Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Chapter 288: Not All Students Are So Lucky

“… Ah, it feels like we missed the whole world. ”

Chen Yushan lay down on the table with no guts in his face at an office at the University of Pennsylvania's Wharton School of Business.

It's been two weeks since New Year's Day, and it's Spring Festival in two weeks, but she's still a little upset that she didn't make it to that Christmas party.

When she met her mentor at Yanda, her mentor at the University of Pennsylvania was strictly Spartan to her students. Ever since she got here, there's never been an unfinished subject waiting for her, never letting her sit idle.

At first this life made her feel quite fulfilled, after all, she did learn a lot.

But over time, even her enthusiasm for managerial work began to grow.

Chen Yushan believes that her situation is an absolute example, as most international students studying at Wharton Business School have expressed sympathy for her.

Few people exaggerate as much as she does, although people are also giving free labor to mentors.

At that time, the door of the office opened and Ms. Michelle Percy, wearing a fur collar coat, walked in.

This exquisite strong woman cleaned herself up and her professional makeup masked the fishtail pattern at the corner of her eyes.

When she looked at the student lying on the table, she said expressionlessly.

“I'm going to meet with a client in a moment, and you're ready for a chart on the China Lithium Battery Anode Materials Market Research? ”

Chen Yushan, lying on the table, pulled the drawer open with impatience and took out the USB disk: “It's basically done. ”

Management is a very broad discipline, which means that it can be narrow or broad in scope.

Perhaps we are still planning the company's organizational structure today, and tomorrow we will start collecting data for the study of China's lithium battery anode material market. They also offer different types of services for different customer requirements.

Although AM outsourced only the former, Ms. Percy was keenly aware that the cooperation agreement between Startech, founded in the Cayman Islands, and Belgian Fine Arts did not cover the vast Chinese market.

It was definitely a surprise for her. Professionals like her are required to conduct market research and develop strategies for intellectual property licensing that maximize benefits.

Providing “value-added services" to customers in this way is arguably one of the ways she can expand her business.

After all, business does not come to its doors by itself, and for a good Wall Street elite, it needs not only the ability to meet the needs of its customers, but also the ability to help them discover what they need.

Taken from Chen Yushan's hand, Ms. Percy casually put it in her purse and said expressionlessly.

“I'll check your homework, and as for now, you go to bed. By the way, say hello to Ross and me and ask her to submit the report as soon as possible, with a deadline of tomorrow. ”

Of course, Chen Yushan will not think of her words as a t-shirt to herself. The diving line of this sentence is nothing more than a break to do a better job.

“Good professor, I'm on my way. ”

She stood up from her desk and swayed towards the door.

……

Meanwhile, far north of California on the western coast of the United States, in a small institute on the edge of the Silicon Valley, Professor Salot is facing the most difficult moments of his life.

Faced with a man sitting in front of him, he was fifty years old and his neck swelled red, arguing in a fierce tone.

“… our team is world-class in organic synthesis! Cornell University is providing us with technical support, do you understand what that means? Why don't you rob a bank if you want to buy my team for $10 million? ”

In response to the professor's remarks, Wolfe just laughed and said in a toned tone: “Of course I know Cornell University, one of Ivy League schools, was born with 54 Nobel Prizes, where many professors are like cow hair... but what does that have to do with you? ”

Looking at the stubbornness there, Professor Sarott, Wolff went on to say rationally and slowly.

“And as far as I know, Professors at Cornell are usually not worried about funding, nor do they drive companies specifically to Silicon Valley on the West Coast. So, Professor Sarott, did you get paid this month? ”

The psychological value given by the employer was $20 million, and the lower the price, the higher the bonus he would receive.

If it wasn't for a few more valuable devices, he wouldn't even want to give a penny.

At the service of science?

No, no, no, it's just an ad.

AM firms, of course, serve wealthy people.

Sarott's old face rose red and he didn't speak.

If he is ignorant and completely ignorant, he can say that he can even tear up at MRS meetings and peers in front of investors, and he can stay out of the wind.

But when he meets an investor like Wolfe who knows something about the business, his little wisdom doesn't work.

After all, when expertise does not work, Wolfe's negotiating power is enough to blow up the streets of his business.

In fact, Wolf did poke his soft ribs.

The company was driven in Silicon Valley, not Ithaca, New York, because of the convenience of getting funding.

In material science, prestigious professors do not usually do this because funding is not a problem for them, and a large number of businesses are willing to work with them, and what they need more than funding is talent.

Unlike the material science and computer industries, Silicon Valley's talent density is absolutely no higher than near the universities of Cornell.

As for Sarot...

Years ago, he was able to get funding. After all, it was the golden age of lithium empty batteries, and it was hot.

Microsoft jumped inside, IBM hit with real gold and silver, Tesla, a company that makes new energy vehicles, even the US Department of Energy almost jumped in... this direction seems to never be short of money, a homeowner is pitted, and there will be a new homeowner queue to follow.

Yet, in recent years, the situation has changed sharply.

Especially when P.G. Bruce, the big bull in the lithium-sky battery field, sent that paper in Natural Chemistry two years ago in another big bull's painful batch, no one could repeat his results, causing Professor Bruce to risk a few nights in the end.

Though most people believe it was an "honest mistake," Bruce has long been labeled an “old liar," along with the entire lithium-sky realm, and has been hit hard.

Sarott was only a calf in the lithium sky. He could still drink soup with the bulls. Now the bulls themselves are in trouble, forcing him to come out and ignore the investment.

To be honest, given the current financial situation of his research team, not to mention doing experimental dissertations, not even paying the researchers.

“Looks like you'll need some time to think about it…” I saw Professor Sarott still holding on, and Wolfe shrugged her shoulders and stood up from the couch, "I went around. ”

Watching the opportunity slip out of your hands, Sarott instantly changed his mind.

Finally, he couldn't sit down and make a sound.

“Wait a minute. ”

After stopping, Wolfe turned around and asked easily, "Have you changed your mind? ”

Sarott whispered, "You villain. ”

Wolfhaha laughed: “Each other. ”