After the convoy left, Jiang Dayong also took the people from the automobile factory to say goodbye. He had to go to the machinery factory to report the news.
Director Bao looked at the people leaving, looked back at the remaining people, then took a deep breath, and then asked someone to close the door of the institute.
Go back to the office, pick up the key, open the drawer, and take out a document from inside.
I just noticed that the header of the file is a bit long.
"Research on the Storage and Various Components of Blood"
Just looking at the name, you might think it is a general topic. After all, this blood research has been carried out a long time ago.
But when you open the contents, you will find that the blood they studied this time is not ordinary blood.
It's blood sent back from abroad.
Their research is no ordinary routine project either.
Rather, it is the genetic material in the cells in the blood.
Thinking of this, Director Bao felt a heavy weight on his shoulders.
This task is not easy, and is even more difficult than the previous synthesis of bovine insulin.
Because this not only requires them to learn and study the composition of genetic material and explore its mysteries.
Also analyze the differences in the genetic material in each cell.
The former itself is the most cutting-edge scientific research direction at present.
As for the latter, I have never heard of it.
But considering the purpose of their research, Director Bao felt that the latter was more important to them.
Because this research involves the future of a race.
Perhaps one day, other races will also study them.
Maybe one day, someone will come up with this racial weapon.
At that time, they were the only weapons that could fight back.
And he believes that there will definitely be more like-minded people doing research.
When he turned to the last page of the document, Director Bao's expression became even more serious.
‘...In view of the fact that foreign research materials are misleading to a certain extent, especially at key nodes, they will give wrong guidance...'
'When doing research, distinctions should be made...'
‘Prioritize the use of research results from domestic scholars...’
He didn't believe this kind of thing before, but what happened in the past few years and the problems exposed in the machinery industry clearly told him that some foreign forces had already taken action in this regard.
Moreover, various industries have begun inspections.
Although the biological research industry is a new industry, who dares to say that those published papers must be correct?
If it's really fair and equitable, why not their bovine insulin?
"So, no research or information can be trusted!"
Director Bao muttered to himself, then closed the document and put it back to its original place, recalling the previous scene when he met with his superiors.
'Comrade Bao Qingji, now there is a very important task for you...'
'This task may not have any results, it may have very small results, and it may determine the future of our race.'
'But this is what we have to do.'
'Are you willing to accept this arduous and glorious task?'
Director Bao came back to his senses and looked at the photo on the wall. It was a group photo after the successful synthesis of bovine insulin.
Now, many people here have been sent to Sijiu City.
It can be considered that the seeds are left behind.
As for the remaining people, they will become the main force of this research like him.
Perhaps it will remain unknown from now on.
But they never regretted it.
Being able to participate in such an important national-level project is an honor in itself.
Enduring hardship, sacrifice, and dedication have long been engraved in their bones.
Wang Guangmei and the others continued to move forward with their expectations.
Thinking of this, Director Bao smiled and was extremely happy.
"The more difficult it is, the more glorious it is!"
"Chief, I do."
"We are all willing."
...
Machinery factory.
It was already mid-afternoon when Yang Xiaotao received Jiang Dayong's call.
On the phone, Jiang Dayong briefly explained the situation. According to the itinerary, the train at eight o'clock tonight will arrive the day after tomorrow if nothing unexpected happens.
Just have someone drive to pick you up when the time comes.
Then the two talked about the situation at the Shanghai Automobile Factory.
Although the independent production of gasoline engines has allowed automobile manufacturers to get rid of the constraints of imports, independent production still faces many problems.
The first thing to bear the brunt is the issue of production value.
The original Shanghai brand truck produced using imported engines cost about 3,000 yuan.
Among them, the cost of imported engines accounts for half.
But now, although everything is made locally, production costs should theoretically come down, but in fact this is not the case.
Now, the production of a gasoline engine requires several factories in Shanghai to cooperate to provide parts. Originally, only slight improvements were needed, but now production materials and production costs need to be taken into consideration.
Under such circumstances, the price is still around 2,800 yuan, but the production time is extended five times.
In this way, the production capacity of Shanghai automobile plants has actually declined.
In particular, the price of imported engines has recently been reduced by 10%, which has caused many people in automobile factories to start calculating small accounts and feel that it is easier to achieve results with imported engines.
Jiang Dayong was also a little undecided. When he talked about this matter on the phone with Yang Xiaotao, he also had half-and-half ideas.
In response to this, Yang Xiaotao told him directly that this was drinking poison to quench his thirst, and it was absolutely unacceptable.
Yang Xiaotao then explained the matter clearly to him.
If you are greedy for a temporary advantage, if there are good ones abroad, use them.
Without support and continuous investment, domestic technological development will only fall behind.
If you are one step behind, you still have to catch up.
When you are far behind and cannot catch up even if you want to, that is when others have the final say.
They can lower the price by 10% now, and then double the price.
If you don't give it, they won't sell it to you.
At that time, your car was still waiting for an engine. If you replace it with a domestic one, it still won't work.
So you can only bow your head and accept that the price of the car will double, otherwise you will lose money.
But in the end, the increased prices will be passed on to the people.
When Yang Xiaotao finished explaining the situation, Jiang Dayong immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
If they really follow what Yang Xiaotao said and give up the current model, what they will lose will be the future.
Relying on everyone, relying on mountains and mountains will fall.
If you want to stand up and walk far, you have to rely on yourself.
After the two hung up the phone, Jiang Dayong immediately called for the R&D engineer from the automobile factory and solemnly stated that domestic engines will still be the main production in the future.
Since the performance and cost are not as good as foreign products, let's continue to improve.
Sooner or later, I will be able to catch up.
At that time, it was impossible to say that they could go abroad and counterattack each other.
In the evening.
Yang Xiaotao got out of the car carrying a fish and walked to the courtyard.
This is not the fish he caught. He has been busy these days and has no time to go fishing.
So the fish in hand was naturally redeemed from the system.
Originally, Yang Xiaotao was very prudent and didn't spend credits if he didn't have anything good. He tried to build a big one before the year to raise his level.
However, people have seven emotions and six desires, and their five internal organs are somewhat lacking in fish.
It just so happened that Ran Qiuye came back with her children today, so there was no need to fill the entire table.
Carrying the fish into the courtyard, Yan Fugui immediately stepped forward with a smile and was flattering as usual.
Not to mention, the words used by these educated people to praise people are all different.
Those who are highly skilled and skilled, although they are all telling the truth, they sound much more pleasant to the ears than those who are powerful and awesome.
"Xiao Tao, I heard that the pharmaceutical factory recruits many students?"
Yan Fugui asked in a low voice when no one was around.
Yang Xiaotao glanced at it, then nodded, "That's what happened."
Hearing what Yang Xiaotao said, Yan Fugui immediately started to squirm, and his small eyes behind his glasses were filled with light.
Seeing him like this, Yang Xiaotao knew what he meant, but the eldest and second eldest son of the Yan family were gone, and the remaining Yan Jiekuang was just a primary school student now, so he really dared to think about it.
"Well, Xiaotao, if you students want it, does the teacher want it?"
Yan Fugui said with an expectant look on his face, and couldn't help but clasp his hands tightly together.
Yang Xiaotao instantly understood that this was not to find a way for Yan Jiekuang, but to find a way for Yan Jiekuang himself!
"Teacher!"
Yang Xiaotao did not refuse directly, but nodded, "Teacher, of course I want it!"
Yan Fugui felt a surge of heat in his heart, his eyes were shining, and his mouth was half-opened, ready to respond.
But then, Yang Xiaotao's words directly blocked him, "But what we want is a teacher of mathematics, physics and chemistry!"
"Third uncle, I remember that you seem to teach Chinese, right?"
The third uncle was immediately stunned.
Mathematics and physics!
The three words were like three gates, falling from the sky and blocking his mind tightly.
I won’t talk about physical chemistry.
The only thing that has a touch of it is mathematics.
This is not just a matter of settling accounts at home, this requires real skills.
Yan Fugui immediately smiled awkwardly after hearing this. He taught Chinese and sometimes guest-starred as a math teacher. He also taught addition and subtraction for first and second grade students. It would be hard for him to go to a factory to do math!
Yang Xiaotao said no more and walked towards the middle courtyard.
Yan Fugui looked decadent and walked home full of thoughts.
It’s not easy for this teacher now.
Originally, he thought that he was an old teacher and had a cautious personality. He was usually positive in school and followed the leader, so he should be fine.
Unexpectedly, they couldn't find enough students, so they had to use teachers like them to make up the number.
What frightened him even more was that even the school leaders would not let him go.
It's simply heartbreaking.
But his origin is somewhat uncertain.
At best, it is the target of the alliance of poor and lower-middle peasants, but if we look into it carefully, it is also related to capital, and it may also be very dangerous.
That's why he came up with this idea. If he could enter the factory and obtain the status of a worker, then his family's affairs would be stable.
So, he thought for a moment, since he was going to be a worker, why not choose a better one?
It just so happens that there is a great god like Yang Xiaotao in the courtyard, so why bother looking far away from what is close?
This is what seems like an ordinary encounter today, but in fact, we have been waiting for it for a long time.
What I didn't expect was that Yang Xiaotao didn't refuse, but instead raised the bar high.
Mathematics and physics.
He teaches Chinese, so what's the difference between rejecting him?
Watching Yang Xiaotao leave, Yan Fugui didn't dare to make any small moves behind his back, who would have thought someone would see him and make a snitch.
Now, even if I can't climb Yang Xiaotao's high branches, I can't offend this person.
Otherwise, you will make yourself uncomfortable.
With a sigh, Yan Fugui turned around and went home.
In the house, the third mother had a sad look on her face. She leaned against the door and heard clearly what was happening outside. She also knew that her husband's plan did not work out, and she felt panicked.
"Old man, what do you think we should do?"
Yan Fugui shook his head, "Let's talk about it then. If it doesn't work, just go down and treat it as exercise."
