemen of the West Fort Meat Factory are naturally happy to eat, but happiness is happiness, and worries are still indispensable.

They have a cooperative relationship with Zeneca. The West Fort Meat Factory is responsible for exporting labor, providing land, and supporting production. With such a close relationship, Franky never pretends to speak with him.

As soon as Yang Rui's skills were shown, Frankie was served a big meal. It is impossible to say that there is no imbalance in the snacks.

But at the dinner table, the old factory manager not only complimented Franky, but also praised Yang Rui from time to time.

Regardless of the fact that the Westjet factory is on the site of the Westburg Meat Factory, the Westburg Meat Factory itself does not have any rights. Except for providing personnel and supporting facilities, when to collect money, how much it can charge, etc., it is all WestJet The controlling party of the factory has the final say, and even the controlling party of the WestJet factory makes the evaluation of whether it is doing well or not.

Party B's life has always been difficult. When Xibao Meat Factory sold white striped pigs to Eastern European countries, they drank vodka and vomited together countless times. Now there are delicious food and red wine, and a few nice words are nothing.

The old factory manager quickly adjusted his mentality, and good words about not needing money poured out.

Zheng Jianming is depressed. He is different from others. Others have not suffered any substantial losses. They are nothing more than happy or unhappy. This kind of happy and unhappy mood is the most valuable when it is valuable, and the least useful when it is useless. use. But what Zheng Jianming lost was the real benefits. It was a very good position to contact the WestJet factory. He could get in touch with foreign exchange and was one of the best positions in charge of the meat joint factory.

It happened to be taken away by Duan Hua.

In the current unit, most of them are deputies. The meat joint factory usually has 7 deputy secretaries or deputy directors. The newly appointed Duan Hua is supposed to be the last one, ranking eighth. However, with the background of Zeneca, Taking away the position of contacting the WestJet factory, Duan Hua jumped to become one of the most important deputy factory directors, and Zheng Jianming became an inconspicuous one...

Although it is not expected that the old factory manager will be able to take over if he retires, this kind of regression will not make Zheng Jianming happy after all.

Zheng Jianming ate and drank sullenly. He didn't compliment Franky like the others. There were plenty of reasons, but he watched the old factory boss shake his head.

Playing with one's temper is cute when you are seven or eight years old, rebellious when you are seventeen or eighteen, willful when you are twenty-seven or eighty-year-old, and stupid when you are thirty-seven or eighteen.

After the feast was over, another basketful of good words was thrown out. On the way back, the old factory manager stopped Zheng Jianming and said, "Jianming, let's have a chat."

"Old factory..." Zheng Jianming wanted to talk but didn't want to.

"Walk with me." The old factory manager pulled Zheng Jianming and walked down the leafless avenue. The thick pagoda trees were crooked, and the thick poplars shot straight into the sky. Only the thick pines and cypresses were flourishing, shaking their heads and tails proudly.

"These trees were carried when we built the factory. Look at them, they have grown so big." The old factory manager was quite sentimental.

Zheng Jianming bowed his head and said "yes".

The old factory manager smiled: "Do you think I want to remember bitterness and sweetness again?"

Zheng Jianming could only smirk.

"Don't laugh, I know you're upset."

"The old factory... I'm not trying to fight, I'm just panicking. I was also sweating in the early days of the factory..."

"Many people sweated in the early days of the factory. Could it be that Duan Hua's qualifications are lower than yours? He stayed in the cannery and didn't call out."

Zheng Jianming was stunned for a moment, then fell silent.

Xibao Meat Factory was established in the 1950s, and Duan Hua joined the factory in the 1960s. They were not the first batch of people to enter the factory, but they also caught up with the final construction period. Strictly speaking, Zheng Jianming is not much older than him year.

"I'm not because Duan Hua is unhappy. I have no objection to Duan Hua's promotion, but because of Yang Rui, I can't figure it out."

"If you can't figure it out, you have to figure it out." The old factory manager took out the military lines in the movie, and said in a rare voice: "Just because of Yang Rui, you have to figure it out."

Zheng Jianming repeated the word "Yang Rui" in a nasal voice, and said: "He may have technology, and Frankie is going to support him now, but look, when he gives the technology to Zeneca, how can Frankie treat him?" He? Can you still let him take what you want?"

"At least you know that Yang Rui is giving and taking now?" The old factory manager is quite flexible.

Zheng Jianming's expression froze, this was the last thing he wanted to think about.

"Jianming." The old factory manager called Zheng Jianming's name again, and said slowly, "Do you know how old Yang Rui is this year?"

"Ah? I don't know that."

"Just 20 years old." The old factory manager said indifferently: "Do you think he can still come up with technology in the future?"

Zheng Jianming stiffened his neck and said, "Even if there is a new technology, it may not be useful for Zeneca."

The old factory manager chuckled, but said, "Do you remember Qiao Wanshan, the former chief engineer of our factory?"

"Remember, why don't you remember, the slaughtering line we are using now was reformed by Mr. Qiao." Zheng Jianming's expression eased a lot. Chief engineer Qiao was the technical chief engineer of the West Fort Meat Factory in the late 1960s and early 1970s, and that period was also a period of prosperity for the West Fort Meat Factory. No matter how noisy people are, it is always necessary to eat.

"Then do you remember where Chief Engineer Qiao went?"

"Didn't you say you're going back to Beijing?"

"Which unit did you go back to?"

Zheng Jianming shook his head. He was still a middle-level cadre of the meat joint factory at that time, and he was not qualified to participate in the private farewell party.

The old factory manager smiled and said, "Department of Nuclear Industry."

"So powerful!" Things like nuclear bombs sound tall.

The old factory manager nodded, and said: "Old Qiao's job is to engage in nuclear reactors. I don't quite understand what exactly he does. However, I feel quite clear about the slaughter line made by those who engage in nuclear reactors. You said Woolen cloth."

The smile on Zheng Jianming's face disappeared again.

"I heard from them that when Yang Rui came to university, he created some new technology, which has nothing to do with coenzyme Q10, but as long as his technical foundation is there, and then he comes back to make coenzyme Q10, you see, it is still first-class. .” The old factory manager sped up his pace a little at this point.

Zheng Jianming lowered his head to think, the two walked farther and farther, and after a while, they came to the WestJet factory.

Several engineering vehicles are still working "dong dong". The WestJet factory is designed as a model, and the corresponding process flow is to be promoted to multiple factories under the control of Zeneca, and the workers are also working overtime.

The old factory manager pulled Zheng Jianming to stand on the small slope next to the main factory, took out a telescope from the backpack he was carrying, looked at the WestJet factory for a while, handed it to Zheng Jianming, pointed to the front right, and said : "Look there."

Zheng Jianming was shocked: "Why do you carry a telescope with you and eat Western food with it?"

"Look there!" The old factory manager raised his eyebrows.

Zheng Jianming coughed hard, picked up the binoculars, looked in the direction of his fingers, and at the same time tilted the binoculars, and said: "This thing must weigh more than ten kilograms. It's so heavy, so you carry it with you?"

"Look over there!"

Zheng Jianming smiled: "What are you looking at?"

"Look down the middle window."

Zheng Jianming adjusted the binoculars: "That's... Yang Rui?"

"kindness."

"Look what he does..."

"You're right."

Zheng Jianming frowned and looked at it for a while before realizing what he was looking at.

Yang Rui is doing experiments in the WestJet factory!

The production line of the WestJet factory has been opened to Zeneca technicians. However, there is no initial data and parameters. The chances of latecomers wanting to verify this unexpected surprise are very low, just like developing from a normal technology to an unexpected surprise. Low.

But Yang Rui, who has mastered the relevant parameters and found many related papers, is much easier to verify and improve this technology.

But it still takes some time.

Yang Rui didn't want to go to Tianjin every day after returning to school—the nearest Zeneca Coenzyme Q10 factory to Beijing is there. Now is the era without high-speed rail, and it takes half a day to travel to Tianjin.

And if he didn't want to waste this time, he could only complete the technology in the WestJet factory and write a thesis.

Yang Rui has been in the WestJet factory for several days.

Holding the binoculars, Zheng Jianming watched Yang Rui write, turn on the machine, and make internal calls. He was so busy that he suddenly felt that the binoculars in his hand were getting heavier and heavier.

"Old factory..."

"If the reconstruction of the WestJet factory is successful this time, and if the output can reach as much as Zeneca said, I will be ready to retire." With a word from the old factory manager, Zheng Jianming's full of thoughts were dispelled.

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