"Hello, may I ask..."

"Professor Yang went abroad."

The doorman, Mr. Qin, looked out the window lazily. In the early winter, the capital city was a little desolate, and the trees on both sides of the road slowly and firmly fell leaves, causing a lot of trouble to the cleaners every day.

However, the concierge is an independent booth, and burning the honeycomb coal is simply...

Uncle Qin thought for a long time but still couldn't recall what the front and back parts of "going to a small building alone into a unified building".

The person who asked the question interrupted Mr. Qin's imagination - can Wenqing's imagination be interrupted? Mr. Qin's tone cannot be said to be friendly no matter what.

"I know Professor Yang is not here. Who is your current person in charge? Director Xu Zhengping and Director Xu? Can you invite him to come?" The cadre standing outside the gate was carrying two black bags in his hand, and two strong men were following him, looking very imposing.

Uncle Qin didn't care how many men they had. There was a police booth next to him, and the police uncle inside... To him, the police nephews were all with guns, so no one dared to cause trouble.

Uncle Qin looked at the three of them and said lazily again: "Director Xu is also very busy. If you have any problems, which unit you belong to, please register first."

As he said that, he picked up the registration book and picked up the pen again.

The cadres outside the post said angrily: "You call first. With your attitude, aren't you afraid of delaying things?"

"We are a research institute here. You are not engaged in academic research, so you can't delay anything." Mr. Qin said the four words of academic research, and his pronunciation was very heavy and clear, and said, "It depends on you being a state-owned enterprise. Beijing officials are poor and cannot afford to buy such good clothes as you."

If you want to look at people, Mr. Qin, who has been a gatekeeper for many years, has long been perfect.

However, the cadres outside the post were said to be absent.

How to break it if you are despised? It was probably the first thought in his mind.

Academic discrimination against state-owned enterprises is actually not a new news.

This kind of trend was already happening in China decades ago.

Not to mention the inherent pride of cultural people, the status of both parties is first and foremost unequal.

In the industry or business world, it is common for them to seek in the academic world, from parts tolerances, material ratios, chemical use, to industrial integration and transformation, etc., there are many problems that the industry itself cannot solve, and they are used to seeking help from the business world.

From the perspective of the business community, their demand for the industry is almost nothing. Unless they are scholars who are interested in interpersonal relationships, most scholars have no good feelings for the industry that only ask for and don’t pay.

Some people may say that there is money in the business world.

However, money from the business world has been rarely given to the academic world before.

The operating model of the planned economy is that the institute provides technology and information to the enterprise community, produces and sells the enterprise community, and then pays taxes to the state, and finally the state funding is allocated to maintain and operate the institute.

In this process, the institute is the upstream of the business community and does not require direct transfer of interests from the business community. This is also not allowed.

Since there is no money to collect and do things, the academic community is naturally qualified to despise the business community.

As for the personal income of scholars and the personal income of state-owned enterprises, it will not affect the operation of the contempt chain. Isn’t that a noble person despises the stinky man?

Assimilation of the cadre who was blocked by Mr. Qin was actually used to being despised by the academic community.

However, he couldn't hold back his temper today.

Facing the corner of Mr. Qin's upturned mouth, Fei Assimilation blew and threw down a black bag on the spot. He thrust and tore it apart. The sound was not loud, but he said with pride: "I came here to send money. If your Director Xu is not interested, I will really go back."

In the black handbag, there is a pack of cash, which is probably as much as 100,000 yuan.

The great unity of 10 yuan per piece is tempting, and the new ones stretch their arms and legs are eye-catching.

Fei Assang-Hua let Uncle Qin see clearly, then he zipped the black bag again and asked, "Is that OK? I just said, please Director Xu to get the money."

"What money is used for?" Although Mr. Qin was a little shocked, his speech speed still did not change.

"You ask your Director Xu to come, otherwise I will bring back the money."

"Professor Yang said that we can't ask for money from unknown origin. Today you just throw the money to me. I can't do things that I can't do." Uncle Qin seemed to be like I wouldn't be bribed by money.

Fei Assimilation didn't want to bribe him, but the little devil was difficult to deal with.

Fei Assimilation could not really delay the main business. He shook his head and said, "This money is for you Professor Yang, the donation from our Southern Chemical Industry."

"Donation? Money given for free?"

"This...well, it's free money." Fei Assimilation waived the nonsense of explanation.

Uncle Qin nodded and said, "It's good to give it free money. According to what you mean, did you tell Professor Yang?"

"certainly."

"Your unit went out with Professor Yang's group, right?" Uncle Qin suddenly said, and his hand was still stroking his chin, as if Guan Yu was looking at his sister-in-law.

Fei Tonghua was shocked and then smiled bitterly: "There are other companies coming?"

"See what you said, it's already midday. If you drag it out for a while, the finance department won't charge you. Wait..." Mr. Qin picked up the phone, nagged for a few words, then opened the door and said, "You wait in front and ask the bankers to count before entering."

As he said that, two staff members wearing bank uniforms appeared in front of Fei Asangi.

Under the command of the two, Fei Assuming placed a large black bag on a simple table as if he was paying a ransom.

"We are mainly afraid that we will be confused after entering, so someone will throw away the money in front of us. It took a long time to find it." Xu Zhengping rushed over quickly and explained to Fei Assimilation with a smile.

Fei Tomhua looked at the bank staff who were counting money and said unhappily: "You guys are really nervous."

"There's no way, it's too messy inside." Xu Zhengping said half apologizing: "You sit and have a cup of tea, we'll do it quickly. It's convenient to go in. You'll see it later. It's really messy inside."

Fei Chenghua nodded happily. Anyone who sent the money to him and failed to receive the grand reception he expected would probably do this.

However, it is not enough not to donate money. The boss followed Yang Rui abroad, and people from a factory were waiting to change the production line. At this time, we could not make a quick effort for a little money.

"300,000 is right." The bank's people ordered money very quickly, and they were specially allocated.

"Okay, then let's go in." Xu Zhengping apologized again, then took Fei Tomhua and others to cross a path, passed the gates of two bank guards and two school security guards, and then pushed open the door inside, and heard a dense sound of waving.

Countless stacks of banknotes were stacked in the yard like hills.

Fei Shanhua suddenly understood why he had to count money in the front yard.

Once you enter this door, you can get tens of millions of donations if you bend down.

"Okay, let's put the money here." Xiao Chen didn't know how much money he had managed for Yang Rui, but today he was even more guarding Qianshan like a big enemy, his eyes staring like a copper bell.

Most of the current corporate transactions use cash.

Domestic bank checks are very difficult to use. Not only are they troublesome to record the bill, but they are often refunded.

Considering the difficulty of asking for money, people are generally unwilling to accept payment for checks. As for transfers that often take more than three days to successfully, it is usually not the way they like.

In short, unless it is necessary to operate, companies and individuals in the 1980s were used to using cash.

Whenever it is time for some large enterprises to pay their wages, they often use cars to bring in money. Tens of thousands of workers pay their wages in cash, and their workload is enough to support countless accounting and financial departments.

Even so, the salary paid by ordinary companies is in the order of one or two million yuan, and it is mostly distributed to different financial and accounting departments.

It is really rare to pile up money in one go.

"How many families have come here to pay the money?" Fei Shanhua couldn't help but ask.

"It's not much. Some families donated a little more, and the sum is quite large." Xu Zhengping said, slapped his forehead and said, "Xiao Chen, has the list been sorted out? You have to hurry up and send a telegram to Director Yang."

"Oh, I'm out, let's take a photo of the unit name and amount, right?"

"Yes, sort it out in order, don't make the amount wrong."

Fei Assisted the conversation between the two people, he suddenly felt shocked.

The scale of this overseas procurement team is very large. You can tell with a beard that the varieties you purchase are different. There are always some purchasing first and then purchasing, and even a certain product needs a large quantity, which may have to be distributed to different factories.

At this time, it is very particular for anyone who can get cheap and good equipment.

Will it be too little to donate at a minimum of 300,000?

I can't help but think so.

Although Chinese people in 1987 were just having enough food and clothing, the foundation of old state-owned enterprises was still very strong. Enterprises like Southern Chemical Industry, which had no private competition, could allocate 300,000 yuan to the kindergarten canteen every year.

Thinking about the factory director in the delegation, he might have been despised because of the small amount of money for young children to eat. Fei Assimilation inexplicably felt that the master was humiliated and the minister died.
Chapter completed!