Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The door opened quickly.

An elderly man, about sixty or seventies years old, smiled red-handedly and walked in from the outside.

“Master Lu, I've heard so much about you! I wanted to visit you a long time ago, but unfortunately I never had the chance, and now I finally see you. ”

“Master Zhang is polite, come in and talk. ”

In a courteous chill, the Ark invited Master Zhang from the front door to the living room and instructed Em to pour a hot cup of tea for the Guest.

A tea kung fu, two people had a detailed discussion on the issue of pulsed magnetic fields.

To be honest, before that, the Ark had developed a general understanding of his academic abilities, but his level was unexpected.

Especially not to think that after reading his thesis, he was able to come up with so many constructive academic perspectives.

These constructive academic perspectives, in part, have inspired the Ark itself.

And it's precisely for this reason that the impression of the Ark on scholars of this era has made a slight difference.

The East Asian power thing is just one example, and he's the one carrying the flag of second-generation controllable fusion research.

While it is true that there has been little significant progress in second-generation controllable fusion research over the past century, not everyone, like Liu Sihai.

There are people who take things seriously and pursue academia with all their heart.

After listening quietly to Dean Zhang's theoretical analysis model of the high-power pulsed magnetic field's study of plasma disturbances and the idea of building this reactor on the moon, the heart of the ark was raised with a sense of hatred.

Build this reactor on the moon, arguably, since he was working on a generation of controllable fusion technologies.

“… I am very interested in what you are saying and wonder if you are interested in joining my project team? ”

Speaking of the excitement, Zhang Juip patted his knee and said excitedly.

“That's what I meant! ”

Seeing that he had promised so quickly, the ark did not need to be slightly stunned, then smiled and said.

“Don't you ask about treatment and terms? ”

Zhang Feiyue smiled and said.

“Is there anything else to be said about being involved in such a big project that concerns the future of human civilization? I'll bring my own dried food, too! ”

“Bring your own dry food? I can't do such a stubborn thing,” Ark laughed and said, “Don't worry, follow me to do the experiment, the funds must be enough! ”

……

Second-generation controllable fusion research has, for the time being, been somewhat volatile in the financial world lately.

The day after Song Yangwei's murder, news of his death eventually spread.

Initially, ambulances and police cars parked at his door were seen, followed by people claiming to be neighbors living near his house, who saw him being carried into the ambulance on a stretcher with their own eyes.

Then, according to hospital staff, when he was taken to the hospital, he lost his breath and was taken directly to the morgue.

Discussions were also divided about the cause of his death.

It was said that he had been persecuted because he had been guilty of something that did not deserve to be done by Air East Asian electricity.

It is also said that his hidden illness, left behind by the early wind, left him with its roots a long time ago, and that this blow of empty defeat became the last straw to overwhelm him mentally.

There are also people who are infinitely close to the truth and wonder if there might be a malfunction of implantation. After all, a rich man like him is really sorry that he didn't replace a more durable organ.

In the end, however, no one thought it would be a virus.

'Cause it sounds really awesome. In the 22nd century, hacking into a biomimetic's memory or implanting a control chip into a prosthetic body was countless times more difficult than hacking into an Alibaba server in the 21st century.

The former are procedural difficulties, while the latter are physical.

Anyway, Song Yangwei died.

Although his experience was not as legendary as that of Liu Zhengxing, chairman of the East Asian Power Board, he and his Yang Wei Capital were well known in the investment world.

Especially the more than 10 billion dollars that had been thrown out by the previous report, which had attracted the attention of colleagues from all over the world for a long time.

And now he's dead for nothing no one had expected.

And in addition to making people shush, what's even hotter is the enormous legacy he left behind.

Especially Yangwei Capital.

In the eyes of countless people, especially their peers, it's like a piece of fat.

For his relatives, who had benefited from his grace on weekdays, even his first seven had not waited, and a conspiracy for inheritance had begun.

For outsiders, a commercial conspiracy to invest directly in Yangwei Capital has become a project on the table of countless investment firms.

“The Ark… I will not let you go! ”

In prison, he heard the nightmare coming from outside, and Liu Sihai, dressed in a prison uniform, died squeezing his fists, his eyes were red.

His biggest and only battle is dead.

Although the hospital claimed natural death, he could not believe that it had nothing to do with the ark.

Ever since the guy named Lu seized power at the board meeting, the bad news has been one after the other.

Just as if it was against him, first he was sent into the situation, then his elder.

Nowadays, Song Yangwei's other children jumped out again and started competing for family property. His wife called him in prison to cry for help and ask him what he should do.

Faced with the situation of entering and exiting Wei Gu, Liu Sihai also blinded, not knowing what to do.

If he really worked so hard, he wouldn't be mixed up like this, even thrown into the classroom.

In the meantime, he was granted permission to use the internet for a limited number of family visits this month, and immediately called the dog leg he had previously been looking at with his horse's head in mind - that is, Yang Xiaofeng.

Unexpectedly, however, the call was not exchanged for warmth or sympathetic comfort, but was a mouth smell that split his face.

“Cao Nima! Aren't you a piece of dirt that can't hold you up to the wall? East Asian Electric Power R&D! Do you know how hard it took me to get myself in there? My father knew I'd been kicked out. He almost broke my leg! ”

Liu Sihai's face was filled with iron and green.

“You… Are you taking the wrong medicine! ”

“I took the wrong pills, I ate your mother alive! Grass!”

As if to unleash all the resentment of being a dog all these years, Yang Xiaofeng hung up the phone after stinking uncontrollably at his former boss.

Looking at the empty holographic screen, Liu Sihai's eyes turned from incredible to hatred and gradually from hatred to deep despair.

Perhaps he was wrong...

Not to speak of impartiality and integrity, even if he were to converge slightly, would not be as good as he is today.

However, even so, his heart was filled with grievances.

This grievance is not because of one's ghost obsession, but because of injustice to God.

He's not the only one who did it. Why did this knife fall on him?

Whole East Asia electricity up and down, which department can really get out of the way...

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East Asian Electricity Headquarters Building.

Office of the Head of Scientific Research.

Looking at the ark in front of him, Mr. Wu's face was filled with embarrassing expressions.

He has before him an application for separation.

Put this agreement in front of him, and the meaning of the ark is already clear, which is to get him out of here.

However, Wu Qing still didn't expect such a thing to happen to him.

The voice was accompanied by a plea, and the old man said in a trembling tone.

“Do I have to do this? ”

Without any pity on his face, the ark said indifferently, "Do you think there's room for discussion? ”

There was a cry in his eyes, and the old man said only with a promise.

“I've worked hard for East Asia Electric for decades, even without credit. ”

That's the truth.

Although he was a research director only 10 years ago, he has been working in East Asian stores for more than 40 years since he took up his post.

It's not like he hasn't had a right to selfish in 40 years, but he's more of a convergent kind than the rest of us.

Because of mediocrity and the principle that nothing was ever done, East Asian electricity had not experienced any major problems during his decade in office, and occasional minor problems had been handled smoothly by him.

He thinks that his research supervisor is pretty good.

Looking at the director Wu who still did not know where he was wrong, the ark spoke calmly.

“Doing nothing is also a sin, especially sitting in your seat. ”

“Your so-called hardship is to tolerate the partisan selfishness of Song Yangwei people, turn a blind eye to their inaction. If this is what you call hardship, then go and rest, at least don't cause trouble to others. ”

“I can even ignore those scholars who are morally flawed as long as they do what they do and produce visible research. But in your decade as a research director, has East Asian electricity, with hundreds of research units, ever produced anything that could be achieved? ”

The old man's eyes were bitter when he heard it.

Ten years?

Don't say it was 10 years, even if it was 10 years ago, he didn't have it when he took office.

How can such a hands-on result be made so well...

Looking at the indifferent ark, Wu Qing hesitated for a while. Finally, he sighed and signed his name on the exit agreement before him.

After a while, he may have thought of Director Liu Sihai, maybe he figured something out.

Staring at the electronic contract in front of him, he mumbled.

“Thank you… for leaving me with dignity. ”

“You have half a day to pack. ”

Without saying much, the Ark put away the electronic contract and, after expressionlessly dropping it, turned around and left.

Recruitment of new hires has been completed, and more than 2,000 fresh blood are awaiting training.

Now that decaying dead meat has also been cut, East Asian electricity will be lightly loaded from this moment on to face the new challenges with a whole new face, and there is much more to do.

Thinking about it, the corner of the canoe's mouth couldn't help but smile and walk much lighter.

What he needs to think about next, there are only questions left in the academic field...

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Four million words, flowers.