Bai Ziwen, Bai Zhengqing's second son. Academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. He had a high authority in the field of physics in Hua Xia. He was the director of a research institute under the Chinese Academy of Sciences. It was the only academic faction in the Bai family.
As everyone knew, the Chinese Academy of Sciences was a ministerial level unit. The dean of the academy was at the ministerial level. The previous few academicians were all at the deputy national level. The administrative level of the academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences was at the deputy ministerial level.
Of course, the administrative level was the administrative level. The power of an official was usually judged by the party position. Just like the deputy mayor, there was a world of difference between being on the standing committee and not being on the standing committee. The Chinese Academy of Sciences had more than a thousand deputy ministerial level academicians. If all of them had power, even the State Council would not be able to control them …
Bai Ziwen was an academician who was obsessed with scientific research. He enjoyed deputy ministerial level treatment, but he hid in the laboratory all year round. Apart from eating and resting, even the staff rarely saw Director Bai, who had a heaven-defying background.
Tonight, with the cooperation of eight students and his subordinates, he completed a new invention. And it was very practical. Once it was put into the market, it would create great benefits for the country and society. His students and subordinates were very excited and proud to be personally involved in this invention. However, Bai Ziwen calmly completed all the follow-up work. He took off his lab coat, signed the document, and said, "Contact the higher-ups. Director Li will be in charge of the handover. "
After that, he declined the invitation of his students and subordinates and walked back to the office alone.
Bai Ziwen's office was not too big. Except for the necessary work equipment, there were not many extra daily necessities. He looked like an ascetic who had no demands on life. It was so simple that it was shocking.
It was already midnight. Bai Ziwen, who had been busy all night, was a little hungry. He declined the invitation of his students and subordinates to have supper to celebrate. He cooked a bowl of instant noodles in the office alone. In terms of eating, as an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, Bai Ziwen was more hardworking and simple than most of his colleagues.
After boiling the water, Bai Ziwen put the instant noodles into the iron pot. Then he put on his glasses and browsed through the latest research report submitted by his students. It was a report on aeromechanics. It was published in a domestic scientific magazine and caused a small discussion in the industry. What Bai Ziwen needed to do was to find out the shortcomings of his students and point out a better research direction.
A great teacher produces a great student. Bai Ziwen's academic level could be said to be top-notch in the country. Even internationally, he had a relatively high reputation. Therefore, most of the students who had gone through his tutelage had become successful, and very few of them had tarnished his reputation.
While eating instant noodles, he read the student's report. This delay lasted until one in the morning. Only half of the noodles were eaten, but the report was filled with nearly a thousand words of annotations. The handwriting was steady and powerful. It was a very skillful regular script.
At about half past one, Bai Ziwen put the report into the drawer. Then, he cleaned up the tableware, took off his glasses, and left the research institute.
The place where Bai Ziwen lived was arranged by the Chinese Academy of Sciences. There were two rooms and one living room. It was about 80 square meters. The decorations were very old-fashioned. The floor was dark red, and the soft decorations on the walls were mostly made of solid wood. It was obvious that it wasn't a style that young people would like. But Bai Ziwen had lived here for a full ten years. He had been living in Yan Jin for more than twenty years. Ten years ago, before he was awarded the title of Academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, he lived in a dormitory, and the environment was even more difficult.
In fact … As the second young master of the Bai family, Hua Xia was in charge of the Trillion Group. Even if Bai Ziwen was paralyzed in bed, he could live a more exciting and rich life than most ordinary people. But he stubbornly went to Sijiu City and became a scientist in scientific research. He lived a hard life for twenty years. He wasn't much better than his elder brother, Bai Wuxia, who lived in seclusion on Fengming Mountain. If one had to find something in his life that he was proud of, it would probably be that he had barely stepped into the political world. He enjoyed the treatment of a deputy minister.
Speaking of which, by conventional standards, a deputy minister in ancient times was basically a second-rank position. When they arrived at a place, especially a place with vast territory and strong economic strength, they were basically at the level of a feudal official. But the academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences didn't have real power like ordinary officials. They had high qualifications and a high rank, but they didn't have the corresponding power. Of course, his academic knowledge had reached a superb level.
If he was a deputy minister with real power, no one would find fault with him. But he was an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. The invention's patent belonged to the state and couldn't become personal property. He received a fixed salary, and there was no so-called commission —
Bai Ziwen's current situation was really not enviable.
Knock, knock.
A few minutes after he returned to his room, someone suddenly knocked on the door.
There were very few guests in this room. Bai Ziwen, who was boring and lived a boring life, really didn't have many friends. Not to mention a confidant. If someone came to look for him in the middle of the night, it was basically not a good thing. It was either borrowing money or working overtime.
The problem was that Bai Ziwen's monthly salary was barely over ten thousand, plus his excellent work and new inventions. In a year, he could earn two hundred thousand. But in the circle he lived in, what could two hundred thousand do?
Even though this money was enough for Bai Ziwen, who lived a monotonous life, to maintain his basic expenses for five years.
Bai Ziwen opened the door and saw a middle-aged man standing outside the door.
He was of medium height and had a lean body. But he was wearing a well-tailored handmade suit. His hair was meticulously combed, and he had a gentle temperament. His entire body exuded an aura of mediocrity.
He glanced at Bai Ziwen and smiled, "Little Bai, aren't you going to invite me into the room?"
Bai Ziwen didn't refuse and slowly stepped aside.
"There's nothing to entertain at home. This Longjing tea was a gift from a friend last year. "Bai Ziwen walked over with two cups of hot tea and then sat opposite the middle-aged man.
The living room wasn't big. The sofa was made of real leather. But there were many cracks in it, and even the cotton inside was exposed. It looked quite messy.
The middle-aged man, Shang Jingtian, took the teacup, blew on the light green tea leaves, and took a sip. Then he slowly put down the teacup and opened a pack of cigarettes.
"I've been sober for more than ten years." Bai Ziwen shook his head and said while holding the teacup with both hands.
Shang Jingtian smiled and didn't force Bai Ziwen. He lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, saying, "In the first three years after you came to Yan Jing. I guess you won't be able to endure for long before returning to White City. "
"Three years later, I guess you won't return to White City, but you'll change to an interesting job. I remember that your family has a branch in Yan Jing. There's also a wholly owned company. "
"Now. I just want to ask you one thing. "
Shang Jingtian stared at Bai Ziwen and said word by word, "Have you had enough fun?"
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