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This is really a big misunderstanding.

The research direction of the project, especially the research direction of cutting-edge issues, is to realize the theory, how can it be possible not to do experiments.

Since it is an experiment, how could it be possible to stay completely on paper?

In a hurry, research scholars like Cheng Qian and others in the philosophy department even have to learn mathematics, programming and other messy things, and then realize their own ideas by themselves.

Fang Nian, who had been listening in, was also a little emotional. The depth of his study now was half an entry level.

"That's why I suggested Brother Cheng to give it a try and get some sponsors."

Cheng Qian spread his hands and sighed, "Actually, it's not like I haven't tried it before."

"People with capital expect to see definite results, but this is not building a house. It can be done if you say it. It is difficult to say that theoretical research will be correct."

Fang Nian also sighed and said: "Indeed, theoretical research does not necessarily produce results, and it is difficult to convince sponsors on this point."

"..."

For a while, the atmosphere was a little sad.

At this time, Wen Ye understood a little bit, but he didn't know how to speak.

But Fang Nian looked at her suddenly, as if he just remembered: "Sister Wen Ye, I remember that you seem to be an intern in a big company now, right?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Ye nodded immediately, and said with a dazed look: "Yes, some departments in our company seem to be more interested in research projects."

Fang Nian snorted: "Then do you have a chance to help Brother Cheng?"

Cheng Qian also reacted, and quickly waved his hands and said, "Don't, don't, I'll take it, I'm just complaining casually."

"Sister Wen, don't lose your job just because of this impossible thing."

Then he said helplessly: "Student Fang Nian is just coming up with a bad idea."

"I know you are very interested in this, and you really want to be researched, but even I, including my mentor, don't have absolute confidence..."

Fang Nian smiled: "This is not a bad idea, try it, maybe there will be another choice."

Wen Ye also said: "Senior Cheng, in fact, our company encourages employees to recommend projects. It's just a proposal, and it doesn't affect anything."

Cheng Qian raised his eyebrows, and said with some uncertainty: "Really?"

Wen Ye affirmed: "This is still false."

"..."

Cheng Qian fell silent: "..."

…………

Fang Nian, who stopped talking, glanced at Cheng Qian, a little bit embarrassed.

If Cheng Qian is the leader of the project and uses this mentality to attract sponsors, he will never succeed in this life.

Because if you don't give confidence to the other party, who will have so much money that there is nowhere to throw it?

Of course, according to Fang Nian's knowledge, it was Cheng Qian's mentor, a famous professor, who led the project.

From Fang Nian's point of view, since this professor dared to organize this kind of project, he should still be sure.

For example, as Cheng Qian said, it's just that he doesn't have absolute confidence.

Although in Wen Ye's view, choosing the direction of academic research is Fang Nian's own way of integrating into Fudan University.

If Fang Nian knew it, he would not deny it.

But Fang Nian's purpose is not just that.

In the past month or so, Fang Nian had a lot of exchanges with Cheng Qian.

How can I say Cheng Qian, he is willing to help his juniors and younger sisters solve their knowledge confusion.

Is a typical academic student, not too much side thoughts.

Therefore, Fang Nian learned many things smoothly, including that graduate students and doctoral students in the Department of Philosophy do not only do pure theoretical research.

There is also research exploring solutions to cutting-edge problems.

As for the part he was most interested in - the research direction of Cheng Qian's team project, Fang Nian was almost asking for advice.

So in fact, in the middle of the month, Fang Nian had already planned to use his own funds to become this 'sponsor' in the form of investment.

It's just that the plan can't keep up with the change.

Other things happened in the middle, distracting Fang Nian's energy.

Today, by chance, I ran into Cheng Qian, and Wen Ye happened to be there, so Fang Nian thought of solving this matter by the way.

because--

This is the third way out that Fang Nian found for himself.

Yes, the third type.

In Fang Nian's view, this would be a type of retreat, not a one-off.

He is far from rich, but he has a little money now.

Investing in some university research projects that you know will be popular in the future is very likely to achieve a worry-free future.

This is just one aspect.

On the other hand, Fang Nian is also contributing to the development of cutting-edge technology.

If you don't calculate the benefits, but only use the business concept to calculate, you can make a steady profit without losing money.

Could there be a better retreat than this in the world?

That's why Fang Nian signaled Wen Ye with his eyes.

Fortunately, Wen Mi's comprehension ability is not bad. He not only guided Cheng Qian to explain the research project from a popular level, but also made up an excuse for his investment intention under his prompting.

Fang Nian has to say:

expert!

A natural secretary.

…………

After a while, Cheng Qian suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the time, got up quickly, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I have something else to do. I'm here to find a reference book, so I have to go first."

"Thank you Wen Xuemei, I will ask my supervisor for a project plan, and I will have to trouble you to hand it over then."

With a smile on his face, Wen Ye said, "It's just a matter of raising your hands, so don't be so polite, but don't be too disappointed if the promotion doesn't succeed."

Hearing this, Cheng Qian quickly said: "How could that be? Let me put it this way first. I have to go first. I'm really sorry."

Hearing this, Fang Nian got up and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't know Senior Cheng was busy, so I wasted your time."

Cheng Qian quickly waved: "No, no."

"..."

Wen Ye also got up and waved: "Goodbye, Senior Cheng."

Watching Cheng Qian quickly go to the bookshelf to find a book, and then leave quickly with the book in his arms.

Fang Nian closed the book, glanced at Wen Ye, and said with a smile, "I wonder if senior sister Wen Ye can buy me a cup of tea?"

Wen Ye curled her lips in her heart, and said with a smile on the surface: "Okay."

①: Citing a public information in cyberspace, which is an example of a public lecture given by a Fudan professor.

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Chapter 266 Mature Gentleness and Secret

Walk out of the liberal arts library building.

The cold wind whizzed past, Wen Ye wrapped his clothes tightly, then rubbed his hands, and quickly put them into his pockets.

"Student Fang Nian, where do you want to drink tea?"

Fang Nian also zipped up his clothes and said, "Anywhere near Wujiaochang will do."

Wen Ye snorted.

After walking out of the campus in a few steps, go straight along the street and you will arrive at Wujiaochang, which is about two miles away.

As a secretary, Wen Ye paid great attention to details, and when walking with Fang Nian, he was always half a step behind.

Walking on the road, Wen Ye asked in a low voice: "Mr. Fang, do you want to sponsor the research project of Cheng Qian's team?"

Hearing this, Fang Nian turned his head to look at Wen Ye, showing satisfaction: "Wen Mi has grown up."

Then he said casually: "So, you should know what I mean?"

Wen Ye thought for a while before saying: "I don't know if I understand what you mean, let me tell you what I think first?"

"Yeah." Fang Nian nodded casually.

Wen Ye then continued: "You probably don't want to sponsor this project, but to invest in this project. You don't want to come forward yourself, and you don't want to use the name of 'fun'."

"Go ahead." Fang Nian showed an interesting expression.

Wen Ye didn't know if what he said was right or not, so he could only continue to speak according to his own train of thought.

"You want me to have a comprehensive understanding of the project before deciding on the investment plan."

"..."

Wen Ye knew very little about this matter.

Although Wen Ye used his own way to let Cheng Qian introduce the research direction of the project in a simple way, he also felt the possible commercial value in it.

But in fact, as a layman who doesn't understand philosophy, epistemology, or frame issues, Wen Ye doesn't know what possible results will be in the end.

On the other hand, Wen Ye didn't even know how Fang Nian knew Cheng Qian, let alone how long Fang Nian had known Cheng Qian.

Therefore, she didn't know how interested she was in Cheng Qian's team's projects.

She could only analyze through what she had just known, that Fang Nian was interested in the research project of Cheng Qian's team.

And it is intentional to invest in its own name.

And whether this intention is because of the project, because of Cheng Qian, or because of Fudan University, Wen Ye doesn't know how strong it is.

At least from the previous conversation, Fang Nian made a special reservation, and his tone did not reveal any more tendencies.

Therefore, Wen Ye could only make basic judgments based on the information he knew.

To describe Wen Ye's mood in one sentence, it is: quite bald.

"..."

After listening to what Wen Ye said, Fang Nian smiled, noncommittal.

Wen Ye didn't say any more.

Soon seeing the shopping malls lined up in front of him, Fang Nian made a gesture: "You treat the guests, you have the final say on where to go."

"Oh."

Wen Ye hurriedly led the way.

Based on Fang Nian's understanding, Wen Ye chose a tea shop in a shopping mall.

Fang Nian chose a fruit drink.

After taking his seat, Fang Nian glanced at the shopping mall, but didn't intend to speak.

Wen Ye just took this time to sort out his thoughts.

She knew that her previous answer was not completely in line with Fang Nian's wishes.

After the waiter delivered the drink, Fang Nian took two sips and opened his mouth slowly.