On the first floor of the Institute of Physics at the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study, in a spacious room not far from the staircase, there was an exquisite sofa, coffee table, and cabinets. There were also several rows of bookshelves filled with books and magazines.
When Lu Zhou designed this research institute, his original intention was for the researchers to study interesting academic problems in a relaxed atmosphere. He wanted to spend an hour or two every afternoon in the lounge to drink a cup of coffee and communicate with other researchers about academic problems or inspiration, just like he often did at Princeton.
However, the ideal was beautiful, but the reality was cruel.
It seemed that only he could enjoy the "fun" of research.
Not just that, but with the exception of a few PhD students, most researchers didn't have the habit of drinking coffee in the afternoon. They were so busy that they didn't have time to do so. The researchers at the Institute of Computational Materials wanted to sleep on the floor in the laboratory, so this lounge was rarely visited.
As a result, the lounge was left unused, and it was only used when there were guests.
"Thank you."
Liu Wanshan, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at the research institute assistant who poured him a cup of tea. He politely thanked him and looked at the door, then at the clock on the wall.
He was wondering how long it would take for Lu Zhou to come over when he heard steady footsteps coming from the corridor outside the lounge.
Hearing this voice, Liu Wanshan subconsciously sat up straight.
At this moment, the door to the lounge was pushed open.
When Liu Wanshan saw Lu Zhou at the door, he immediately stood up from the sofa and reached out his right hand with a smile on his face. He then walked toward Lu Zhou.
"Professor Lu, long time no see!"
"Long time no see," said Lu Zhou as he shook Liu Wanshan's hand.
He had a good impression of Liu Wanshan.
After all, when Lu Zhou was at his most difficult, it was Liu Wanshan who helped him complete the system mission.
Speaking of which, Lu Zhou was a little embarrassed.
After all, although his Campus Assistant had made a lot of money and had a high market share among college students, the user stickiness was too low, and he didn't make much money.
Many people basically didn't open the app after they graduated, or they would delete it when they were cleaning up the memory. As a result, it was very difficult to expand the app. At the moment, they were only relying on traffic to sell advertisements to make a living.
Up until now, the operation team had changed a few times, but as a major shareholder, he had not received a single cent of dividends.
Although he didn't count on this thing …
The two of them sat down on the sofa, and the assistant who was standing next to them came over and brought a cup of coffee for Lu Zhou.
Liu Wanshan spoke emotionally as he looked at Lu Zhou, who was sitting across from him.
"Time really flies. When we first met, you were still studying at Jin Ling University. I didn't expect you to be an academician in just five or six years."
Lu Zhou smiled and said, "It's too early to be an academician. I'm just teaching at Jin Ling University and doing research that I'm interested in. I don't have time to compete."
Lu Zhou wasn't being modest. After all, the academician selection wasn't necessarily related to academic ability. Most of the time, it depended on whether or not the academician was willing to raise their hand. As for Lu Zhou himself, he wasn't really interested in academicians.
After all, he didn't need to rely on his academician title to get funding.
At least in China, a Ling Yun medal was more useful than any title.
Liu Wanshan smiled and said, "It's not too early, next year is the academician selection year. If you can't even become an academician, then you're not worthy of being an academician."
When Lu Zhou heard this layman's words, he smiled and didn't explain. He just spoke humbly.
Instead, he replied humbly, "You're too kind."
A cup of coffee and a cup of tea.
Liu Wanshan wasn't in a hurry to reveal his intentions, and Lu Zhou didn't ask.
Even though Lu Zhou was very busy with work, he didn't even have time to have a cup of coffee.
Also, while chatting with CEO Liu, he learned a lot of things that he didn't know.
For example, the Campus Assistant that he and a few students from Jin Ling University had moved from Jin Ling to Shanghai. The stage had expanded from the universities in Jiangsu to all of China's universities.
Even though the core members of the operation team had been reshuffled several times, the CEO and CHO positions were still held by Yuan Liwei and Fat Wu. The technical director, Rong Hai, sold his shares during the B series of financing. Apparently, he was now an executive at Penguin, and he was doing quite well.
Another example was the special cement that he and Professor Lee Yong-eun developed. It was now used in infrastructure projects in Pakistan, and it had created billions of yuan in value.
When the topic turned to business, Liu Wanshan put down the teacup in his hand and suddenly asked with a smile.
"Oh yeah, speaking of which, why are you suddenly building a space shuttle? Is this thing profitable? "
Lu Zhou: "Whether it's profitable or not isn't important, it's just my personal interest."
"Professor Lu is so generous." Liu Wanshan smiled and sighed. He then said, "Maybe this is why my business hasn't been doing well."
Lu Zhou: "You're too humble. If a business worth a few hundred million isn't a big deal, then there's not much business to do in China."
"A few hundred million is ridiculous. People like us who are in the material processing industry are stuck in the middle of the upstream and downstream of the industry chain. The profits are basically taken by both sides. Even though the sales are in the hundreds of millions, we don't actually make a lot of money. Otherwise, I wouldn't be in the battery business. " Liu Wanshan paused for a second and smiled. He then said, "Oh yeah, Professor Lu, have you heard that China plans to open up the export of SG-1 superconducting magnets?"
Some time ago, the United States began construction of a large-scale controllable fusion reactor in California. Due to economic and trade conflicts, China imposed export restrictions on the SG-1 superconducting material, which forced the California experimental reactor to stop laying magnetic tracks. This made the Americans furious.
Now that the controllable fusion technology negotiations had made some progress, the export of the SG-1 superconducting material was once again opened up in China. Orders from overseas were in short supply, and Star Sky Technology and Baosheng Group were making a lot of money because of this.
Zhongshan New Materials was also a carbon material company, so they obviously had their eyes on this piece of the pie.
As soon as Lu Zhou heard him talk about this, he immediately knew what he was planning.
"You want to get a technology license?"
Liu Wanshan smiled awkwardly and said, "Here's the thing, I don't know if it's convenient for you guys."
Lu Zhou: "I'm fine with it. As long as you can get the production license and pass the site security inspection, we can send people over to help you with the technical side of things. However, I don't want to worry about business. You should talk to my CEO about the specifics. "
When Liu Wanshan saw that Lu Zhou agreed, he immediately nodded and spoke with a smile.
"That's for sure. I'm not the only one who will feel bad for disturbing your research with this kind of business matter. I'm afraid that the entire nation will not agree to it!"
Lu Zhou nearly choked on his coffee. He put down his cup and coughed twice.
"You're exaggerating."
"I'm not exaggerating at all, I'm just saying." Liu Wanshan stood up from the sofa and smiled at Lu Zhou. He said, "It's getting late, I'm sorry to bother you, I'm going to go back now."
Lu Zhou: "Okay, take care."
Speaking of which, where did the high-spirited CEO Liu go?
Perhaps time could really change a person completely …
After Liu Wanshan left, Lu Zhou returned to his office and sat down at his desk. He took out a pen and paper and began to think about the conversation he had with Luo Wenxuan. At the same time, he wrote down the ideas in his mind.
Suddenly, a string of bubbles popped up on the lower right corner of his computer.
[Master, the seller has already delivered the goods. I got the equipment on the list for you! (́ • ́ • ́) و ́]
When Lu Zhou saw the message from Xiao Ai, his pen suddenly stopped moving.
He bought it?!
Is that fast?
Seeing that Lu Zhou didn't move for a long time, he heard a "ding" sound and another string of bubbles floated out.
[Praise me! Hurry up! O (* ≧ ▽ ́) 0]
Lu Zhou nodded, a little muddled.
"… Yeah, that was a big help."
How did this guy buy it …
If Lu Zhou remembered correctly, it was extremely difficult to import high-precision industrial equipment from abroad, especially the kind of equipment that met his requirements.
For example, "end-user access rights", the European Union's export control treaty, and a bunch of messy inspection procedures. Even if they wanted to transit through a third country, it would take at least ten days to half a month to get it done.
What he didn't know was that while he was in a daze, someone far away in Naples, Italy, was also in a daze at this moment.
It was just that, in another sense, he was dumbfounded …
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