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210 Dismissed

The education department has held several meetings in succession in the past few days. It is said that the quarrels were quite fierce. Jiang Hua did not know what they were arguing about. Anyway, Zhong Shanyue told him all this.

I was born in the south of the Yangtze River and lived in Youzhou in the north of the Great Wall. I really hoped for a gold cup with a jade pot, but I didn't expect to get Hu Zou. I was accompanied by a matchmaker inside, and my head was covered with a brocade quilt outside. I undressed and took off my belt for you to travel around. I was so handsome and dressed in white flesh.

It was the Dragon Boat Festival, and Jiang Hua was holding the rice dumplings from Daoxiang Village and preparing to feast when suddenly the phone at home rang.

Carrying the rice dumplings just out of the pot, Jiang Hua picked up the phone and asked, "Hello, who is this?"

"Is it Comrade Jianghua?"

"Yes, you are?"

"We are the Ministry of Education. We have a meeting at nine o'clock tomorrow morning and invite you to attend. I hope you can attend on time."

"Oh well."

Just after hanging up the phone, Jiang Hua screamed, and the hot rice dumplings burned the tips of his fingers.

Whether it's a meeting or a conference, Jiang Hua has a lot of experience.

The next day Jiang Hua didn't wear a suit, he was wearing a straight Mao suit. There was a Modu pen in his jacket pocket and a small notebook in his pocket.

When we arrived at the venue, the receptionist was immediately confused and asked: "Are you the representative of CITIC? Are you from Xiangjiang?"

"If it's true, I'm Jiang Hua, the representative of Xiangjiang CITIC Corporation."

The staff asked in confusion: "Then why are you dressed like this? I don't know, I thought you were one of our own comrades."

Jiang Hua turned around in a circle, raised his hand and asked: "Is there something wrong with me? I am a comrade. It turns out that I worked in diplomacy. I was transferred there after CITIC was established."

The staff member scratched his head and said, "My mother, it turns out that she is really one of our own. I thought the representative of CITIC Company was a Hong Kong veteran who came from Hong Kong."

There was a moment of silence between the two, but the guy quickly reacted: "What about that? Go in, there will be someone inside to arrange for you."

Arrangement, this word sounds a bit perplexing.

After entering the venue, Jiang Hua found that the venue was too educational. It was the same as the lecture theater he attended in college.

His seat was actually in the front row. He originally wanted to find a corner to be lazy. After all, a group of old pedants were bickering, and it was both indistinguishable and boring.

Now, now that he has to sit in the front row in front of everyone, in order to show his respect for the education department, Jiang Hua has to work hard no matter what.

The meeting process was indeed as Jiang Hua expected, dull, boring, and boring. These old scholars really quoted the classics, from pre-Qin literature to the complete works of Marxism-Leninism, and in the end no one was convinced.

There was not a single word recorded in Jiang Hua's little notebook. Look at the man next to him. His pen was flying, his strokes were like a knife, and his dots were like peach, writing several large sheets of paper.

"Comrade Jiang Hua, please come up and talk about it. We have held meetings for several days in a row, but we have been unable to reach a unified understanding. Please help us develop our ideas."

Jiang Hua walked up to the rostrum bravely, and his scalp felt a little numb when he looked at the scrutinizing eyes of the group of old scholars below.

"The seniors just spoke very well, quoting scriptures, but I didn't understand a few words."

There was a lot of contemptuous laughter, and Jiang Hua continued: "If you want me to say it, I can't quote from the classics. I can only tell you a very helpless but must-face reality, that is, the country has no money.

."

"Since ancient times, everyone has thought that the education department is a clean water yamen, and the ancient Ministry of Rites is a noble official. However, what I want to tell you is that modern scientific education research is a matter full of copper odor.

Money can’t do it.”

"Our country's leaders once said that they would build atomic bombs even if they were wearing their pants. You may sound sad, but this just shows one thing. High-tech scientific research requires a huge amount of money."

"You are all the backbone of the education department. You may receive many reports every day when you sit in the office. The provinces and cities apply for education funding for universities, middle schools and primary schools. That is an astronomical amount, but it can only guarantee the most basic needs.

, you should go to major research institutes and major universities to see how many laboratories are waiting for support."

"Maybe some people have said that now we should carry forward the spirit of not being afraid of hardship and not being afraid of death. Yes, experimenters can carry forward this spirit, but experimental equipment and experimental raw materials require money, and even the distilled water used in the laboratory also needs money.

money."

"Someone said again, isn't distilled water just boiled water, the water vapor formed after condensation, yes or no. It is indeed distilled water, but it cannot be used in laboratories. That kind of distilled water is not qualified. If you want to prepare qualified distilled water,

It also requires extremely sophisticated equipment, which also requires money."

"If even water costs so much, you can imagine how much money scientific research will cost."

Someone stood up and said: "That cannot be sponsored by capitalists."

"Why can't they use their funds to solve our technical problems? You have to know that after solving the problems, this technology belongs to us. Only when you solve the current problem can you solve the next problem."

Jiang Hua made a gesture: "Everyone, science is a ladder. Only when you can climb the first ladder can you climb the second ladder. And you too underestimate the development potential of our country. Maybe only capitalists can sponsor it."

, but maybe in the future, our own people will open companies, and after making money, they will sponsor your research, and use the technology you researched to make more money, and ultimately realize the great renaissance of flower growers."

"What if he wants to sponsor our secret technology?"

Jiang Hua smiled and said: "You won't be fooled by me, will you? The initiative is in our hands. We can let him sponsor or not. Besides, do you think the country's key confidentiality technologies also need their sponsorship?

The state will allocate funds.”

There was a faint round of applause, and an old man stood up and said, "Although I still don't think it's appropriate, it seems that what you said is in line with the trend of national development. I reserve my opinion, but I have no objection for the time being."

Jiang Hua remembered that this old man should be the leader of the opposition. When he spoke, the three or five supporters could not refute him. Now that he does not object, this matter will be easier to handle.

Leader Zhang turned to the secretary and asked: "Have you written down everything Jiang Hua said just now? You must write it down verbatim."

After being affirmed, Leader Zhang nodded and said: "For the time being, we have reached an internal agreement. I will form a document and ask my superiors for approval. Before receiving a formal reply, please do not spread the results of this meeting and adjourn the meeting."

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