Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Director Yang, come here." The old Yan from the police office saw Yang Rui coming by on his bicycle from a distance, and he straightened his uniform and walked out with his chest raised and his head raised.

Lao Yan deliberately trimmed his hair two days ago, and he carefully shaved his beard when he went out in the morning, and put on a new 83-style police uniform. The grass green background and the quadrilateral red velveteen collar badge on the neckline were truly majestic.

I saw the baton on the left side of his waist and the bp machine on the right side. He put his hands on both sides. The old elm-like face of over 40 had the confident appearance of a policeman on the screen. The big green bean eyes were also the eyes. Without squinting, the appearance has the power to transform from the traitor of the two devils to the hidden members of our party.

Yang Rui jumped off the bicycle, glided for a while, stopped at the door, and smiled: "Old Yan came so early. Hey, really energetic."

"It rang on time at 6 o'clock in the morning. It's much easier to use than our old alarm." Old Yan smiled and pointed to the bp machine around his waist, and swayed his hips, and said, "I'm thinking about this. The researchers in the ion channel laboratory all came early, and I also came early to check, lest someone secretly hides in the bushes at night and takes the opportunity to steal in the morning. Don’t say, in the capital, there are the most such little thieves. You let him open the lock. He won't, you don't dare to rob him, and steal things can only be clever."

If it's an average person, it's definitely over with a smile at this time. Yang Rui said seriously, "Old Yan, you are thoughtful. Oh, it's not you, I can't think of this at all. Fortunately, your director Gao sent you over."

He asked for a police office, naturally not for good-looking. The instruments in the ion channel laboratory are very valuable. Just pull out a few, all worth tens of thousands of yuan, and many of them are more than 100,000 yuan. In terms of the current public security environment, they have not been stolen. The credit of the security guards at Peking University is more that there is no way to sell the stolen goods.

But after that, if Yang Rui's laboratory starts to produce patents, there will always be someone who will come to the laboratory. There is a police deterrent at the door, which is still very strong.

Lao Yan smiled contentedly, his face like old elm bark cracked, and said: "I have been a film policeman for a lifetime. What the young people think now, I can see it, you Don't worry, in our ion channel laboratory, water won't get in!"

"It's up to you." Yang Rui said two good things. Before entering the door, as if remembering, he took out a packet of Chinese from his pocket and put it on the desk of the police office window, and said with a smile: "I take it with me. Bring cigarettes, you taste this."

"Oh, too expensive..." Lao Yan quickly declined.

Yang Rui waved his hand and said, "What's the price? There are not many other things in our laboratory. There is enough smoke. I will send you a piece in a hurry."

Old Yan was extremely surprised: "It's true or false."

"It must be true." Yang Rui stopped and said, "To be honest, the projects our laboratory does are all competing with foreign laboratories. Foreign researchers earn at least 30,000 U.S. dollars a year, and they will earn 10%. Ten thousand dollars. Our laboratory belongs to Peking University. I can only get dead wages. I can’t help it. So, I can only find some welfare for everyone. Old Yan, your police office is next to our laboratory, even if you Our people, if you **** us, you should have a share of the welfare, whether it is a bp machine, a cigarette, or something we have, we must let you see it, right?"

"This, this...is it appropriate?" Lao Yan was moved but didn't dare to move.

Yang Rui smiled and said, "Your director, as well as other people in the office, also have a copy. You are treated the same as your instructor."

Lao Yan was relieved immediately. As long as the treatment is not higher than the one's strength, it is appropriate.

Yang Rui entered the laboratory and told Xu Zhengping a few more words. After a while, Xu Zhengping took a piece of Chinese cigarettes and handed it to Lao Yan. He smiled and said, "Strict public security, the safety of our laboratory will be handed over in the future. Here you are."

Lao Yan looked at a piece of Chinese cigarettes, and his saliva almost stayed. This is worth his one month's salary, and it can do big things for gifts.

"I really took it." Lao Yan picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and swallowed his saliva by the way.

Xu Zhengping smiled and said: "It's for you. If you don't take it, my task has not been completed. In the future, our laboratory will pack your cigarettes. By the way, we will give you a few more packs of regular adjustments."

Xu Zhengping took a few packages of Liangyou and Hongmei as he said.

"There is also foreign smoke." Lao Yan snorted, took Liangyou and looked at it, then looked at it again, and then said: "Old Xu, just right, let's unpack and taste a pack."

"I can smoke red plums. I usually smoke this." Xu Zhengping said he opened a pack of red plums.

A pack of Liangyou is 7.5 yuan, and a pack of red plums is 30 cents. The former can buy two of the latter. They are the best in foreign cigarettes. In contrast, Hongmei is the cigarette that ordinary people smoke.

As for foreign cigarettes like Liangyou, and domestic cigarettes like Zhonghua, each requires an ordinary person's salary for one month. Except for gifts and celebrations, they will not be touched during leisure time.

Old Yan Shun took out a match, helped Xu Zhengping and himself to light, took a deep breath, and said with a thumbs-up: "Enough flavor, don't tell me, I usually smoke the Temple of Heaven, Hongmei only needs his wife to nod before buying it."

With that, Lao Yan took out a pack of half-deflated Temple of Heaven from his back pocket and threw it on the table.

Temple of Heaven San Mao 2 and Hong Mei San Mao Nine, the latter is regarded as a nobleman in cheap cigarettes, two packs a day cost four yuan two more a month, and fifty yuan a year, which cannot be said to be a small amount.

Xu Zhengping smiled, and took out a packet of "Temple of Heaven" from his pocket, and said, "Hongmei has improved his life."

The two old smokers smiled at each other.

"Come on, Zhonghua and Liangyou, you should treat it as a laboratory welfare, and collect it by yourself. Hongmei and Chuncheng, one packet in the morning and evening, I will let you send it." Xu Zhengping didn't say anything. No matter. Whether it is a professor at Peking University or a policeman at the police station, they have not used Zhonghua as the capital for daily cigarette smoking. For now, when they are put away as hard currency, it is basically the same as cash. If acquaintances change hands, it is considered a friendship price without adding money. After all, the prices of tobacco and alcohol are rising now, it doesn't matter, you can't even buy them.

Lao Yan also smiled and nodded, and said, "Hongmei will do, Spring City is boring."

Chuncheng Hongmei, as well as the Temple of Heaven and Emerald, are the cigarettes that old Beijingers often smoke. They are basically the nature of rations. In the past few years, when the supply was tight, smokers had very few choices. These four are the most common. Usually it's what to buy, what to grab and what to smoke. Because of this, the price is cheaper and more popular.

Here, the price of Spring City and Red Plum are both three cents. Jade is cheaper, and it is three cents. But if you don’t know people, the three cents jade has to be tied for 1.5 cents of spring ploughing, and the price of the Temple of Heaven is three cents. Mao Er, the most affordable, is also the one that everyone grabs the most.

Xu Zhengping turned his head and took another red plum for Lao Yan. The two stood and smoked a cigarette, establishing a comradely friendship.

Xu Zhengping is also very happy that there is a police box at the entrance of the laboratory, which not only shows that his laboratory is important, but also makes people feel more at ease.

Since the beginning of this year, the effects of the crackdown have gradually emerged. In the past, there were those who dared to molest girls in the street, some of them were re-education through labor, some were re-education through labor, and some were shot. In addition to the wandering criminals, as the ion channel laboratory gradually became famous, the number of uninvited guests gradually increased. Those folk physicists who tried to prove that they invented the perpetual motion machine tried to prove that they proved that Darwin was a folk creature of the monkey. Scientists, or folk philosophers who try to prove that the proof of a philosophical point of view does not require proof at all, may visit at any time.

If there is a real policeman at the door, you have to be safer no matter what you think.

"Yang Rui, what you did is too appropriate." Xu Zhengping praised when he returned to the laboratory.

Yang Rui smiled and said, "Sponsorship of 100,000 yuan is definitely not bad."

The money was paid out of the laboratory’s accounts. Xu Zhengping knew it naturally, and only smiled, “Anyway, it’s the school’s money. By the way, did Dean Liu approve it?”

"not yet."

"It won't be disapproved." Xu Zhengping became worried.

"If you don't approve it, you have to approve it, so you can ask Dean Liu to report on your work.

"Yep?"

"Take the articles recently published by our laboratory, the school invests so much money in a year, it always has to see results." Yang Rui said lightly.

Xu Zhengping understood it all at once, and said with a smile: "You are boasting of martial arts."

"One jmc, one "acs Chemical Biology", four "Biochemical System Ecology", if we count our domestic "Journal of Biochemistry and Biophysics", there will be 8 sci-level journals." Yang Rui smiled calmly, and said: "It's enough for a Beijing view."

In the ion channel laboratory, in addition to Xu Zhengping, the original associate professor of Peking University, the calves that Yang Rui dug up were Su Xiankai and Fan Zhenlong, and the calves dug up later were Tian Bing, Jiao Yangping and Wang Sisheng. Among them, Tian Bingdu was the weakest. It is the future outstanding youth level. Others even have the skills of Changjiang scholars and even academicians. They are familiar with the ion channel laboratory. Coupled with Yang Rui’s personal guidance and funds far beyond ordinary laboratories, several people quickly contributed Achieved results.

For 8 sci-level journals, if Yang Rui is asked to do it by himself, it will take two months at the earliest, and it can only be said that the paper has been published. It is difficult to tell the impact factor.

But ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the combination of a calf plus Xu Zhengping and an old cow can show a degree of relaxation in 8 papers in a few months. Among them, published in jmc and "acs chemical biology" The thesis is quite in-depth.

Such achievements are quite commendable even within the scope of Peking University. Therefore, Yang Rui is very confident that he can ask for funds and funds.

8 sci-level papers, let alone getting a bp machine base station, Yang Rui just wants to build a 20-layer filter tower to make tea, Peking University will also consider it.

Xu Zhengping also relaxed at once, and smiled: "Then I'll just take Tian Bing and the others over, let me recognize it by the way."

"Good idea." Yang Rui laughed.

bbbbb...The bp machine also sounded at the same time.

"There is a call, I will return one." Yang Rui picked up the bp machine, glanced at the phone number on it, and dialed back.

The era of personal communication was realized by Yang Rui one year ahead of schedule.

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