Chapter 36 First Come, First Served

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"Menglong, what do you mean by this?" Given Zhang Menglong's recent behavior, Han Jinyu had already roughly guessed the purpose behind his question. But this made no sense. Han Jinyu, a completely high-ranking intellectual who had entered a top-level Huaxia institution at 18 and completed his master's and doctoral studies abroad, filled his mind with nothing but wisdom, yet he could not fathom what Zhang Menglong intended with these actions. Having sponsored their research group with one hundred million, Han Jinyu was confident he'd break even within three years once his project was commercialized. Yet, spending a huge sum on a Particle Collider for him was absurd. Even if the project was commercialized successfully, breaking even was not guaranteed, and such equipment was consumable, with astronomical sums required yearly for maintenance and personnel. Plainly put, the money Zhang Menglong spent could never be recovered! He didn't believe Zhang Menglong's declaration of supporting their scientific research. Even if he truly had the funds, sponsoring a few tens of millions was already excessive. Spending billions was preposterous unless he was out of his mind or had some ulterior motive. As for Zhang Menglong's motives, Han Jinyu didn't care at all. As long as he had the funding for research and top-level experimental conditions, he wouldn't even frown if it meant giving up his daughter. Perhaps that's just what being a scientific research magnate entails. "Teacher Han, honestly, I have some funds and now that I have graduated, I would really like to do something for our school. But it wouldn't be fair to favor some over others, right? If you have other colleagues who need research funding, I am also willing to invest in them." "Are you serious?" Han Jinyu's ability to advance to his position at Jiangnan University of Science and Technology was indicative of his good relationships; otherwise, he wouldn't have the support of other teachers and leaders to become the department head. Isn't there a scholar in the world who doesn't lack research funding? Conducting scientific research is like a money pit, and every teacher is short of funds! This year has been particularly tough, to the point where some have even been hospitalized over their concern about the lack of research funding. If Han Jinyu could secure research funding for these teachers, they would owe him a tremendous favor. In the future, his reputation in the school might rival even that of the president! "Of course, it's true. Rather than picking another day, how about today?" Zhang Menglong didn't have time to find these teachers one by one. Besides, if they knew someone was willing to provide them with research funding, wouldn't they come crawling over even if their legs were broken? "How about this, Teacher Han, please inform our school's teachers that I am willing to allocate ten billion to our school's research groups." "Did you say ten billion?" Han Jinyu gasped, but considering that Zhang Menglong had effortlessly spent 250 billion just moments ago, perhaps ten billion was nothing more significant to him! "Yes, ten billion!" Zhang Menglong nodded to confirm. "Okay, okay, okay, I'll call them right now!" Han Jinyu quickly pulled out his phone. Although he was older, in this age of information overload, these professors all had their own groups, and as a department head, Han Jinyu was present in many of them. "Old pals, I have news for you. I've secured a sponsorship of ten billion for our university today!" The moment he sent out this message, the groups exploded. "Old Han, are you pulling our leg? Even Jiangnan University only gets about fifty billion a year in research funding. I heard you've been running around so much these days for your graphene project that you're about to break a leg. Where did you get ten billion?" "I'm off too, my doctor wants me to do some rehabilitation training, you guys continue!" All of a sudden, the dozens of teachers in the group each claimed to have something to attend to, and the once lively group instantly fell silent. ... "That Han, what kind of stroke of luck has he got himself into to find such an investor? If he dares to deceive me, I will definitely vote against him during the review!" Professor Qi, the closest to Han Jinyu, using the excuse of reading documents, was the first to arrive at Han's scientific research building. Knowing Han Jinyu as he did, he was certainly not someone to joke about such matters; there might really be something to it! Just as Professor Qi entered the building, a short, chubby professor came running in, panting heavily. "Old Guo, didn't you say your student blew up the equipment? What are you doing here?" "You're one to talk, weren't you off to read literature? Your office isn't in this building, is it?" "Just then, a middle-aged man pushing a wheelchair hurried into the building." "Old Ding? Weren't you hospitalized? You've moved your rehab training here?" "Err..." Professor Ding, unwilling to admit he was here for the funding, laughed, "Hahaha, the doctor told me to breathe some fresh air and somehow I just ended up here." Just then, they saw several other figures converging towards the building from a distance. "Damn, Old Wang is here too!" "And there's Old Liu. That guy took on a money-devouring project last year, he must be here for the money too." "Alright, enough pretending, though ten billion is a lot, with our college's dozens of research groups, if we divide it evenly, each group might only get a few tens of millions. Old Han got himself a whole billion, we definitely need to strive hard!" "Right, soon everyone will get as much funding as they can from the investor, and nobody's allowed to cause trouble afterward!" "Okay! Let's go!" "Boom!" Zhang Menglong and Han Jinyu were chatting while drinking tea when suddenly a loud commotion came from outside the door. "Bang!" The sturdy door was suddenly forced open by a tremendous force, and the entire hallway was packed with people, all of whom were those seemingly in their fifties or even older teachers. Instantly, Han Jinyu's face darkened, and he who rarely cursed couldn't help but break his usual composure and burst out, "You old bastards, have you all gone mad?"

Chapter 36 First Come, First Served

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