Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

　　 The press conference of the media is indeed lacklustre.

Before Yang Rui won the Nobel Prize, the various media had already made a series of reports. After winning the Nobel Prize, they had scruples. After all, the previous reports were domestically directed, and this kind of report that was obviously aimed at the world couldn’t be the case. Feel free, if it surprises AIA, that's not good.

　　 Even the media participating in the press conference are restricted. District-level or municipal-level media, needless to say, are provincial-level media, and were later required to submit various outline documents before they were allowed to enter.

　　 But, just like other forms of meetings, the larger the scale and the higher the level, the less room for free play.

　　 Yang Rui basically completed the "press release" according to the script, and it took less than 30 minutes before and after. It is conceivable that the final media information will be enough for readers and audiences to "enjoy" for more than a few weeks.

　　 "Professor Yang, here." Secretary Hu had been waiting in the backstage for a long time, and as soon as Yang Rui came out, he waved his hand quickly.

　　 Yang Rui's eyes jumped twice. The so-called seven-rank official in front of the Prime Minister, and the secretary is the leader's right-hand man. It is really disturbing to wait for him so actively.

　　 How much demand is required to have such an attitude?

　　 Yang Rui looked around again, and asked, "Professor Cai, haven't they come?"

　　 Just now, at the press conference in the name of Peking University, Professor Cai and Dean Liu had no reason not to show up.

　　 Secretary Hu just smiled and said, "I think they are all tired too, so let them go back first."

　　 Even Professor Cai was dismissed, Yang Rui couldn't help sighing, and simply said: "What are you planning to do with me, just say it, otherwise, my legs are weak with a guilty conscience."

　　 If it was a few days earlier, Yang Rui would not have come too much against Secretary Hu's will.

However, the existence of the Nobel Prize is like a golden bell enclosing a seventy old man. Not only will there be no trouble when touching porcelain, the effect of touching porcelain is also very good. It is too late for others to hold you, so no one will make it. The move is too drastic.

　　 Secretary Hu hesitated for a moment, but could only follow Yang Rui’s request and said: "Then I'll be straightforward. I want to show you a few people."

"Who?"

"You'll know when you get there," Secretary Hu said, pulling Yang Rui out of the house, getting in the car, turning around, and when he got to the place, Yang Rui was stunned and only vaguely saw a big factory door. , And then I saw a few middle-aged and elderly cadres waiting in a conference room that was not open.

　　 "Which one is this?" Yang Rui was a little uneasy.

　　The more unexpected the situation is, the more tricky it is. It stands to reason that even if you are not in the Great Hall of the People, you should not come to such an old factory.

　　 Secretary Hu coughed slightly and said: "Professor Yang, this is Director Zhang, Director Dong, Director Han..."

　　 The two directors are still in front of the directors, indicating that even if they are not the directors of central enterprises, they are also the heads of large-scale enterprises.

　　 Yang Rui is even more concerned about the shabby meeting room in front of him. Secretary Hu has pulled over the Nobel Prize winner who has not yet received the award so far, and he has also pulled him into such a barren place. He wondered if it was not for holding a welcome party.

　　The problem of large state-owned enterprises has always been complicated, and the problem of poor large state-owned enterprises is even more complicated.

　　 Yang Rui reluctantly greeted him and looked at Secretary Hu.

　　 "These are the main planners of the project." Secretary Hu said in an introduction.

　　 "Project?"

　　 "It's the motion that I said earlier, which is temporarily shelved." Secretary Hu smiled at Yang Rui.

　　 "So, Director Zhang, Director Dong, and Director Han are all ready to go abroad for business?" Yang Rui came to his senses, but still more confused.

"Yes, I originally thought that I would recommend you a few to meet in two days, but the situation in North China Pharmaceutical is more serious, and it really can't be delayed. In addition, Director Zhang, Director Dong, and Director Han are also all involved. I think it should be..." Secretary Hu looked a little unsustainable.

Regardless of whether he really said it unclearly or falsely said it unclearly, Factory Manager Dong quickly took over the topic and said, "I brought it up. Our North China Pharmaceutical has been waiting for more than a year, and it can't be done anymore. I’ve been waiting, so I’ll beg for a pleasure today. If Professor Yang is willing to help, all of us in North China Pharmaceutical will thank you. If you are unwilling to help, we want to find another way."

　　 "Old Dong!" Director Han's eyes were all erected, no one begged for such a request.

　　 Both of them are gray-haired half old men, staring face to face, like two albino gazelles.

　　 Yang Rui looked at the two gazelles blankly, like a lion who didn't know who to bite first.

"Director Han, you have helped enough. In North China Pharmaceutical, if the technological transformation fails, production should be stopped, and rectification should be rectified. We have nothing to say, but whether it is life or death, we have to give a word. Waiting indefinitely is what it is."

　　 "Old Dong, Director Han is here to help. Don't be totally resistant." As Director Zhang spoke, he stared at Yang Rui from the corner of his eyes, showing lack of self-confidence.

"I'm not resisting, I'm just reality. Our conditions, are there not enough people who have seen it? Director Han and Academician Zhu can't do something, can it be done by inviting another Nobel Prize winner? "" Director Dong's tone was negative.

　　 Director Han frowned, and said, "Old Dong and Secretary Hu have all come forward, and Professor Yang has also invited me, so just say a few words."

"What's the use of let me say a few words, just look at the document, Professor Yang, if you can do it, my old Dong admires you, if you can't do it, please tell me directly, don't drag us, will it succeed?" As Factory Manager Dong said, he handed a bound document to Yang Rui.

　　 Yang Rui was a little confused~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But when he opened the file, he understood.

　　 Large-capacity reactor, with a budget of 5.8 million yuan.

　　 High-precision ball mill, with a budget of 1.2 million yuan.

　　 Airflow crusher, with a budget of 3 million yuan.

　　 An automatic production line equipped with a gravity-free mixer and a centrifugal pump, with a budget of less than 20 million!

　　 "Do you want to buy second-hand goods?" Yang Rui asked tentatively.

　　 Old Dong smiled: "Used goods, why bother to trouble you."

　　 Indeed, if you are buying second-hand goods, you are negotiating with a trader, so why not Yang Rui’s Nobel Prize?

Director Zhang laughed awkwardly, and said: "We have already completed part of this technical transformation, and we will buy second-hand goods. On the one hand, it is not matched, and on the other hand, it does not meet the expectations of the superior. "

　　 "So, you want to buy new goods at the price of second-hand goods? So Academician Zhu can't do this?" Yang Rui finally sorted out his thoughts.

　　 Old Dong hummed twice and said, "If you can't do it, then forget it."

　　 said, he was about to take away the files in Yang Rui's hands.

　　Yang Rui flashed, shook his head, and said, "If you let you do it, you can't do it. I can't possibly do it."

　　 As he said, Yang Rui looked at Secretary Hu and said, "However, if I want to do it, I have to think about it."

　　 (End of this chapter)