Yang Jun fired the first shot of the work of the institute with thunderous means and strong courage.

At the same time, he also set his own rules in the research institute.

He doesn't know anything about research topics and experiments, but no one is allowed to interfere in the management of this area, and he doesn't want to hear different voices.

In the afternoon of the same day, more than 400 people from the entire research institute carried out a vigorous cleaning activity.

The young university students took the initiative to take on the task of cleaning the hospital, and the senior experts buried themselves in writing research reports.

Today, the Finance Department received the first investment from the rolling mill, which is a full 50,000 yuan.

Now that the institute has start-up funds, the various research laboratories have relocated the long-abandoned topics, and no one wants to miss this batch of research funds.

Although Yang Jun said that there are still a few research funds in the future, everyone wants to start the research project as soon as possible, after all, people have been idle for too long.

With scientific research funding, it means that their livelihood is guaranteed.

During the shutdown, their wages and salaries have dropped a lot, which is only enough to sustain their lives, and now that the project is restarted, then their wages and wages will be restored to before.

Yang Jun also knew that the 50,000 yuan was not much, but after all, it gave hope to the people in the research institute. 、

The significance of this money is not only as simple as restarting research, but also laying a solid foundation for his future work in the institute.

The meeting lasted more than two hours.

This was the longest meeting in Yang Jun's history.

If it weren't for holding his urine, he would have had to announce the adjournment of the meeting.

After the meeting, I went back to the office and followed Huang Yani to the cafeteria to eat.

There are less than 900 people in the institute, half of whom are distributed in various research institutes, and there are less than 500 people in this institute.

Therefore, the entire research institute is a canteen.

The cafeteria is at the back of the two laboratory buildings, a five-minute walk.

As soon as Yang Jun entered the cafeteria, he heard a "bang".

As far as the eye could see, I saw hundreds of diners in the cafeteria standing up to welcome him.

"Hello Dean!"

The crowd shouted in unison.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, and a trace of excitement suddenly flashed in his heart.

From their voices, Yang Jun heard a hint of gratitude.

Regardless of whether Yang Jun is overbearing or not, or whether he is too young and qualified to be the dean, these will not be mentioned, but he does bring hope to the research institute, at least they will no longer be idle all day long like before.

Today, they have already started to prepare for the resumption of research, or in a few days, the project will be approved, and then they will have something to do, and they don't have to spend all day idly swinging the dragon gate array to sweep the yard.

"Hello comrades."

"You're welcome, sit down and eat."

Yang Jun smiled and waved to greet them.

Then he walked towards the place where he was cooking.

There is no window in the place where the rice is served, and it is not separated by an iron fence, but several large pots of vegetables are placed on the countertop, and everyone can see what they want to eat at a glance.

The institute is a place where literati gather, and everyone eats very gently, and there will be no such thing as a steel rolling mill pillar hitting people from the window.

Today's lunch is black buns.

This black bun is a mixture of sorghum flour and stick flour. ….

Yang Jun has eaten this kind of thing, not to mention it, it is difficult to swallow, and his neck is desperately hooked up when he eats it.

The dish is even simpler, with only cabbage stewed vermicelli and boiled shredded potatoes.

The vermicelli was black, probably potato flour, and it looked a little disgusting, and as for the shredded potatoes, there were white flowers, and there was not even an oil star on it.

Yang Jun suddenly lost his appetite, turned around and shook his head slightly at Huang Yani.

Then he said to the man in the white coat inside,

"You all eat this?"

The person who was cooking was a woman in her forties, who saw Yang Jun and asked questions

, gestured with his hand, and then, stared at Yang Jun stunned without speaking.

At this time, Zhou Hai, who was eating on the side, came over.

whispered to Yang Jun,

"Dean, Sister Wang is deaf and mute, he can't hear what you say."

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, then turned back to the woman and nodded slightly to apologize.

"I'm sorry, I don't know......

The woman seemed to be used to it, and waved her hand to show that he didn't have to take it to heart.

Yang Jun glanced at Zhou Hai, the person who asked Huang Yani to remind him to be on guard, pondered for a moment, and asked,

"Vice Dean Zhou, usually everyone in our courtyard eats these?"

Hearing this, Zhou Hai smiled bitterly.

"Dean, it would be nice if you could eat these meals every day, but this kind of food is not something you can eat every day."

"Usually there is only one dish, but I heard that the dean came to take office today, so I specially ordered the kitchen to make one more dish."

When Yang Jun heard this, his heart was sour.

I didn't expect the life of the research institute to be so difficult, and even half of the food in the rolling mill could not be compared.

The rolling mill can see meat at least every three or five times, and the most inferior is also the stick noodles, and this kind of black nest is never seen.

It's no wonder that they eat poorly, the research institute has been suspended, and some of them are good to eat.

"You are a precious talent in the hospital, and a lot of experimental research is waiting for you, and it is not good if you can't keep up with nutrition." Yang Jundao.

"That's no way, first, there are no scientific research topics, and second, there is no scientific research funding, and it is already very good to maintain the status quo." Zhou Haidao.

Yang Jun saw that his brows were furrowed deeply, and he could see that he was worried about the livelihood of the whole hospital.

If his performance is consistent on the outside, then he is also a practical person.

Yang Jun needs help now, but he is not bold enough to be completely at ease alone.

He decided not to rush it for a while, and then observe and observe for a while.

"You call the people in charge of the cafeteria, and I have something to tell them."

"Okay, Dean."

Zhou Hai responded, he didn't call people, but personally called the manager of the canteen.

After coming over for a while, I saw Zhou Hai leading two people, one fat and one thin.

Zhou Hai pointed to the fat man who was five big and three thick and said, "Dean, this is Liang Jian, the director of the canteen."

Then he pointed to the thin man who looked like a bamboo pole: "This is Zhang Zhiyang, the chef of the canteen."

"Hello Dean."

The two shouted respectfully.

Yang Jun blinked, looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression, and then cast an inquiring look at Zhou Hai. ….

You're not mistaken, shouldn't the fat man be the chef and the thin person be the canteen director?

Zhou Hai seemed to understand Yang Jun's eyes, and quickly explained,

"Dean, Director Liang is a very capable comrade, if he hadn't been going up and down, the food in our hospital might have been cut off long ago."

Yang Jun listened and didn't say anything.

He firmly believes in the truth that "a cook does not steal grains".

The cook has become thin like that, and you can imagine what the people below have become.

However, Liang Jian, the director of the canteen, has a fat brain and intestines, five big and three thick, if he can grow like this if he eats Wowotou, he Yang Jun will eat live in front of the whole hospital.

However, at present, he is not ready to have more rights and wrongs, first sit on his ass and then talk about it, and there will be a chance to clean him up in the future.

Yang Jun glanced at Liang Jian, and then fixed his eyes on the head chef Zhang Zhiyang.

"You're not a qualified cook......

"Yes, Dean, I am at fault, please punish me."

Zhang Zhiyang was well-behaved, and before Yang Jun finished speaking, he hurriedly admitted his mistake.

"I mean, there's no one else who is as thin as you, don't you feel ashamed?" Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said.

"Huh?"

Zhang Zhiyang was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and pretended to wipe his tears with a bitter face: "Dean, I'm sorry for the craftsmanship passed down by my ancestors, I am ashamed of my ancestors."

Seeing this, Yang Jun was suddenly full of black lines.

He found out that he had come across a living treasure.

This thin cook is not as honest as he seems, but a very sleek man.

Give him a step, and he'll be able to slide down on his own.

Zhang Zhiyang's clumsy acting skills made Yang Jun laugh, and even Zhou Hai, who was on the side, couldn't stop laughing.

"Okay, Zhang Zhiyang, this is not Tianqiao talking about cross talk, you can come back honestly if the dean asks you." Zhou Haidao.

Zhang Zhiyang wiped the corner of his eye with his sleeve and didn't exist at all, put away the appearance of hanging his child, and said with a solemn face,

"Dean, if you have anything to ask, I will answer it truthfully."

Yang Jun waved his hand and said, "There's nothing to ask, it's just to tell you that tomorrow's food will be raised to a higher level, and you are not required to have meat, but at least you have to see Youxingzi, can you do it?"

When Zhang Zhiyang heard this, he glanced at Liang Jian beside him, and then shook his head and said,

"Dean, I can't do it."

"It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice, even if I want to cut my own meat and add a meat dish, you see that there are no two taels of meat."

After Zhang Zhiyang finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves to reveal his skinny arms and showed them to everyone.

Sure enough, there are no two taels of meat.

Yang Jun and Zhou Hai smiled bitterly, and then the two subconsciously set their eyes on Liang Jian, who was three big and three thick.

Seeing this, Liang Jian trembled with fright.

Frightened: "No, human flesh is very firewood, I ...... it."

Yang Jun waved his hand, he was not in the mood to joke.

There are many problems in the hospital, and there are many problems waiting for him to solve.

He didn't want to waste his energy on that.

"You are the director of the canteen, so I will ask you if you can bring up the food if you can allocate money to you."

Liang Jian's fat face looked very small.

I saw his little eyes roll a little, and said,

"It depends on how much money you allot, if you have enough money, you can eat meat for a while."

When Yang Jun heard this, he felt very uncomfortable.

He hates this kind of bargaining subordinates the most, and before the money is approved, he has found a way back.

Yang Jun took advantage of his face, waved his hand, and motioned for him to stand aside.

Then he said to Zhang Zhiyang: "I'll introduce someone to you, you go to him to ask for food, if you still can't see meat dishes in the canteen in the future, don't blame me for throwing you into the pot and stewing."

When Zhang Zhiyang heard this, he trembled with fright.

"Dean, don't worry, if I can't do it, I don't need your orders, I'll jump into the pot and stew myself by myself."

Hearing this, Yang Jun nodded, and turned back to Huang Yani.

"Tell him the stone's contact information."

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