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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirteen The Duke

"Look, Duke King."

As Yang Rui expected, when 32-year-old Li Wenqiang came to the door, he saw the painted black Duke King.

It’s not OK to not see it. Although there are not many people interviewing and they have notified the time, in order not to be late, everyone will come in advance for a while, standing at the door, bored, and apart from talking, they are stunned by the four cars.

Wang Lei, who was arranged to come at the same time, was a little fat man. He touched his head, laughed twice, and said, "I don't know the car, so our county party secretary drove a Beijing jeep. The best one in our county is that, this car is better."

Li Wenqiang's eyes twitched: "Your county? Which unit are you from?"

The fat little Wang Lei became even more shy: "I am from the Agricultural Science Institute, Longhua County Agricultural Science Institute. My name is Wang Lei, and the thunder in Laser is the one next to the golden character. My father is a middle school chemistry teacher. I have always regretted that I didn't have the opportunity to do nuclear engineering, so I gave me this name."

"Your dad is quite modern." Li Wenqiang was amused and crying, a little fun, and a little worried. He submitted his resume from a university in Xi'an, and he felt that he was biased enough, but he didn't expect that there was a county agricultural science institute.

To be honest, as far as the current distribution method is concerned, provincial agricultural science institutes are useless. It is important to take care of the seeds, but it is too difficult to achieve some results. Others will finish a Western blot in a few days. How long does it take for the agricultural science institute to raise a batch of seeds? How long does it take to develop a new seed?

As for the county-level agricultural science institute, in Li Wenqiang's opinion, it is not much different from agricultural technicians. To put it simply, the county agricultural science institute is a genuine agricultural technician, which is equivalent to a doctor in a county-level hospital. If you say that there is no difference between him and a barefoot doctor, it is still a little different. If you say there is a difference, there is not much difference.

"Agricultural technicians" like Wang Lei have all come for an interview, which makes Li Wenqiang wonder what is going on in this "ion channel" laboratory?

The little fat man was despised when he met, but he still smiled at the car: "This car is not cheap. If it is all from our laboratory, how rich would it be."

"At least 300,000 or 400,000." Li Wenqiang's interest decreased a lot, and he smiled listlessly, "You said you have opened our laboratory, and you are quite confident in interviewing."

"A experimental assistant, what confidence or not? Just do it all." Wang Lei said carelessly: "I actually don't want to come. I want to go to Shenzhen. My father disagreed and said that if I go into the business, he will break away from my father-son relationship with me. So, then come to the laboratory here."

Li Wenqiang was so smart that he didn't need Xiaopang to say that, and he understood immediately: "What do you mean is that you won't be organized here?"

"Yeah..." Wang Lei was bored for a moment, and also reacted, asking, "Are you here to take the position of a position with a position? Alas, I want to have a position with a position of a position, but I didn't give it to me, so I called me and asked if I had an experimental assistant. I would like to do it. The salary in the Hong Kong laboratory is quite high, so I will come here to try it. I won't be able to do it."

Wang Lei’s mentality is very stable.

Only with comparison can you be happy. Li Wenqiang suddenly felt much more comfortable and smiled and said, "You are quite good at it, but the salary of foreign-funded enterprises is indeed high, which is more realistic than the staffing."

"Look at how much you give it. If you can get 500, I will stay. No, I will go to Shenzhen even if I get scolded by my father. Oh, I won't talk about this anymore. You said this car is worth 300,000 or 400,000, who will drive it for? Do we have the chance to drive it?"

"I guess the school car will park here." Li Wenqiang said uncertainly: "Peking University is a deputy ministerial-level unit. I don't know if it can be equipped with this. This car is really luxurious. It's not enough to get 400,000 yuan. If it is officially imported, it will definitely be more expensive."

Compared with the Santana, which was produced in 1985, the Duke King is indeed much more luxurious. The V6 engine alone is much higher-end than the four-cylinder Santana.

As for the leather automatic adjustment seats, electric lathes and other small configurations are even more abundant and dazzling.

In fact, when it was decided to introduce the first foreign model in the early 1980s, Santana was selected because it was a relatively economical model. The more anticipated Crown and Duke King were not selected because it was too luxurious.

Because China in the 1980s needed an economical and durable and multi-purpose vehicle.

Santana can be used for both business cars and taxis, and has inherited many of Volkswagen's reliable technology, thus becoming the first choice.

In the 1980s and 1990s, the Crown and Duke King were synonymous with luxury cars, and even the Bentleys had to avoid their edge. In contrast, although the more luxurious Bentley and Maybach entered China in the future, by that time, more expensive sports cars were common among Chinese people, and the feeling was completely different.

The four Duke Kings, the cost of more than two million, were placed at the door so steadily, emitting a dark light.

The more Li Wenqiang looked at it, the more itched he became. He had hundreds of thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't help but think: If you are an administrative officer and become the director, you will have the chance to be the Duke and King, but I don't know when I will be able to take it. It's really unfair!

"Wang Lei, it's your turn." Bai Ling's youthful and beautiful voice was crisp.

The little fat man quickly responded, smiled at Li Wenqiang and went in.

Not long after, the fat man came out of the inner room and raised his thumbs to Li Wenqiang with a smile.

Li Wenqiang felt nervous inexplicably.

"A salary of 650 yuan a month, a salary of more than 14 months a year, and there are various benefits. You can give things at least once a quarter, rice, pork, belt fish, and fruit. Can you think about it?" The fat man was about to burst his mouth.

Li Wenqiang couldn't think of it, so he just asked: "Is it a laboratory in Hong Kong? What laboratory?"

"I didn't ask the Hong Kong Huarui Laboratory in detail, I just gave it a money for two thousand yuan. My body can't sell for two thousand yuan, so what if I don't care." Comrade Wang Lei didn't know that one day, he would also be a middle-class American professor with a car, a house and a swimming pool.

Comrade Li Wenqiang, who will become an academician of the Three Kingdoms in the future, is now a middle-aged and young man who has only been working for a few years and has a hard time supporting his family. He listens to the 2,000 yuan settlement fee and a salary of 800 yuan. He is extremely moved, and his mind is comparing the pros and cons of Huarui Laboratory Peking University.

"Mr. Li Wenqiang, please come here." Bai Ling came over in professional attire, immense youthfulness.

Li Wenqiang felt dizzy, and got up and covered his forehead before walking forward. He did not forget to ask on the way: "What is the relationship between Huarui Laboratory and Peking University?"

"Mr. Yang Rui is also a consultant to Huarui Laboratory and the head of Peking University Ion Channel Laboratory." Bai Ling was also talking, and her mind was also turbulent. When she heard about this for the first time, she thought Yang Rui was joking.

Li Wenqiang was also digesting the news. After seeing Yang Rui, he felt even more at a loss in his mind.

"Are you Yang Rui?" Before Li Wenqiang came here, he had read Yang Rui's paper and learned about this person.

However, he had never seen Yang Rui's photos, and he was even more unaware that he was so young.

Moreover, he is handsome!

Yang Rui had answered such a question many times, but just smiled and turned the topic into formality.

The two of them made in-depth discussions on their respective research directions - this is Li Wenqiang's feeling, not Yang Rui's.

For Yang Rui, after publishing CELL, at least in the field of ion channels, he has indeed reached the world-class level. In terms of the new technologies he has developed, he has occupied the hot spots.

For a researcher, it is impossible to cover everything, so unless Li Wenqiang can understand the most advanced ion channel technology, he will not talk about in-depth.

However, with China's current technical level, it is patented by a few top research institutions to release the ion channels inside cells.

Comrade Li Wenqiang, who was 32 years old at the time, might become a big rush in a certain field in the future, but now the young cow horns have not grown, and the cute and cute ones have followed Yang Rui's rhythm.

After leaving, Li Wenqiang felt good, and Yang Rui's feelings were only average. There was no way. He interviewed four or five young cattle at the level of academicians. Including the Yangtze River scholar-level, there were definitely more than 10 people. As for how many people could be left, it depends on fate.

Speaking of the topic, Yang Rui coughed and said, "Old Li, what are your requirements for the staffing? You must do it, or do you need to do it?"

Li Wenqiang immediately felt shocked and hurriedly said, "It must be organized."

In his understanding, there are two concepts of having a staffing or not.

Yang Rui shook his head and said, "Don't rush to refuse."

Li Wenqiangguang saw Yang Rui shook his head and said anxiously: "Is it because I am not good enough? How many people are in front?"

"Several people are in consideration." Yang Rui said, pulling out a box from under the table, opening it in front of Li Wenqiang, and saying, "If you don't want to organize it, this money will be your compensation and signing fee."

In the box, stacks of RMB were neatly placed.

A total of 20 stacks.

The largest denomination of RMB is now 10 yuan, a stack of one hundred pieces, tied up with bank notes, only one thousand yuan.

Twenty stacks of RMB were lined up in four rows in the box, just filling the box.

Although it is a bit shallow, it is also a solid box of money.

Li Wenqiang's eyes were bulging out, and he wished he could grow horns.

Men who have just gotten married are the most short of money. They need money to decorate houses, buy furniture, and get wedding banquets. Even if there is no bride price, Li Wenqiang still spends money like flowing water and has not paid off his debt for several years.

Li Wenqiang never dared to think about 20,000 yuan.

"Is this for me?" Li Wenqiang said this, and his heart was beating. The wedding banquet he held at home was very large, with a total of more than twenty tables. Including other expenses, it cost more than 1,000 yuan to get married, which was more than his two-year salary. At this time, the guests who attended the banquet gave very little gifts, including one cent, two cents and five cents, one cents and two cents, and five cents.

Li Wenqiang lost more than 1,000 yuan at his wedding. After paying his monthly salary, he always paid back the money first. I don’t know how hard it is. I sent a resume to change jobs. From Li Wenqiang’s perspective, he was more interested in solving his wife’s job and getting more salary.

But 20,000 yuan? Li Wenqiang didn't know how to spend it.

Yang Rui had already seen Li Wenqiang's expression at this time on the faces of more than ten people.

At least he found a well-known professor in the future. His current level is hard to say, and his attitude and goals are definitely good. Therefore, Yang Rui offered high salaries of varying numbers without hesitation.

As a future academician of the Three Kingdoms, Li Wenqiang received the highest treatment from Yang Rui, with 20,000 yuan in cash, which made him unable to recover for a long time.

Yang Rui silently felt the pleasure of using money to knock out the big bull.

For academicians of the Three Kingdoms, universities often spend money in the future, and generally have to prepare more than 1 billion yuan. Of course, that is funding, but how to use it is actually someone else's business.

It is just the actual salary, and it is usually 1 million to pay for academicians. It doesn’t matter if you pay 5 million or 10 million. Anyway, what people really care about is the funding.

Even in the 1980s, it was extremely expensive to dig professors. The poor ones were always calfs. Before they grew horns, they were treated as good as those with fat beef cattle.

"I...I don't know." Li Wenqiang said dejectedly, "I want to go home to discuss it. 20,000 yuan will be replaced with the establishment...I don't know either."

"No problem, you have a week to consider. If you agree, Huarui Laboratory can also provide you with a car." Yang Rui pointed to the Duke King outside and placed a large basket of stones on the balance.
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