Chapter 192: Accidental Injury 1

"He used to be a neurosurgeon and later ran several factories, so he has a lot of experience in manufacturing companies."

"You know all this?" Liang Dongyan was surprised, "I haven't heard of it in Dongjiang for so many years. ”

"Du Moliang said."

"Sure enough, by breaking into their little group, you can get more information. It seems that the VIP card of 'Chasing the Central Plains' was not done for you in vain. ”

The two chatted a few more words, hit it off, and finalized the plan.

Han Shen put away his phone and glanced at the time, it was already past one o'clock in the middle of the night.

Zhou Mo probably slept.

Forget it, don't tell her yet.

……

Following.

After Zhou Mo got up, the first thing he did was to look at his phone, but there was no new news.

She got up, washed up, cleaned up briefly, and went to work at the college.

Shen Qingyi temporarily crammed and hurried to make a PPT for afternoon classes.

This time the workload was a bit large, and she couldn't do it alone, so she called Zhou Mo and asked her to take the computer and go to her office to help with it.

Zhou Mo helped collect and sort out the materials and pictures, and according to the outline provided by Shen Qingyi, in Wo

d to fill in the content.

Shen Qingyi copied and pasted it into the PPT to make deletion adjustments.

The cooperation between the two is quite smooth.

After all, this is not the first time Zhou Mo has helped Shen Qingyi do this.

"This piece, add a little more content, this is the point, I want to expand on it in detail," Shen Qingyi said, pointing to the computer screen.

Zhou Mo glanced at it, "Okay, but ...... There is already a lot of courseware content, and if you can't finish it, it will delay you to send Professor Han. ”

Han Qian originally planned to fly this afternoon, and Shen Qingyi had deliberately marked it in the memo before.

Shen Qingyi buried his head in front of the computer, "Professor Han said that he would not return to the imperial capital first, the leaders of the province here seem to have asked him to hold some kind of symposium, and when an expert of his size comes, he will definitely ask someone to guide the work." ”

No wonder.

Zhou Mo suddenly understood why Han Shen didn't let her contact him these days.

"When will he return to the imperial capital?" Zhou Mo asked.

"I don't know, it depends on when the province will let people go,"

Zhou Mo was inexplicably a little discouraged, and now he didn't know how long he couldn't contact Han Shen.

Accompanied Shen Qingyi to finish the PPT, Shen Qingyi's mobile phone suddenly rang.

After she picked it up, she chatted with the other party for a few words, and it was a call from the office of the First Hospital of Tokyo University, saying that Dean Yao invited Shen Qingyi to participate in a seminar, and it happened that Professor Han Qian was also there, and the province organized various health units to come over to study.

The seminar was organised by the Health Bureau, hosted by the First Hospital of the University of Tokyo, and the venue was also provided by the First Hospital of the University of Tokyo.

What Dean Yao meant was to let Shen Qingyi come over, learn from Han Qian, and see how the clinical research center in the imperial capital did it.

After all, Shen Qingyi will be the person who will serve as the director of the Clinical Research Center of the First Hospital of Tokyo University in the future.

Shen Qingyi is naturally obliged.

Putting down the phone, she said to Zhou Mo: "You see if Professor Han has published an editorial in the top journal or any journal in China, if you find it, refine his views and organize a document for me." ”

Zhou Mo happily accepted the order, "Okay." ”

Shen Qingyi said again: "You go with me for this meeting." ”

Zhou Mo: "What time?" ”

Shen Qingyi: "Tomorrow afternoon." ”

Zhou Mo is under a lot of pressure, it's okay to refine academic views, refine editorial views, Zhou Mo has never taken the civil service exam, and he has no bottom in his heart.

A bigwig-level figure like Han Qian is commonplace to publish top magazines, and he can get the National Natural Science Foundation by writing a project book, and the projects start at tens of millions of yuan.

Some teachers in low-level universities can apply for a provincial-level or municipal-level project a year, and the funding is 350,000 yuan.

This is the difference between scientific researchers.

Han Qian is a little different from other bigwigs.

He is not only a professor at Imperial Capital University, but he is also named vice president and a think tank talent, and he has obviously moved closer to politics.

The field he is involved in is not only scientific research or life science research, but also linked to his career, which means that half of him has entered the political field.

Some domestic and foreign journals not only publish scientific research results, but also set up separate editorial sections for scientists and sociologists to discuss social issues.

Retrieving academic papers is simple, but retrieving these editorial articles is not an easy task.

It took Zhou Mo a lot of effort to understand the difference between domestic and foreign editorials, and what magazines are the main focuses.

Zhao Xiaoshuang carried the takeaway lunch box and put it on Zhou Mo's table, "Eat quickly, don't look for it, and then do it after eating." ”

"Mmmm, you eat first," Zhou Mo responded indiscriminately, his eyes never taking off the computer screen.

Zhao Xiaoshuang was helpless and helped Zhou Mo open the lunch box.

I ordered dumplings today.

Zhao Xiaoshuang learned that Zhou Mo wanted to collect some materials, and she was in a hurry, so she specially ordered dumplings, a food that is fast and convenient to eat.

"Thank you," Zhou Mo was finally willing to put down the work in her hand, took the lunch box in Zhao Xiaoshuang's hand, she picked up a dumpling, swallowed it in one bite, and then started working on the computer.

After a while, take another bite of dumplings and get back to work.

Zhao Xiaoshuang shook her head helplessly, she was used to Zhou Mo like this.

As soon as you devote yourself to something, you will be so engrossed that you will even skip eating.

After a busy day, Zhou Mo finally sent the document to Shen Qingyi the next morning.

Shen Qingyi replied with two words: Not bad.

Zhou Mo was praised, naturally happy and comfortable.

Afternoon.

Shen Qingyi took Zhou Mo to the seminar venue.

This time, the venue of the conference was no longer the conference hall where academic lectures and regular meetings were held, but the conference room on the top floor.

The conference room on the top floor is magnificent, the crystal chandelier in the center is extremely luxurious, and the sit-down layout, the light brown conference table is arranged in three circles, which is much more solemn than the conference hall downstairs.

In this meeting, from the province to the city, the leaders of several parties were there, Shen Qingyi was obviously not on the list, she took Zhou Mo to sit in the outermost and last seats.

Not long after, a group of people came to Wuyangyang, led by Han Qian, on his left was Qin Zhenghua, secretary of the Health Bureau, and on the right he didn't know where the leader was, even the dean Yao Fuguang could only follow behind the three of them, and then the middle-level leaders of the First Hospital of Dongda and some staff of the health department.

Director Gu, Han Shen, Xu Qingli of the Department of Orthopedics, and Director Guo, Xu Qingli's uncle, are also listed.

What Zhou Mo didn't expect was that Zhou Zheng appeared at the back of the team.

Zhou Zheng also didn't expect Zhou Mo to be there, the two looked at each other from a distance across several rows of conference tables and greeted each other with their eyes.

In the end, Zhou Zheng sat right behind Han Shen in order.

Zhou Mo and Zhou Zheng made eye contact, and naturally they couldn't avoid Han Shen.

Han Shen raised his eyes and glanced at her briefly, then withdrew his gaze, turned his head and talked to Xu Qingli on the side.

In Zhou Mo's eyes, the two were very close, and there seemed to be a thorn in her eyes.