I Am the President of the University

The starry sky at Ludao at night, as long as it is not rainy, you can see the flickering scattered stars most of the time.

A scrambled meal also ended quietly.

At the entrance of a restaurant.

"Director Hua go slowly!"

Chen Hao sent a city leader away with a smile on his face.

Turning his head to look at the middle-aged man standing beside him, who has not left.

Can't help but ask in surprise: "Vice Mayor Han, what else do you have?"

The middle-aged man is called Han Yan. He is one of the executive deputy mayors of Ludao City, in charge of the Education Bureau, Health Commission, Sports Bureau, and Medical Insurance Bureau of Ludao City.

"Haha, I usually have the habit of taking a walk after meals to digest. Principal Chen walks together?" Han Yan said with a smile.

"It's a coincidence, I also have this habit usually, so I just walked back after a meeting." Chen Hao said haha.

If he believes all the words in the dialogue, then he is really stupid.

Because the place for the meal this time was ordered by Chen Hao, the location was on Zhongshan Road, very close to the Egret Hotel. It was a ten-minute walk away, and I parked the car at the hotel after leaving school.

The two were the same as the grandfathers and aunts who really ate and strolled on the playground, but the place was different. In the downtown area of ​​Ludao, pedestrians were not allowed to go and the sound was a bit noisy.

Han Yan's driver drove the car slowly and followed them ten meters away.

"Principal Chen has returned to China for almost half a year, can you still adapt?" Han Yan gave Chen Hao a faint smile.

"It's almost half a year, time flies so fast."

After sighing with emotion, Chen Hao shook his head and said, "Of course I can adapt. Compared with the beautiful country, this is my home. If it weren't for finishing my studies, I should have come back two years ago."

When Chen Hao mentioned "home", Han Yan could feel the passionate love for the land under his feet in the other's chest.

Faintly lost, he looked at Chen Hao's eyes closer than before.

He calmly asked suddenly: "Then President Chen has any views or opinions on the current development of Ludao?"

"This..." Chen Hao frowned slightly, thinking about it, and said, "Ludao's current development is not problematic, and the tourism economy has not been underestimated because of the development of the software industry and the financial industry."

"In general, I think Ludao wants to try everything, but it doesn't have a keynote. Finance, software, light industry... a multi-faceted blossom is not as effective as a red one."

Han Yan nodded lightly, "Look at Principal Chen, how should Ludao set the next tone?"

"Ha, I'm just the president of a private university. Where can I make suggestions? Of course, you parents and officials make decisions about Ludao's development. \\u001d" You can't say everything, sometimes you have to be cautious in your words and deeds.

In the end, he added.

"But Deputy Mayor Han can look forward to the land next to our Guanghua."

"That piece of land?" Han Yan was stunned. Of course, this matter was not a secret in the municipal party committee. He laughed when he remembered it.

"Okay, then I'll wait to see how much movement you, Ludao version of Silicon Valley can make!"

The two of them walked and talked for more than ten minutes, and finally the two words the other party said before getting into the car made his heart startled.

"The lactide technology that you Guanghua recently studied has to hurry up."

"How to say?"

"There is only one month left before the plastic restriction order is implemented. This time the plastic restriction order may be a bit different.\\b"

"Different?"

Chen Hao said in a low voice.

Lifting his head, there was no longer Han Yan beside him.

What catches the eye is the bustling night view of the city, with all kinds of lights that dazzle visitors.

Chen Hao's lips moved slightly and his eyes flashed.

In the past, the country issued plastic restriction orders several times, but it was mostly thunder and rain.

These two sentences of Han Yan revealed a lot of information to him.

"call--"

Chen Hao exhaled, walking on the way back to the Bailu Hotel, his eyes fixed.

"Egret Island is small, but the water is deep."

"No matter how deep or shallow, Guanghua will stand tall!"

...

Beautiful country.

10:30, US-China time (00:30, Beijing time).

The headquarters of NatureWorks.

After the meeting, Weber returned to the office.

Lying on a soft and comfortable office chair, as the CEO of NatureWorks, Weber always has a layer of irritability lingering in his heart.

"Even if they develop it, so what?"

Weber snorted coldly, and then said disdainfully: "The gap between lactide and lactide is not small. Low-purity, low-yield lactide is not even self-sufficient, let alone affects our NatureWorks!"

Although Weber also had the domineering president Fan when he said this, his face collapsed in the next second, and his sorrow was like a bitter cold in winter, and he couldn't help but climb onto his face.

"I don't believe I will lose to a brat!" He scolded and stood up and walked to the company laboratory.

Before yesterday, he was full of confidence in the one-month bet with Chen Hao, but the cover article of the next issue of "Science" is the optical core paper from Guanghua University.

Let him break the defense!

Although optical core and lactide are not in the same field, the former is obviously more difficult than the latter... hundreds of times.

Guanghua University's scientific research capabilities at least in the field of materials are absolutely world-class.

Couldn't help but start to worry about the bet.

Losing the big deal is a shame, but he is afraid that the other party will develop high-purity and high-yield lactide, which...will affect their company's market share!

Half an hour later, in the laboratory.

Weber thought about the long-winded words of the person in charge, Smith, and said bluntly: "Smith is enough, you can tell me directly, just to what extent our company's current lactide production rate can be increased!"

The person in charge, Smith, wore a white coat unique to the laboratory, which produced a clear contrast with his black skin.

"Boss, according to our latest progress, the purity of lactide can reach 95%, and the yield has also made a breakthrough, from the previous 81.48% to 83.79%!"

Smith said confidently and confidently: "Boss, I can guarantee that our company is definitely far ahead in the world in terms of production rate. Total's production rate is still under development at 80%, not to mention other companies. !"

Total is the second international giant in the polylactic acid industry, with a lactide production rate as high as 75.48, but the laboratory progress is still stuck outside the 80% mark.

"Oh, by the way, how about the decompression distillation experiment?" Suddenly thinking of something, Webber looked at each other tightly.

If it is possible to achieve overtaking on a curve, then only this reduced pressure distillation method will threaten their NatureWorks company.

Smith shook his head almost without hesitation and said in denial: "The reduced-pressure distillation method is just a ridiculous idea of ​​Chinese people, and it is simply impossible to achieve!"

As a noble and beautiful African American, he has always despised those yellow-skinned Asians.

As for this vacuum distillation method, he gave up after a few trials and no progress.

"That's good!" The hanging heart in Webber's heart can finally settle down.

Finally, before leaving ~www.wuxiahere.com~, Weber gave the old black a dose of blood.

"Come on, work hard, as long as the company's benefits are good, everyone's bonus will not be less!"

I was completely worried before, and their company has been cultivating in the field of biodegradability for decades, how could it lose to a newcomer?

It's impossible!

...

the next day.

The sun rises and it is another beautiful day.

Inside Peking University.

As the head of the carbon-based chip team at Peking University, Professor Guo Xin has a sad look on his face.

"Hey, this... is this going or not?"

ps: Ask for recommended tickets, ask for monthly tickets!

Today is not very good mood, the next chapter will be late, around 12 o'clock.