First Come, First
"Menglong, what do you mean by this?" Based on Zhang Menglong's performance just now, Han Jinyu had roughly guessed what Zhang Menglong's purpose was in asking this question.
But this makes no sense. He, Han Jinyu, entered a first-class university in China at the age of 18 and completed his master's and doctorate studies abroad. He is a complete high-level intellectual with wisdom in his head. However, he could never guess that Zhang Mengyu did these things. Picture what.
Having funded their research team with RMB 100 million, Han Jinyu was fully confident that Zhang Mengyu would be able to make back his money within three years when his project was industrialized.
But he spent a huge sum of money to build a particle collider for him. This is outrageous. No matter how great the industrialization is, it may not be able to return the money. Moreover, this kind of equipment is a consumable. Every time The cost of maintenance and personnel per year is an astronomical figure.
To put it bluntly, it is impossible for Zhang Mengyu to get back the money he spent!
He didn't believe what Zhang Mengyu said about supporting their scientific research. Even if he was really rich, sponsoring tens of millions was already an exaggeration. Spending tens of billions, unless his brain was broken, there would be nothing. What other purpose.
As for Zhang Mengyu's purpose, Han Jinyu didn't care at all. As long as he had scientific research funds and top-notch experimental conditions, he would never frown even if he asked for his daughter. Maybe he was a scientific research boss.
"Teacher Han, to be honest with you, I have a lot of money on hand. Now that I have graduated, I really hope to do something for our school, but I can't favor one over the other, right? If you have any other teacher friends who need research funding, I Also willing to invest in them.
"Are you serious?" Han Jinyu was able to get to this level in Jiangnan University of Technology, and his popularity was naturally very good. Otherwise, he would not have been able to get the support of other teachers and leaders to become the head of the department.
As for teachers who lack scientific research funds, are there any scholars in this world who do not lack scientific research funds? Scientific research is a bottomless pit of money, and every teacher is short of money! And there is a special shortage this year, and some teachers have even gone to the hospital because of the funding for scientific research.
If Han Jinyu can help those teachers get research funds, those teachers will owe him Han Jinyu a huge favor. In the future, his prestige in the school, even the principal's, may not be as good as his!
"Of course it's true. It's better to choose a day than to hit it, or today," Zhang Mengyu doesn't have so much time to find those teachers one by one, and if they know that someone is willing to give them scientific research funds, even if they have a broken leg Will it crawl over too?
"Okay, Teacher Han, please inform the teachers in our school that I am willing to give 1 billion to the research team of our school."
"You mean 1 billion?" Han Jinyu took a breath, but thinking that he just spent 25 billion without blinking, this 1 billion might not even hurt him!
"That's right, 1 billion!" Zhang Mengyu nodded and confirmed.
"Okay, okay, I'll call someone right away!"
Han Jinyu quickly took out his mobile phone. Although he was older, in this era of information explosion, these teachers also had their own groups. As the head of the department, Han Jinyu was in many groups.
"Old guys, let me tell you some news. I got a sponsorship for our school today, 1 billion!"
As soon as the news came out, those groups immediately exploded.
"Old Han, are you talking nonsense? Even Jiangnan University only has 5 billion research funds a year. I heard that you are almost breaking your legs running for your graphene project these days. Where did you come from? 1 billion?"
"Hahaha, Old Han, are you crazy about scientific research funding?"
"Old Han, don't be so stressed. Look at Mr. Zhou from the research group next door to you. He is hospitalized."
"That turtle grandson is saying bad things about me behind my back? I just have high cholesterol, which has nothing to do with scientific research!"
"Old guys, I'll give you a chance. Imagine how you want to thank me later." Han Jinyu directly posted the balance of his research group's capital account in those groups.
"Ten million? Old Han, that's okay. If you bite the bullet, maybe there's still hope of completing your project."
"Why, that old stubborn guy from Jinding Group finally agreed to pay?"
"You hometown queens, please look carefully and count the zeros!" Han Jinyu was really speechless to these old guys.
"8...8 zeros? One hundred million?"
"F*ck!" Even the old professors who usually spoke politely couldn't help but start swearing.
"Old Han, what are you holding on to?"
"Damn, 100 million is enough for you to spend your retirement!"
"Congratulations, congratulations to our future Academician Han. With this funding, we are secure!"
"Stop talking nonsense, investors are in my office now. 1 billion, first come, first served. Those who come later will cry!" After Han Jinyu said the last sentence, he closed the group directly.
"This...what Old Han said can't be true, right?"
"This is 1 billion. What kind of investor can come up with so much money at once?"
"His 100 million won't be for porn, right?"
"That old guy Han Jinyu, let alone ps, even if it was Wei Xin's daughter who taught him how to use it, it definitely can't be ps."
"Damn, is what he said true?"
"You guys continue chatting. It suddenly occurred to me that I still have a few documents that I haven't read yet. I'll leave now."
"Hahaha, me too. One of my students seems to have exploded the instrument again. I'll go take a look first."
"I'm leaving too. My doctor wants me to do rehabilitation training. You can continue chatting!"
Each of the dozens of teachers in the group suddenly said that they had something to do, and the originally lively group fell silent.
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"What kind of bad luck did this old Han have to find such an investor? If he dares to lie to me, I will definitely vote against him in the review at that time!" Professor Qi, who has the best relationship with Han Jinyu, borrowed the opportunity to watch. On the pretext of literature, he was the first to come to Han Jinyu's scientific research building.
Based on his understanding of Han Jinyu, he would definitely not make such a joke casually. Maybe it was actually true!
As soon as Professor Qi entered the building, a short and fat professor ran in panting.
"Lao Guo, didn't you say that your student blew up the instrument? What are you doing here?"
"You're still talking about me. Didn't you go read some documents? Your office is not in this building."
"At this moment, a middle-aged man hurriedly came to this building pushing a wheelchair."
"Old Ding? Aren't you in the hospital? Did you do rehabilitation training until you got here?"
"Uh..." Professor Ding was not willing to admit that he came here because of the funds. "Hahaha, the doctor asked me to breathe fresh air. I don't know how I got here after spinning around. "
At this time, they saw a series of figures in the distance gathering towards here.
"Damn, Lao Wang is here too!"
"And Lao Liu, this guy took on a money-burning project last year, and he must be here for the money."
"Okay, stop pretending. Although this 1 billion is a lot, there are dozens of research groups in our college. If we divide it evenly, one research group will only have tens of millions. That old guy Han has got enough One hundred million, we must work hard to get it!"
"That's right. How much funding can we get from investors in a while depends on our own abilities. No one is allowed to cause trouble in the future!"
"Okay! Let's go!"
"Boom!" Zhang Mengyu and Han Jinyu were chatting and drinking tea when a burst of noise suddenly came from outside the door.
"Boom!" The solid door panel was suddenly knocked open by a huge force, and the entire corridor was filled with people, all of whom were teachers who looked to be in their fifties, sixties or even older.
Han Jinyu's face turned dark immediately. He who rarely used swear words couldn't control his self-control and immediately cursed, "Old guys, are you all crazy?"