Chapter 36 First Come First Served
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Mao Zhi Sheng Xi
Chapter 36 First Come First Served
"Menglong, what do you mean by this?" Based on Zhang Menglong's performance just now, Han Jinyu had probably guessed what Zhang Menglong's purpose was for asking this question.
But it doesn't make sense. He Han Jinyu entered a first-class university in China at the age of 18 and completed his master's and doctoral degrees abroad. He is a thoroughly advanced intellectual with wisdom in his head, but he couldn't guess Zhang Menglong doing these things. Picture what.
Having funded their research group [-] million yuan, Han Jinyu is fully confident that when his project is industrialized, Zhang Menglong will be able to make a return to his original investment within three years.
But he spent a lot of money to build a particle collider for him. This is outrageous. Even if the industrialization is done, it may not be able to pay back the cost. Moreover, this kind of equipment is a consumable item. The cost of maintenance and personnel for a year is astronomical.
To put it bluntly, if Zhang Menglong spends this money, it is impossible to return the money!
He didn't believe what Zhang Menglong said about supporting their scientific research. Even if he was really rich, it would be an exaggeration to sponsor tens of millions. It would cost tens of billions, unless the brain was broken, otherwise there would be What other purpose.
As for Zhang Menglong's purpose, Han Jinyu doesn't pay attention at all. As long as he has scientific research funds and top-notch experimental conditions, even if he wants his daughter, he will never frown. Maybe this is a scientific research boss.
"Mr. Han, to be honest with you, I have a lot of money on hand. Now that I have graduated, I really hope to do something for our school, but I can't favor one over the other, right? If you have any other teachers and friends who need research funding, I will also willing to invest in them.
"Are you serious?" Han Jinyu's popularity in Jiangnan University of Technology is naturally very good, otherwise he would not be able to get the support of such other teachers and leaders to become the head of this department.
As for teachers who lack scientific research funds, are there any scholars in this world who lack scientific research funds?Doing scientific research is a bottomless pit that burns money, and every teacher is short of money!And this year is particularly lacking, and some teachers have even gone to the hospital because of research funding.
If he, Han Jinyu, can help those teachers win research funding, those teachers will owe him a huge debt to Han Jinyu. In the future, even the principal's prestige may not be comparable to him in the school!
"Of course it's true. It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, or just today," Zhang Menglong didn't have so much time to find those teachers one by one, and if they knew that someone was willing to give them research funding, even if they broke their leg Will you climb over too?
"Well, Mr. Han, please inform the teachers in our school that I am willing to donate 10 billion to our school's research group."
"You said 10 billion?" Han Jinyu sucked in a breath, but thinking that he spent 250 billion without blinking his eyes just now, this 10 billion might not hurt or itch for him!
"That's right, 10 billion!" Zhang Menglong nodded and confirmed.
"Okay, I'll call someone right away!"
Han Jinyu quickly took out his mobile phone. Although he is relatively old, in this era of information explosion, these teachers also have their own groups. As the head of the department, Han Jinyu is in many groups.
"Old guys, let me tell you a piece of news, I got a sponsorship for our school today, 10 billion!"
As soon as the news came out, those groups exploded immediately.
"Old Han, what nonsense are you talking about? Even Jiangnan University has a research fund of 50 billion yuan a year. I heard that you are about to break your legs for your graphene project these days. Where did you come from? 10 billion?"
"Hahaha, Lao Han, are you crazy about research funding?"
"Old Han, don't be so stressed. Look at Teacher Zhou from the research group next door. They are all hospitalized."
"That turtle grandson is talking bad about me behind my back? I just have a little high cholesterol, and it has nothing to do with scientific research!"
"Old guys, give you a chance to imagine how to thank me for a while." Han Jinyu directly posted the balance of his research group's fund account to those groups.
"1000 million? Old Han, yes, if you grit your teeth, maybe there is still hope for your subject to be concluded."
"Why, the old stubborn from Jinding Group finally agreed to give money?"
"You all show me your hometown, and count the zeros!" Han Jinyu was really speechless to these old guys.
"88 zeros? One hundred million?"
"Damn it!" Even those old professors who usually speak elegantly couldn't help but start swearing.
"Old Han, what thigh are you holding on to?"
"Damn, [-] million is enough for you to splurge and retire!"
"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to our future academician Han, with this funding, it is stable!"
"Don't talk nonsense, investors are in my office now, 10 billion, first come, first served, and the later ones just wait to cry!" Han Jinyu finished the last sentence and closed the group directly.
"What old Han said isn't true, is it?"
"This is 10 billion yuan. How can an investor put out so much money at one time?"
"His [-] million won't be a p-picture, right?"
"Don't say that Han Jinyu's old thing is PS, even if Wei Xin or his daughter taught him how to use it, it will definitely not be P."
"Damn, is what he said true?"
"You continue to chat, I suddenly thought that I still have a few documents that I haven't read, so I'll go first."
"Hahaha, me too, one of my students seems to have blown up the instrument again, I'll go take a look first."
"I'm leaving too. My doctor wants me to do rehabilitation training. Keep talking!"
Dozens of teachers in the group suddenly said that they had something to do, and the group that was very lively suddenly fell silent.
"What kind of shit luck did this old Han have to find such an investor? If he dares to lie to me, I will definitely vote against him in the review at that time!" Professor Qi, who has the best relationship with Han Jinyu, took a look The excuse of the literature was the first to come to the scientific research building of Han Jinyu.
Based on what he knew about Han Jinyu, he would definitely not make such a joke casually, maybe it really happened!
As soon as Professor Qi walked into the building, a short and stout professor ran in panting.
"Old Guo, didn't you say that your students blew up the equipment? Why are you here?"
"You said to me, didn't you read the literature? Your office isn't in this building, right?"
"At this moment, a middle-aged man hurriedly came to this building with a wheelchair."
"Old Ding? Aren't you in the hospital? Did you do rehabilitation training to get here?"
"Uh." How could Professor Ding admit that he paid for that sum of money, "Hahaha, the doctor asked me to breathe fresh air, and I didn't know how to turn around to get here."
At this time, they saw a group of figures in the distance converged here.
"Damn, Old Wang is here too!"
"And Lao Liu, this guy took a money-burning project last year, and he must have come for this money."
"Okay, don't pretend. Although the 10 billion yuan is more, our college has dozens of research groups. If the division is evenly divided, a research group will only be tens of millions. The old guy, Lao Han, got enough. One hundred million, we must strive for it!"
"That's right, how much money you can get from investors in a while, everyone depends on their ability, and no one is allowed to cause trouble in the future!"
"Okay! Let's go!"
"Boom!" Zhang Menglong and Han Jinyu were chatting and drinking tea, when there was a commotion outside the door.
"Boom!" The solid door panel was suddenly knocked open by a huge force, and the entire corridor between them was crowded with people, all of whom were teachers who seemed to be five or sixty years old or even older.
Han Jinyu's face suddenly turned dark, and he rarely used foul language, he couldn't control his self-restraint and suddenly cursed, "Old people, are you all crazy?"
(End of this chapter)
"Menglong, what do you mean by this?" Based on Zhang Menglong's performance just now, Han Jinyu had probably guessed what Zhang Menglong's purpose was for asking this question.
But it doesn't make sense. He Han Jinyu entered a first-class university in China at the age of 18 and completed his master's and doctoral degrees abroad. He is a thoroughly advanced intellectual with wisdom in his head, but he couldn't guess Zhang Menglong doing these things. Picture what.
Having funded their research group [-] million yuan, Han Jinyu is fully confident that when his project is industrialized, Zhang Menglong will be able to make a return to his original investment within three years.
But he spent a lot of money to build a particle collider for him. This is outrageous. Even if the industrialization is done, it may not be able to pay back the cost. Moreover, this kind of equipment is a consumable item. The cost of maintenance and personnel for a year is astronomical.
To put it bluntly, if Zhang Menglong spends this money, it is impossible to return the money!
He didn't believe what Zhang Menglong said about supporting their scientific research. Even if he was really rich, it would be an exaggeration to sponsor tens of millions. It would cost tens of billions, unless the brain was broken, otherwise there would be What other purpose.
As for Zhang Menglong's purpose, Han Jinyu doesn't pay attention at all. As long as he has scientific research funds and top-notch experimental conditions, even if he wants his daughter, he will never frown. Maybe this is a scientific research boss.
"Mr. Han, to be honest with you, I have a lot of money on hand. Now that I have graduated, I really hope to do something for our school, but I can't favor one over the other, right? If you have any other teachers and friends who need research funding, I will also willing to invest in them.
"Are you serious?" Han Jinyu's popularity in Jiangnan University of Technology is naturally very good, otherwise he would not be able to get the support of such other teachers and leaders to become the head of this department.
As for teachers who lack scientific research funds, are there any scholars in this world who lack scientific research funds?Doing scientific research is a bottomless pit that burns money, and every teacher is short of money!And this year is particularly lacking, and some teachers have even gone to the hospital because of research funding.
If he, Han Jinyu, can help those teachers win research funding, those teachers will owe him a huge debt to Han Jinyu. In the future, even the principal's prestige may not be comparable to him in the school!
"Of course it's true. It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, or just today," Zhang Menglong didn't have so much time to find those teachers one by one, and if they knew that someone was willing to give them research funding, even if they broke their leg Will you climb over too?
"Well, Mr. Han, please inform the teachers in our school that I am willing to donate 10 billion to our school's research group."
"You said 10 billion?" Han Jinyu sucked in a breath, but thinking that he spent 250 billion without blinking his eyes just now, this 10 billion might not hurt or itch for him!
"That's right, 10 billion!" Zhang Menglong nodded and confirmed.
"Okay, I'll call someone right away!"
Han Jinyu quickly took out his mobile phone. Although he is relatively old, in this era of information explosion, these teachers also have their own groups. As the head of the department, Han Jinyu is in many groups.
"Old guys, let me tell you a piece of news, I got a sponsorship for our school today, 10 billion!"
As soon as the news came out, those groups exploded immediately.
"Old Han, what nonsense are you talking about? Even Jiangnan University has a research fund of 50 billion yuan a year. I heard that you are about to break your legs for your graphene project these days. Where did you come from? 10 billion?"
"Hahaha, Lao Han, are you crazy about research funding?"
"Old Han, don't be so stressed. Look at Teacher Zhou from the research group next door. They are all hospitalized."
"That turtle grandson is talking bad about me behind my back? I just have a little high cholesterol, and it has nothing to do with scientific research!"
"Old guys, give you a chance to imagine how to thank me for a while." Han Jinyu directly posted the balance of his research group's fund account to those groups.
"1000 million? Old Han, yes, if you grit your teeth, maybe there is still hope for your subject to be concluded."
"Why, the old stubborn from Jinding Group finally agreed to give money?"
"You all show me your hometown, and count the zeros!" Han Jinyu was really speechless to these old guys.
"88 zeros? One hundred million?"
"Damn it!" Even those old professors who usually speak elegantly couldn't help but start swearing.
"Old Han, what thigh are you holding on to?"
"Damn, [-] million is enough for you to splurge and retire!"
"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to our future academician Han, with this funding, it is stable!"
"Don't talk nonsense, investors are in my office now, 10 billion, first come, first served, and the later ones just wait to cry!" Han Jinyu finished the last sentence and closed the group directly.
"What old Han said isn't true, is it?"
"This is 10 billion yuan. How can an investor put out so much money at one time?"
"His [-] million won't be a p-picture, right?"
"Don't say that Han Jinyu's old thing is PS, even if Wei Xin or his daughter taught him how to use it, it will definitely not be P."
"Damn, is what he said true?"
"You continue to chat, I suddenly thought that I still have a few documents that I haven't read, so I'll go first."
"Hahaha, me too, one of my students seems to have blown up the instrument again, I'll go take a look first."
"I'm leaving too. My doctor wants me to do rehabilitation training. Keep talking!"
Dozens of teachers in the group suddenly said that they had something to do, and the group that was very lively suddenly fell silent.
"What kind of shit luck did this old Han have to find such an investor? If he dares to lie to me, I will definitely vote against him in the review at that time!" Professor Qi, who has the best relationship with Han Jinyu, took a look The excuse of the literature was the first to come to the scientific research building of Han Jinyu.
Based on what he knew about Han Jinyu, he would definitely not make such a joke casually, maybe it really happened!
As soon as Professor Qi walked into the building, a short and stout professor ran in panting.
"Old Guo, didn't you say that your students blew up the equipment? Why are you here?"
"You said to me, didn't you read the literature? Your office isn't in this building, right?"
"At this moment, a middle-aged man hurriedly came to this building with a wheelchair."
"Old Ding? Aren't you in the hospital? Did you do rehabilitation training to get here?"
"Uh." How could Professor Ding admit that he paid for that sum of money, "Hahaha, the doctor asked me to breathe fresh air, and I didn't know how to turn around to get here."
At this time, they saw a group of figures in the distance converged here.
"Damn, Old Wang is here too!"
"And Lao Liu, this guy took a money-burning project last year, and he must have come for this money."
"Okay, don't pretend. Although the 10 billion yuan is more, our college has dozens of research groups. If the division is evenly divided, a research group will only be tens of millions. The old guy, Lao Han, got enough. One hundred million, we must strive for it!"
"That's right, how much money you can get from investors in a while, everyone depends on their ability, and no one is allowed to cause trouble in the future!"
"Okay! Let's go!"
"Boom!" Zhang Menglong and Han Jinyu were chatting and drinking tea, when there was a commotion outside the door.
"Boom!" The solid door panel was suddenly knocked open by a huge force, and the entire corridor between them was crowded with people, all of whom were teachers who seemed to be five or sixty years old or even older.
Han Jinyu's face suddenly turned dark, and he rarely used foul language, he couldn't control his self-restraint and suddenly cursed, "Old people, are you all crazy?"
(End of this chapter)
