Wu Gang was shocked by Qiao Yu's words.

But he didn't know whether he was shocked by Qiao Yu's whimsy, or by the other's shamelessness.

Wu Gang kept a smile on his face: "Professor Qiao, this may not work."

The reason why Professor Tan returned to China is because of the righteousness of the family and the country in the big direction; in the small direction, it is because he was dazzled by the treatment promised by Yanda.

If it was finally discovered that Yan University asked him to come back to help a young man in his twenties, then Kevin Tan would most likely wake up instantly.

"Why not?" Qiao Yu was very puzzled. "You are in administration. It stands to reason that you can arrange personnel transfers in the college. Don't you have this level of handling?"

Wu Gang didn't expect that this arduous and heavy task would "slap" on his vicissitudes of shoulders.

"It's not a question of how good I am, it's..." Wu Gang became a little anxious, "Professor Tan is very proud. The team we arranged for him directly sent two professors there, and he was not very satisfied. How could it be possible?" Come to help you?"

Qiao Yu doesn't like to smile, most of the time her face is expressionless, but the corners of her lips are naturally raised.

But at this time, his face was full of smiles: "If you don't force yourself, how do you know it won't work?"

Director Wu broke down a bit: "Even if you force me to death, it's impossible!"

Qiao Yu was sitting on the chair, obviously looking up at Wu Gang, but he felt condescending: "I have six papers here. Three papers can be published in the main issue of CNS, and the remaining three papers can be published in SCI journals. .It’s the academic achievement I did in Cold Spring Harbor before. When it came out, I checked it on the Internet, and all 6 of these can be published.”

When Wu Gang heard this, his breathing became short of breath, and he couldn't listen to anything except "Three CNS" in his mind.

Why did the school spend so much money to invite Professor Tan back from abroad.

Is it true that foreign monks like to chant scriptures?No, the school is slandering Professor Tan's academic level, slandering the papers he may publish on CNS.

Today's world university rankings, a very important indicator is the number of CNS papers.

If the paper is not published on CNS, you say that you are good at academics, who will believe it?

For example, Yanda’s biology major is now ranked 51 in the world. If these three CNS papers can be added this year, it seems to be no problem to enter the top 50 in the world next year.

And as long as you enter the top [-] in the world, if you don't say anything else, at least the Tsingda University next door will no longer be ashamed to boast that you are the first in the country in biology.

Wu Gang's eyes became hot: "Director Qiao, when are you going to post it?"

Qiao Yu replied: "I have already submitted to a journal, but it has only been two days and I haven't received a reply yet. I was thinking about which institution the paper was published under the name of."

"Director Qiao, what you said... aren't you a professor at Yanda University?"

Qiao Yu replied with a smile: "Of course I am, and it doesn't matter."

Qiao Yu's proposal will definitely make Tan Zirui unhappy.

However, if Qiao Yu can maintain the level of three CNS regular journal papers per year, it doesn't seem to matter so much if Tan Zirui is happy.

Wu Gang wiped the sweat off his forehead: "Don't worry, I'll go back first and make a calculation with the others."

Wu Gang left Qiao Yu's office, turned around, went to find Dean Qin, and repeated Qiao Yu's request.

Dean Qin said: "Does Professor Tan agree?"

He jumped anxiously: "Qiao Yu is bringing a paper to order the academy! Once this wind blows, the consequences will be unimaginable! In the future, everyone will threaten the academy with CNS papers, how can we carry out administrative work?"

Dean Qin looked at him blankly: "Then what should I do? Don't you want the paper?"

Wu Gang: "Yes! He fucked it."

Wu Gang put his hands behind his back and said with a serious expression, "I'm thinking about what to do."

He is worthy of being an old man, so he replied to Qiao Yu that night.

"Director Qiao, Professor Tan is also a well-known university student in the world. We really can't help him decide this kind of thing. However, we have won an opportunity for you to contact Professor Tan," Wu Gang said plausibly, as if he had paid for it. With great effort, "As long as you can convince Professor Tan, this matter will be considered. We will not say anything, and we have absolutely no objection!"

Qiao Yu didn't even bother to raise her eyelids: "Professor Tan and I are in the same school? Do you still need your help to find a chance to get in touch?"

The sweat on Director Wu's back came down with a "shua".

It's also crazy, Qiao Yu is at least 20 years younger than him, but Wu Gang feels that when facing him, he is more stressed than the 60-year-old leader.

But in the middle of the night, Qiao Yu didn't bother to talk to him: "But Director Wu has worked hard. Then introduce me for me."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Then a soft hum came from his nose.

Qiao Yu pressed Song Tianyu's head with his hand, breathing unsteadily: "...It's almost enough."

He lives a relatively restrained life. In the words of the system, he is a person who is "out of low-level happiness". Even in adolescence, he has never had the experience of waking up to wash his pants in the morning.

If it wasn't for Song Tianyu, it wouldn't be a problem for Qiao Yu to be buried alone.

Song Tianyu opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and said proudly, "Look."

That expression was quite proud.

Qiao Yu's breath was stagnant, and she reacted shamefully again.

Qiao Yu felt that in the past three years, the other party should have watched a lot of movies.

Otherwise, he has been back to China for two or three days, so the tricks are not over yet.

Tan Zirui opened his eyes and reflected for the 108th time why he couldn't think about going back to China.

He left his homeland at the age of eight, so it's hard to say how much homesickness he has.

I just vaguely remember that the zongzi was delicious, and the wontons under the door were also delicious. When I was leading the confinement at home, I stuffed him with a red egg.

In 1985, when Huaxia began to take off economically, his father sold the house in Shenkun City and immigrated with his family.Desire to go overseas to earn a lot of money, as others advocate.

Affected by the "wave of going abroad", there are still many people like them.

His dad was tired of his yellow skin and the inconvenience of being discriminated against while living abroad.Instead of hating those foreigners, he hated his own mother country.

Coupled with the later Yanjing holidays, the tide has risen, the economy has soared, and the quality of life in China has improved significantly.

And, those people who went abroad and didn't develop well have become the people who hate the country the most. In their dreams, they hope that Huaxia will collapse, so as to prove that they made the right choice in the first place.

Before Tan Zirui was able to earn money, his father had been selling pancakes and fruits in New York's Chinatown, and his mother was helping people burn their heads.

He remembered that when he was in the Chinese gathering area in New York, it seemed to be the same as in Shenkun City. The familiar Hokkien dialect was everywhere, but a few miles away, it became the world of English again.

Tan Zirui grew up in this kind of family environment.

Later, after he became famous, what his father said the most was: "Fortunately, I immigrated back then, otherwise, how could you become a scientist! Domestic scientific research is not good. There are no scientists in Huaguo."

Tan Zirui's feelings for Huaguo are complicated.

On the one hand, he likes the aroma of rice steamed from hot rice; he likes to wear a red scarf and go to school with the neighbor's little flower; he likes to pass by the port in the evening and watch the Pearl River enter the sea, and the setting sun casts a layer of warm golden light on the water.

On the other hand, he has been away from here for so long that every time he thinks of his motherland, his father's scornful ridicule is always in his ears; not here, not there.

At Yanda, colleagues are very enthusiastic, leaders respect him enough, and colleagues admire him for his academic achievements.

But that doesn't change a thing.

Here, there are too few scholars who are at the same level as me and can communicate.

There are scholars in Huaguo, and there are many of them.Although there are parallel imports of academicians of the two academies, most of them have solid foundations and self-contained systems.

Some older seniors made achievements under extremely difficult conditions.Its degree of difficulty is enough to make foreigners exclaim a miracle.

However, his field of research is sophisticated gene therapy.At present, in this field in China, it is only a little better than blank.

He seeks defeat alone, living an extremely lonely life.

This is also very normal.Foreign countries began to do research at least two centuries ago.

In China, only three to forty years have passed.

When Tan Zirui encounters problems in his professional field, he is always irritable.

He wanted to consult foreign scholars, but he was worried about the leakage of information, so he had no way to reason.Moreover, scientific research competition exists among everyone.

Tan Zirui didn't moan for too long, his habits made him dislike wasting time.

He signed a five-year contract with Yanda, and these five years are not easy.

It’s just that I regret the five years of youth I wasted. He is in his 40s this year, and the lifespan of a scientist’s scientific research is not as long as the world thinks.

Aging brings not only an increase in experience and experience, but also a decline in thinking.

And the latter is very deadly.

Tan Zirui came to the door of the laboratory.

Before he went in, he saw Director Wu rubbing his hands and standing outside the door with a big smile on his face.

Wu Gang stepped forward and said, "Professor Tan."

Tan Zirui kept his eyes straight, as if passing a cloud of air: "What's the matter?"

"Professor Qiao recently came back from abroad. Coincidentally, the other party is also in the field of genetic research and wants to talk to you."

Only then did Tan Zirui stop slowly, his brows wrinkled into the word "Chuan".

"Really? But isn't he a scholar in the field of stem cells?"

Before, Qiao Yu and his HSCs expansion in vitro caused a sensation in the world.

I heard that all countries are revising their textbooks recently.

For scholars with no ambitions, this achievement alone is enough for them to lie in the hall of honor for a lifetime.

Wu Gang: "Professor Qiao only studied in college for two years, and went to Cold Spring Harbor to study for three years after graduation. During these three years, he was doing research on genetics in the Watson School of Life Sciences."

Professor Tan raised his chin subconsciously: "There are many kinds of gene-related aspects. Circular RNA, AAV antibody immunity, CRISPR/Cas gene editing, CAR-T cell therapy, rapid transcription elongation marker histone modification, etc. , These are all popular projects in the field of genetic biology today. I don’t know what aspect Professor Qiao is studying?"

As I said before, Wu Gang is a parallel importer with a doctorate degree who has been ignorant for many years because of his administrative work.

Although when he graduated with a Ph.D., the number of people with a Ph.D. degree in China was less than 0.0005% of the total population, but it still cannot change the fact that he is a parallel importer who does not engage in scientific research.

Wu Gang was almost confused by Professor Tan's long series of questions, not to mention that Professor Tan spoke English directly afterwards.

"I'm not very clear about this." Wu Gang is a thick-skinned middle-aged man, and he quickly stabilized his emotions. "You and Professor Qiao are both famous scholars in the world. I haven't done scientific research for many years. It's true. I can't answer some of them. I'll ask Professor Qiao to come over, and you two can talk face to face, how about it?"

Tan Zirui narrowed his eyes for a moment, and then replied in a neutral tone: "Then let him come over and have a chat."

After speaking, he turned around and swiped his card to enter the laboratory.

It's time to show these juniors what a real academic master is.

This tyrant is a domineering tyrant, and even more a hegemonic tyrant.

He wanted Qiao Yu to understand that some gaps could not be made up by going abroad for three years of emergency training.

When the time comes, Tan Zirui hopes that the other party will take the initiative to withdraw from the competition for the sovereignty of the laboratory, so as to avoid embarrassment when we meet in the future.

I hope this young man won't cry in embarrassment when he questioned him, Tan Zirui doesn't want to be a villain yet.

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