Throughout the morning, Wang Ai not only listened, but also thought. Of course he understood what Old Liu meant, and he also repeatedly pondered the feasibility of this matter. Now that Old Liu had spoken out, Wang Ai also
He is no longer hiding it. It’s just that he has been abroad in the past few years and is not very clear about domestic policies. Nan Rendong also said just now that he doesn’t know if there are any policy restrictions in China on personal sponsorship of national projects.
It is still not certain that in more than ten years, weapons and equipment will undergo "military-civilian integration" and rockets will be launched by private companies.
So, after the two of them finished talking, Wang Ai took out the phone and said, "Professor Nan, Lao Liu, in principle, I am willing to spend this money, but I have to first ask if there are high-voltage wires at home."
The two nodded in understanding, then Wang Ai took out his private confidential phone and dialed a number. The call was not connected, and Wang Ai didn't go behind their backs. The call was to his father, and this was what he was asking.
thing.
Wang Bin doesn’t know either. The “Future Fund” he has been managing mainly invests in private Internet companies. Although it also involves scientific research, it is not a national project. The Northern Paper Research Institute is the number one researcher in the field of domestic paper and textiles.
Institute, but it is basically not involved in national projects. The very few projects that cooperate with confidential units are usually assigned by the other party. They are undertaken here, and the research is completed and sent over. But what are the results used for, except
The head of the research institute can probably guess it, but even Wang Bin doesn't know it very well.
The Papermaking Research Institute is of an "outsourcing" nature, which is completely different from Wang Ai's current direct sponsorship. Although generally the problem is not big, Wang Bin does not dare to be vague, especially after hearing Wang Ai say that this big pot lid is the number one in China.
The world's largest later.
Any scientific research project that ranks first in the world is no joke, and no matter how cautious you are, you cannot be too cautious.
After Wang Bin hung up the phone, Wang Ai and the other three waited for an hour before the news came back. Wang Bin specifically asked the Policy and Regulations Department of the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense. This matter was really a bit peripheral, but the regulations were quite old.
It's not very useful. For this matter, I specifically asked the leader for instructions. The leader asked Wang Bin to ask: "How much will Xiao Wang spend this time?"
After Wang Ai heard the question, he immediately replied: "I don't have much money in my overseas advertising account. I still have about 600 more. I want to keep some spare. In this way, I can make up 500."
Wang Bin didn't say anything, hung up the phone, and later called back: "Yes, but you are not allowed to mention specific projects in publicity, and you are not allowed to donate privately to the scientists themselves or their project teams. The target of the donation is the National Astronomical Observatory."
Wang Ai immediately said: "I promise not to reveal a word to anyone."
This time Wang Bin's voice was softer and he hung up the phone with a "hmm" sound. Wang Ai held the phone and pouted: He is becoming more and more leadership-like.
The above was correct, Wang Ai also relaxed and smiled at the two of them: "It's settled, let's paddle to the shore. When we get ashore, we will go to the Bank of China. I will open an account, and then go to the National Observatory to hand in the deposit slip."
"
Professor Nan was not worried about Tongtian'er's affairs, so he hurriedly paddled to the shore in excitement. The almost sixty-year-old man was panting.
After arriving at the shore, he excitedly walked out of the park. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and said hesitantly: "In such a hurry?"
"Yes, there will be a training camp for the National Olympics tomorrow."
"Well, then we have to have a donation ceremony, right?"
"Don't, don't, it's not easy to keep a high profile on this matter. After all, it's a bit peripheral. I told the boss about it and I promise not to disclose it."
"Then this is really wronging you."
"Tell me this? Professor Nan, I play football just for social practice. My workplace is at the Chinese Society for the History of Philosophy."
Lao Liu also advised: "Lao Nan, don't be embarrassed. It's rare for a person in our philosophy world to make a lot of money, so just let him spend it. Besides, five million is not much, right? That project of yours is not expected
At least 500 million? One percent is."
Professor Nan shook his head: "The money is not much, but the key is Xiao Wang's identity and the nature of the donation. This proves that my project has been recognized by colleagues in the scientific community, even though it is a bit far across the border... Let's talk about Xiao Wang's identity.
, in short, it helped a lot to get my project approved. This symbolic meaning is more important than money."
Wang Ai sounded a little uncomfortable, and waited for Professor Nan to finish speaking before saying: "Investment of 500 million, shouldn't 5 million be one-tenth? Oh, I forgot, I am used to calculating in euros. Mine
There are only euros in overseas accounts."
"Fifty million?" they both said in unison.
The procedure went smoothly. Wang Ai opened a new account at the Bank of China, transferred 5 million euros into it, and then went straight to the National Observatory. By this time, the Observatory had received the letter, and although it was not allowed to be publicized, a sum of money was spent for no reason.
When we got down, the observatory didn't show any sign of distress. The leaders at home came forward and invited Wang Ai to visit. They even left a meal in the evening. It was regarded as a small internal donation ceremony that was not open to the public.
At seven o'clock in the evening, outside the National Observatory, Wang Ai, who had successfully eaten, was sent out by Professor Nan with satisfaction. Before leaving, Professor Nan made a request and asked Wang Ai to give an autograph. His children asked for it, and Wang Ai was in the car.
I looked through it and found a photo that was specially signed by someone. After asking for the name, I wrote a blessing. But when I handed in the photo, I suddenly made a request to Professor Nan.
"Professor Nan, I heard what the leader said today. There is a high chance that your project will be passed. Now you should work on your project, and I am going to play football. I don't know when we can see each other from now on.
, you can also give me a signed photo."
"Me?" Professor Nan pointed to his nose: "Is that what I look like?"
"Is there a confidentiality discipline?" Wang Ai asked carefully.
"Hi! I often go to foreign countries for meetings. Do you really want it?"
"As a souvenir."
"Then when I was having dinner just now, I said that the project was completed and a monument was erected. Why didn't you agree?"
"My teacher told me when I was in school, learn to do good deeds without leaving a name!"
"Alas, alas! Okay, okay, give me your address!"
Wang Ai took out a note from the car and wrote the address, and also wrote the phone number. Wang Ai didn't ask for Professor Nan's phone number, and Professor Nan didn't say to give it to him. Maybe he forgot it, or maybe it was inconvenient. Of course Wang Ai
If you want to find him, just call the National Astronomical Observatory. If you save it directly on your mobile phone, it may be unclear and there may be hidden dangers.
The car drove away from the entrance of the National Observatory. In the rearview mirror, Professor Nan, who looked like a migrant worker, was still waving frequently.
"Goodbye, Professor Nan!" Wang Ai retracted his head from the car window and murmured: "Goodbye, the father of China's Sky Eye!"
This chapter has been completed!