Back To The Age Of The 80s

"Li Zheng, I thank you on behalf of the country! The production line has arrived at the port of China, and the part of Tianjin Port was shipped to the National Research Institute last night." Old Meng laughed heartily from the phone.

"Lao Meng, you are really polite. Compared to the scientists who have been struggling to contribute to the biology of the motherland, I am not worth mentioning."

"Hey, you are too modest. Everyone has their own way of serving the country. Without you, we old men would have to fumble for a long time with old things! If you have time, go back to your motherland and see, the motherland is now developing well. what!"

Li Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face, "Old Meng, I have never left China."

Elder Meng on the other end of the phone clearly paused, and then a burst of laughter came from the other end of the phone, "Yes, I made the mistake. I made the mistake!"

After talking on the phone with Lao Meng, Li Zheng stretched. The resume on the desktop in front of him has been lost by more than half, and more than a dozen people waiting to be inspected also came here yesterday afternoon.

Because of his young and tender shell now, Li Zheng had to reluctantly abandon a few talented but proud applicants, and only three people actually entered the shortlist.

Zhang Chao, 32 years old, is very good at experimenting. However, he has a lazy personality and a lack of professional ambition. This kind of person needs a leader who can point out the direction and make decisions. The comments that Li Zheng gave him are very good auxiliary talents, but it takes several years to hone in order to be independent.

Qiu Hua, 36, a returnee from Princeton, used to be an associate professor in the Department of Biology at Princeton. After returning to China for family reasons, he is now a technical consultant for a cosmeceutical brand under the name of an internationally renowned cosmetics group.

The last one, Li Zheng pursed his lips. He never thought he would see this in his recruitment resume.

Liu Sichao, a well-known figure in the biopharmaceutical circle of later generations, is a top scholar who can sit on the podium at every international biology conference in Asia.

It's just that some of his behaviors when he was young are really criticized, and he even has the title of "academic hooligan" in the circle of the older generation of biologists.

Academic hooligan, Liu Sichao has never done anything to steal the research results of others. It's just that he has a quirk, he likes to engage in academic competitions, and he still engages in academic competitions unilaterally.

The publication of a scientific research result has to go through multiple stages, and in order to seek follow-up funding support, many laboratories will often choose to publish a paper after completing a stage. And Liu Sichao likes this kind of scientific research project where people started, but have not yet come up with real practical results.

As soon as the results of the first phase of the research came out, he directly established the project based on the results of the others to conduct follow-up research. What is annoying is that in such unilateral academic competitions, eight out of ten times, Liu Sichao won.

In fact, publishing a paper is equivalent to sharing knowledge by default. Liu Sichao's behavior is disgusting, but it can only be condemned from a moral point of view. After all, after the publication of the stage paper, everyone is on the same starting line, and whoever comes out early is the final result.

But having said that, if this kind of thing falls on his own heads, who will be happy? The final result is preempted by others, which means that all the previous efforts have been in vain. This is almost a devastating blow to some small private laboratories.

Now Liu Sichao is only thirty-seven years old, which is when he got the most crazy in academic competitions. Li Zheng rubbed his temples, but he didn't want to provoke this evil star without being a last resort.

Li Zheng sorted out the details of the three men and clamped them up. He glanced across the two thin sheets of paper on the other side of the table, his brows frowned.

Wenxuefeng and Ma Wenmin, the two obviously submitted their resumes, but they never showed up, and Zheng Lingling called them, but they were both unanswered.

"Zhong Peng hasn't come out yet?" Li Zheng turned around and asked Zheng Lingling.

Zheng Lingling was concentrating on reading, and she stubbornly said, "Like you, you can't get out after entering the laboratory. Mr. Zhong hasn't come out since entering the laboratory yesterday afternoon, and he didn't even eat a bite of food."

Li Zheng was dumb, he stood up, "I'll go see him."

In Laboratory No. 3, Zhong Peng stared closely at the reagent reaction in the Erlenmeyer flask, his eyes were a bit congested because he hadn't slept for a long time. The tabletop is messy, a coat is randomly spread on the ground, and there is a temporary pillow made of foam next to it. I think this is his equipment when he rested yesterday.

Li Zheng knocked on the transparent glass at the entrance of the laboratory.

Zhong Peng did not respond.

Li Zheng frowned slightly and increased his percussive force.

This time Zhong Peng finally heard it. Now it happened to be the critical moment of the experiment. He was suddenly disturbed. Zhong Peng was very annoyed. He was about to yell and raised his head to find that it was Li Zheng. He couldn't help but feel a little sullen. He coughed. "Li Zheng, it's you."

After officially signing the labor contract, Li Zheng asked Zhong Peng to call his name directly. Although he can bear the title of husband at the combined age of his two lifetimes. But in the future, everyone will not get along for a day or two. It is better to kill unnecessary conflicts in the cradle.

"Mr. Zhong, health matters. This experiment is not a day or two. I think you should eat something first." Li Zheng said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhong Peng touched his stomach, his stomach made a "coo" sound, and he couldn't help showing an awkward look on his face, "Okay, I will come out immediately."

An experimental dog who is addicted to experiments needs a discount. After half an hour, Zhong Peng rushed out of the laboratory.

The two drank some of the white porridge that the aunt left in the morning, which was considered full.

"Mr. Zhong, do you know Wenxuefeng and Ma Wenmin?"

Zhong Peng drank a sip of boiled water, "Li Zheng, you can just call me by name directly, and I am very guilty of being called Mr. Zhong by my boss. Wenxuefeng... I have met once, a young man with a lot of ideas. Ma Wenmin..." He thought for a moment, "The one with Wenxuefeng, I remember this person doesn't like talking very much."

"Why, do you want to invite them to Qingyuan?"

Li Zheng shrugged, "Qingyuan is not so easy to enter. I just heard the teacher mention them. I am a little interested." He paused and looked at Zhong Peng with a smile, "I wonder if Mr. Zhong is interested in accompanying May I take a trip?"

Zhong Peng agreed.

Dongchen University is located in the east of Xiangjiang River, which is the intersection of the urban area and the suburbs.

Li Zheng is most satisfied with Xiangjiang because of its extensive subway lines, from the west of Xiangjiang to the east. In half an hour, Li Zheng and Zhong Peng stood at the gate of Dongchen University.

Although it can't be compared with a university with profound historical background like Xiangjiang University, Dongchen University is no worse than the famous universities in later generations.

Li Zheng and Zhong Peng walked into the gate and headed straight to the address provided by Xu Mingsheng.

"I'll look for Literature Peak." Li Zheng said to the aunt downstairs in the teachers' dormitory.

Auntie speaks authentic Hong Kong local Cantonese. She raised her head and looked at Li Zheng and Zhong Peng carefully, "Literature Peak? Who are you guys? He was expelled from the school a long time ago, and the paper was plagiarized."

"Thesis plagiarism?" Li Zheng frowned tightly, "When did it happen?" he asked.

"It's been two years. I'm also surprised. Teacher Wen seems to be a good person and has a good relationship with the students. I didn't expect to do this kind of thing. I really know people and don't know my heart."

Li Zheng and Zhong Peng looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly, while silently removing these two names from the list of candidates in their hearts.

The two people who got nothing had to go back, and when they were about to walk out of the gate of Dongchen University, someone suddenly stopped them.

"Mr. Li Zheng?"

Li Zheng looked back in surprise, he didn't remember anyone he knew at Dongchen University.

A woman with the appearance of a woman in her forties trot over, "You...Hello, is it Mr. Li Zheng?" The woman's voice was still a little panting.

"I am." Li Zheng frowned and said.

When the woman heard the words, there was an expression of excitement on her face. She took two deep breaths, slowly straightened her body, and said: "Hello, Mr. Li Zheng, this is Ma Wenmin. My husband and I gave Qingyuan I sent my resume!"

Li Zheng took a quick look at the woman. She has neat short hair and an old padded jacket that looks a little bloated. Her facial features are very delicate, and her eyes have fine lines. To Li Zheng's surprise, the two almost opposite temperaments, gentle and sharp, coexist harmoniously in this woman.

"Hello, Ms. Ma." Li Zheng smiled politely and did not answer.

Ma Wenmin stared closely at Li Zheng's eyes. Seeing that he didn't mean to go on, she couldn't help flashing a trace of sadness in her eyes.

"I don't know, do we have this chance to become a member of Qingyuan?" Li Zheng didn't mention it, she volunteered.

Li Zheng's eyes narrowed, before he could answer.

A young man in his early thirties ran all the way.

"Teacher Ma, Professor Dong agreed. He said he would take the time to see Teacher Wen." The young man ran to Ma Wenmin and said softly.

The man looked at Ma Wenmin with guilty conscience and guilt in his eyes.

"Teacher Ma, if you need help, just say it. Professor Dong said that if Teacher Wen needs a liver transplant, he will greet the hospital and give priority to the liver source."