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Chapter 1639 Have you had enough?

Chapter 1639 Have you had enough fun?

Bai Ziwen, the second son of Bai Zhengqing, is an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. He has a high authority in the field of Chinese physics. He serves as the director of a research institute under the Chinese Academy of Sciences. He is the only academic school in the Bai family, a business family.

As we all know, the Chinese Academy of Sciences is a ministerial-level unit. Except for the latest term, its president is at the ministerial level. The previous term is all high-level vice-national-level. The administrative level of the academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences is the vice-ministerial level.

Of course, the administrative level is the administrative level. Judging the power of an official usually depends on the party position. It is like being the same deputy mayor, and there is a world of difference between joining the Standing Committee and not joining the Standing Committee. However, more than 1,000 vice-ministerial academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences have the power in their hands, and I am afraid that even the State Council will not be able to control it...

Bai Ziwen is an academician who is obsessed with scientific research. He enjoys the treatment of a vice-ministerial level, but he hides in the laboratory all year round. In addition to having dinner and resting, even the staff in the institute rarely see this director Bai who has a background in defiance.

Tonight, with the cooperation of eight students and subordinates, he completed a brand new invention. It is very practical. Once put into the market, it will create great benefits for the country and society. The students and subordinates are very excited and proud to be able to personally participate in this research and invention. But Bai Ziwen calmly completed all the follow-up work, took off his experimental clothes, signed the document, and said: "Contact with his superiors. Director Li is responsible for the handover."

After saying that, he politely declined the invitation from his classmates and subordinates and walked back to the office alone.

Bai Ziwen's office is not too big. Apart from the necessary work equipment, there are not many extra daily necessities. He looks like an ascetic who has no requirements for life. It is so simple that it is striking.

It was already twelve o'clock at night. Bai Ziwen, who had been busy all night, was a little hungry. He politely declined the invitation of his classmates and his subordinates to celebrate the celebration. He cooked a bowl of instant noodles alone in the office. In this regard, Bai Ziwen, an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, was more simplistic than most of his colleagues.

After boiling the water, Bai Ziwen put the instant noodles into the iron pot. Then put on glasses and browsed a latest research report submitted by the student. It was a report on aerospace mechanics, published in a domestic scientific journal, and caused a small discussion in the industry. What Bai Ziwen needs to do is to find out the students' shortcomings and point out better research directions.

Famous teachers produce high disciples. Bai Ziwen's academic level is first-class in China and has a high reputation even internationally. Therefore, most of the students who have left him have made their mark and rarely ruined his reputation.

I ate instant noodles and looked at the student’s report. This delay was till one o’clock in the morning. I only ate half of the noodles, but the report wrote and painted, leaving nearly a thousand words of markings. The handwriting was steady and powerful, and it was a very skillful regular script.

At about half past, Bai Ziwen put the report into the drawer. Then he cleaned the tableware and cleaned it before taking off his glasses and leaving the institute.

Bai Ziwen lives in two bedrooms and one living room arranged by the Chinese Academy of Sciences. It is about 80 square meters. The decoration is very old-fashioned, with dark red floors and soft decorations on the walls mostly decorated with solid wood. It is obvious that it is not a style that young people will like. But Bai Ziwen lives here for a full ten years. He lived in Yanjing for more than 20 years. In the past ten years, before he was awarded the academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, he lived in the dormitory, and the environment was even more difficult.

In fact, as the second young master of the Bai family in China, the super wealthy family in charge of the trillion-dollar group, Bai Ziwen could live a more exciting and richer life than most ordinary people even if he was paralyzed in bed. But, he went to Sijiu City and became a scientist in scientific research. He lived a hard life for twenty years. It was no better than Bai Wuxia, a big brother living in seclusion on Fengming Mountain. If he had to find some proud capital from his life, he would probably only be left to step into politics and enjoy the treatment of a deputy minister.

Speaking of which, by conventional standards, the vice ministerial level was basically from the second-rank position in ancient times. It was a place with a vast territory and strong economic strength, and was basically at the level of a rank of a chief official. However, academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences were different from ordinary officials. They had high qualifications and high levels, but they did not have matching power. Of course, the corresponding academic level was at the superb level of antelope hanging horns.

If he was a powerful deputy ministerial tycoon, no one would have found fault. But he was an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. The invention he studied was also affiliated with the state unit and could not become personal property. He would receive wages and benefits without so-called commissions.

Bai Ziwen’s current situation is really not enviable.

Dongdong.

Just a few minutes after returning to the house, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

There are very few guests in this room. Bai Ziwen, who is boring and has a very bland life, really has no friends. Not to mention a confidant. Someone comes to him in the middle of the night, so there is basically no good thing. He either borrows money or works overtime.

The problem is that Bai Ziwen's monthly salary is barely over 10,000 yuan, and he has excellent work and has made new inventions. He can get 200,000 yuan in a year. But in his circle of life, what can 200,000 yuan do?

Although this money is enough for Bai Ziwen, who has a monotonous life, to maintain the basic expenses for five years.

Bai Ziwen opened the door and saw the middle-aged man standing outside the door at first sight.

He is medium-sized and thin, but he is wearing a well-tailored handmade custom suit. His hair is meticulously combed and his temperament is warm. His whole body exudes a moderate atmosphere.

He glanced at Bai Ziwen and smiled: "Xiaobai, don't you invite me into the house to sit?"

Bai Ziwen did not refuse and slowly moved away.

"There is nothing to be entertained at home. This Longjing was given by a friend last year." Bai Ziwen walked over with two cups of hot tea and sat opposite the middle-aged man.

The living room is not big, but the sofa is genuine leather. However, cracks appear in many places, and even the cotton wool inside is exposed. It looks quite messy.

The middle-aged man, Shang Jingtian, took the teacup, blew the light green tea leaves, took a sip. Then he slowly put down the teacup and opened a pack of cigarettes.

"I've quit for more than ten years." Bai Ziwen shook his head and said with his hands holding the teacup.

Shang Jingtian smiled, but he didn't force Bai Ziwen to light a cigarette, took a deep breath and said, "You have been in Yanjing for the first three years. I guess you will definitely not be able to survive and will return to Baicheng."

"Three years later, I guess if you don't go back to Baicheng, you will change to an interesting job. I remember that your family has a branch in Yanjing and 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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