Doing scientific research is very expensive. The equipment is a little worse, and the result is tens of millions less. Scientific research talents must follow the project, follow the equipment and funds. Otherwise, it's useless to have a genius brain.

For example, when conducting biochemical drug research abroad, medical gloves are thrown away after one use, and supporting consumables such as pipettes must be replaced even after an operation, so as not to contaminate valuable samples.

How could it be possible in the 90s in China to let you use gloves, pipettes and the like once and throw them away? Let's reuse it obediently.

But as long as the consumables are reused, it will take months or even years, and the results made by spending millions of dollars are likely to be inadvertently lost.

Scientific research is a very rigorous thing.

Shi Wei is engaged in computational science, and can barely be said to be a mathematician. The world jokes that mathematicians save the most money, just paper and pen are enough.

Pull it down.

What age is this?

Do you think you are in the time of Aristotle?

Mathematicians have a lot of money to come up with. Those who engage in computing science are even more ruthless, and what people want is supercomputing.

In the 90s, the most famous supercomputer was IBM's 'Deep Blue', the one that won chess with Casparo. Not to mention the cost of this baby and the salary of operation and maintenance personnel, its monthly electricity bill alone can make Shivic bankrupt a hundred times.

If there are more monks and less porridge, then it can only be diverted.

The whereabouts of third-line researchers are strange.

Many scientific research institutions have merged and reorganized, and they continue to stay in a certain position for a lifetime. There are also people who go to colleges and universities to exert their spare heat, and there are also those who go to the sea to do business and even go abroad.

Xiao Jinlang didn't dare to say anything else, but his ability to run the door was absolutely first-class.

Zhou Qingfeng was willing to give money, so he called everywhere to find a relationship, and recruited those talents in the third line who had nowhere to go in the name of Tianyang Metallurgical Institute.

First remit 1,000 yuan for peace of mind, and then make a promise of 4,000 yuan to attract people, and finally add a sentence 'If you don't show up for work within a week, you will be deemed to have waived, and the secondment quota will be automatically withdrawn'.

Just one meaning, 'love comes, don't come to pull down'.

Anyway, there are so many talents in the third line, and there is no shortage of one or two. The attitude of the 'Tianyang Metallurgical Institute' was very indifferent, which made many hesitant people blow up.

The settling-in fee will be given 5,000, and there is such a good thing in the world?

This shows that the capital of 'Tianyang Metallurgical Institute' is indeed abundant.

Do the math, to go from the ravine in Guizhou to Tianyang, the time is quite tight.

Shi Wei no longer hesitated, and neither did anyone who was seconded with him. Everyone showed their magic and started their own 'Tianyang journey'.

When leaving, Swift went to the town's post office to withdraw money, and all the 1,000 yuan was lent to a colleague who was still in the ravine. He said frankly that if he could really hand over his good fortune and stay in Tianyang, he wouldn't want the money.

Sitting in the broken car sent by the unit, Shi Wei took his wife and children from the ravine, and staggered all the way to Guiyang, where he stayed in the designated guest house.

Most of the dozens of rooms in the guest house are occupied by the 'Tianyang Metallurgical Institute'.

Everyone thought they were lucky, and they all laughed when they chatted with each other. The haze of living in seclusion in the mountains for more than ten years has dissipated, and it is a bright future from now on.

Gong Wei, as the golden balm of the 'Holy Light', was busy with DìDū's 'smuggling of imported goods', and also brought liaison personnel to Guiyang, waiting for the talents recruited by Xiao Jinlang in the guest house.

From time to time, he carried a boiling water bottle, candy in his pocket, and condolences to knock on the doors of one secondment after another.

"Hello, hello, hello. My name is Gong Wei, and I am here to serve you on this secondment mission.

Our Mr. Zhou attaches great importance to you, and you can mention any needs to me, so that Tianyang can make some arrangements in advance. ”

'Traditional Performing Arts' is given without hesitation.

Gong Wei first grabbed a handful of White Rabbit toffee from his pocket and gave it to Shi Wei's child, and then took out two mobile phones and two pagers from the bag he carried.

The Shi family has one for each person.

Oops...... that's amazing!

In the guest house, Shi Wei beckoned Gong Wei to sit down, and when he saw the 'big brother', he immediately jumped up - he had never eaten pork, and he had seen pigs run.

This thing is precious, more expensive than the settling-in fee.

"This is what was distributed to us?"

The mobile phone is square, the black shell is high-end, an absolute status symbol, and a status booster that cannot be ignored.

Swift didn't know how much it would cost, he just knew he couldn't afford it. The two of them can't afford to save their salaries for more than ten years.

Gong Wei smiled and stuffed the mobile phone and pager over. He himself had been frightened by this thing, and he knew all too well the power of the 'stepping stone' in his hand.

These two things are used together, making people fluttering, and walking on the street is definitely the most beautiful boy.

At the beginning, Zhou Qingfeng went to Lin Wan's house and carried two bottles of 'Four Special Wine', and the bombardment effect was similar to that of a cannonball. Gong Wei is now taking out 'traditional arts' and basically destroying the earth.

Holding 'Big Brother' in his hand, Swift looked at his lover, and his brain was a little difficult to use. Seeing that Gong Wei actually wanted to give another one, he was so embarrassed that he had never received a gift.

"Comrade Gong, wouldn't this be too precious? Otherwise, the two of us will have a set, so as not to affect it badly. ”

"Nope." Gong Wei waved everything, and resolutely refused.

"Mr. Zhou said that we should cherish talents and take care of talents. Invest a dollar in each researcher, and he can give infinite returns like a cow.

Whoever loses it will not lose you. ”

In a word, it speaks to people's hearts.

Mr. Zhou is really a good person!

Shi Wei suffered from the lack of funds in the ravine, and when he heard this, his nose suddenly became sour, and his eyes turned red.

The seven-foot man cried.

The 'Mr. Zhou' of Tianyang Metallurgical Institute must be a respected old man with a very wise eye and a benevolent and generous smile.

For the sake of the country's scientific research, Mr. Zhou must be diligent and thrifty, and save money.

He is sure that he is reluctant to spend money on a good meal, so that he can pay a large amount of settling-in allowance to scientific research talents, and also equip them with the latest mobile phones.

Death for a confidant!

Shi Wei wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, feeling a sense of responsibility that was deeply trusted.

He grabbed Gong Wei's hand, choked up and said solemnly: "Thanks to Mr. Zhou's love, the gratitude in my heart is beyond words, only to work hard in the future and repay the trust of the organization."

If you have any tasks to me, I will definitely complete them even if I am tired.

In the future, I will be an old scalper who 'gives up a small family for everyone', eating, drinking, and Lazar are all on the post, and I will never frown at any difficulties. ”

Switch has been nesting in the ravine for more than ten years, and for the first time now, he has a sense of being valued.

This is like a BMW with a hero, a good general meets the master, and this life is under the command of Mr. Zhou, and there are no regrets!

Looking at Shi Wei's resolute and fearless face, Gong Wei was frightened.

He hurriedly reassured: "Don't get excited, don't get excited. We, Mr. Zhou, had better speak, and we definitely won't be tired to death. He actually likes to slap people's faces with money. ”

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing. You guys eat and drink well, drink and eat well, and when everyone is here, we will take a plane to Tianyang.

Don't worry, there's a lot of work over there, and you don't have to worry about having nothing to do. ”

After Gong Wei finished speaking, he slipped away.

Out of the room, he was full of sweat on his head, wiped his hands casually, and sighed: "These guys are really terrible, it feels like recruiting a group of dead soldiers." ”