The Science Fiction World of Xueba

Luo Jianzhong turned his attention to Pang Xuelin: "Comrade Pang, do you have this intention?"

According to the standards shown in these papers, there is no problem at all for Pang Xuelin to work as a researcher at the Institute of Mathematics of Forest City University.

Even to a certain extent, the publication of these papers as a researcher at the Institute of Mathematics of Forest City University is a great thing for the entire Department of Mathematics of Forest City University.

Pang Xuelin hesitated and said, "It's possible, but I'm afraid I won't be able to work full-time."

Luo Jianzhong was slightly taken aback.

Wang Chongqing on the side quickly explained: "Director Luo, it's like this. Teacher Pang's adoptive father, the principal of Lingziding Village Elementary School, is also the only teacher. Last year, Mr. Pang graduated from high school. His adoptive father just passed away due to illness, so Mr. Pang did not participate The college entrance examination, he chose to take over the school left by his adoptive father. The reason why he is willing to take out his research papers from the past few years this time is only in exchange for the manuscript fee to repair the school building."

Now, Luo Jianzhong looked at Pang Xuelin differently.

"Teacher Pang, I never expected that there are people like you in this era!"

A flash of admiration and approval flashed in Luo Jianzhong's eyes. He pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Pang, can this work? If you are worried about the mountain village primary school where you work, then you can work as a part-time researcher in our Institute of Mathematics. You only need to come to the school every one or two months and report your latest research project to us. We can provide you with a monthly stipend of no less than 300 yuan, and if you publish a paper, the school also has Cash rewards of varying degrees.”

Pang Xuelin couldn't help being surprised, three hundred yuan a month, even in Lincheng, is considered a high-income group.

Compared with his current salary of 80 yuan a month, it's like heaven and earth.

Of course, Pang Xuelin also knew that as long as his paper on Fermat's conjecture was published in "Annals of Mathematics", the Department of Mathematics of Lincheng University would probably skyrocket because of his existence.

However, under the current circumstances, Luo Jianzhong can give such a treatment, which is considered very courageous.

"Director Luo, thank you for your kindness. If you can work part-time, I think there is no problem."

Luo Jianzhong laughed and said, "Teacher Pang, that's good, but before you actually join the Institute of Mathematics, I hope you can give a report meeting in our school. All the teachers of the Department of Mathematics will participate. What do you think?"

As soon as Luo Jianzhong said this, Wang Chongqing also turned his attention to Pang Xuelin.

After all, Pang Xuelin is too young. Although the possibility of plagiarism in these dozen papers is unlikely, they still hope that Pang Xuelin can show his academic level among them.

Pang Xuelin laughed and said, "Yes! How about putting the report tomorrow?"

Luo Jianzhong and Wang Chongqing looked at each other, Wang Chongqing said: "Mr. Pang, do you want to postpone it for a few more days? Will tomorrow be too rushed?"

Pang Xuelin said: "I can do it at any time, it depends on how you arrange your time."

Luo Jianzhong said: "Okay, then it will be at seven o'clock tomorrow night."

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Coming out of Luo Jianzhong's office, Wang Chongqing was still a little worried: "Teacher Pang,

Is tomorrow really okay? "

Pang Xuelin smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything I'm not sure about. Professor Wang, if there's nothing else to do next, I'll go back to the guest house first. See you tomorrow!"

Wang Chongqing said: "Teacher Pang, wait for me and take me to where you live."

Pang Xuelin was stunned and said, "Professor Wang, what are you doing?"

Wang Chongqing said: "It's not easy for you to come to Lincheng alone. It's too expensive to live in a hostel. You can move to my house and I'll ask your sister-in-law to cook a few dishes in the evening, and we'll have a drink."

Pang Xuelin was slightly taken aback, and quickly waved his hands: "Professor Wang, no need, this is too much trouble for you..."

Wang Chongqing said: "Teacher Pang, didn't you tell me before? You want to come to Lincheng to earn some money during the New Year's Eve, and go back to buy things for the children. You live in a guest house now, and the expenses are not small. You can save a little money." A little more, my family can live there, if you recognize me as an old brother, take me to the place where you live now, if you don’t recognize me, then we will be ordinary colleagues in the future, and everything else will be business-like !"

"But……"

"Okay, there's nothing to worry about, can you go?"

"Okay then, Professor Wang, I'm really going to trouble you this time!"

"Tch, such a trivial matter, what trouble is it!"

Pang Xuelin had no choice but to take Wang Chongqing to the guest house where he stayed.

After completing the check-out procedures at the guest house, Pang Xuelin put his luggage on the back seat of Wang Chongqing's bicycle, and followed Wang Chongqing to the community where he lived.

The community where Wang Chongqing lives is called Baiyun New Village, which is one of the new communities in Lincheng just completed a few years ago. It is mainly allocated to the faculty and staff of Lincheng University.

From Wang Chongqing's mouth, Pang Xuelin learned that Wang Chongqing had a son and a daughter. The daughter had just graduated from college and was currently assigned to work for "Lincheng Daily" as a reporter for the newspaper.

My son is going to university in the capital, and it is estimated that he will not be back until another week.

His wife was also an employee of Lincheng University before. She was sick and retired within the first two years. Now she is recuperating at home and working as a full-time housewife.

The two talked all the way and came to the downstairs of Wang Chongqing's unit.

After Wang Chongqing locked his bicycle, Pang Xuelin carried his bag and followed Wang Chongqing up to the third floor.

Afterwards, Wang Chongqing took out the key and opened the door of the house. Pang Xuelin followed into the house, and saw a middle-aged woman with an apron and a good complexion coming out of the kitchen. Seeing Pang Xuelin, the middle-aged woman showed doubts on her face and said: "Old man!" Wang, this is...?"

"Wenhui, let me introduce you. This is the little brother I just met, Pang Xuelin. He came to Lincheng for business this time and will stay at our house for a few days. You can clean up Mingzhe's room and let Xuelin stay."

"Hi sister-in-law!"

With his luggage on his back, Pang Xuelin smiled awkwardly at Qin Wenhui.

Qin Wenhui looked Pang Xuelin up and down, forced a smile on his face and said, "Xiao Pang, hello, come on, you put down your things first, rest on the sofa, and I'll make you a pot of tea."

After a pause, Qin Wenhui said again: "Old Wang, there is something wrong with the screen window in the kitchen, come and have a look."

The couple entered the kitchen, while Pang Xuelin looked around.

Wang Chongqing's house has a typical layout of three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom.

The house is very clean, and there are TVs, refrigerators, electric fans and other appliances. In this era, it can be considered a well-off family.

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