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Chapter 14 The Academy of Sciences has become a joke!
  After hearing the answer from the other party, Gu Zheng repeated it.

Move the phone away from your ears and put it in front of your eyes.

It was indeed an internal call from the General Assembly Department!

The mobile phone used for contact is a special machine, the performance is a bit poor, but the confidentiality is very good!

If the number is not corresponding to the logo, the call will not come in at all!
  Taking a deep breath, Gu Zheng brought the microphone to his mouth and repeated:
  "Say it again! What are they using carbon nanotubes for?"

After speaking, he turned on the speaker function of his phone.

I am going to let my students listen to it to make sure that he is not deaf or blinded because of his old age!

Almost at the same time, Feng Jingwei's words rang on the phone.

"Make fishing rods! High-end fishing rods! 4 yuan per rod! A roll of yours! One thousand meters long! Worth three million!"

A clear, and slightly sullen voice sounded from the speaker.

The content of the words.

The people in this research team were stunned!
  "Damn it! Make a fishing rod! @#￥...*"

I don’t know who cursed first, but others followed suit.

"Damn it! They use such a good thing to make fishing rods?"

"No! It's not the fishing rod problem! It's how they solved the accuracy problem?"

"20 nanometers! Nano!"

"A private enterprise produced carbon nanotubes without the infusion of state funds and had to take into account the market! Then who are we people?"

"waste!"

"Typical waste! Holding state funds and enjoying state resources all day long, and then doing something unrealistic!"

"No, it hasn't been done at all! Our carbon nanotubes can be produced! But the cost cannot be reduced at all!"

"Cost? Our cost is more than 200,000 yuan for one meter of silk! But the person on the phone just said it! One thousand meters of silk bundle only costs 3 million! One meter of 3,000!"

"Haha! This is the selling price! It's not the cost price! The cost is even lower!"

"Hahaha! It took more than ten years! From a young boy to a thirty-year-old, I came up with something! Others already have it!"

"Hahaha! We became a joke!"

"The Academy of Sciences has become a joke! The top research group's research strength is not as strong as that of a private enterprise!"

"I'm trash!"

Strange screams occurred one after another in the laboratory. As the leader of this experimental group, Gu Zheng...

Holding the phone with a complicated expression, he walked out of the laboratory.

When it got quiet outside, he asked the person on the other end of the phone again:

"Can you tell me which company produced it?"

After a brief silence, a very gentle voice came from the other side.

"Inconvenient! You will know when it is allowed to be made public! Please keep it a secret!"

Subsequently, the call was hung up.

Gu Zheng held his mobile phone, pressed it against the wall of the corridor, and sat down slowly.

The door to the laboratory was closed, but the sounds of ghosts crying and howling were still heard inside.

After listening for a while, Gu Zheng took a long breath and slowly stood up.

Open the lab door and walk in.

dong dong!

He knocked on the table twice and made everyone present quiet down!

A pair of eyes that are not angry but self-defeating.

He calmly glanced at the people present.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? You're going to die, right?"

"Isn't it just the research direction? Isn't it possible to change the direction?"

“Didn’t I mention before that the application market of carbon nanotubes is so broad?”

"It's all applied research, just go over there and do research!"

"What's the joke?"

"I'm dozens of years old! I've been following this project for twenty or thirty years, and I haven't cried!"

"It's all gone! Go back and get some rest early!"

"Come back tomorrow afternoon and continue the test results of this carbon nanotube! Give the assembly department a reply as soon as possible!" After scolding, Gu Zheng walked out of the laboratory alone.

I saw a room in the next building with a light on, and thought about whose office it was.

He stepped into the corridor.

…………

Sioux City.

In the guest house at Meiyou Airport, Feng Jingwei put down the phone and looked at Song Ming with slight embarrassment.

"Mr. Song, the people in the carbon nano research team seem to be crazy!"

Song Ming stopped writing, was silent for a moment, and put away his notebook.

He clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, it should be fine in two days!"

"After racking my brains for decades of research, others quietly came up with it and used it to make fishing rods!"

"This happened to me, and I'm crazy too!"

"Their further test results should be in a day or two!"

"I've just been sorting out some ideas in the past two days. When the time comes, we'll go find Mr. Lin!"

"It might cost some money, so I'll bother Director Feng!"

Feng Jingwei wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.

It is better to spend it on research that can enhance your strength than to pay compensation!

He came and sat down opposite Song Ming, picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup, and said with a smile: "What's the trouble? This is what we should do!"

"It is these private enterprises that are really surprising! They have mastered such powerful technology without making any noise!"

"Mr. Song, do you think you need to control it?"

Feng Jingwei's last tone was very low and light.

As the chief designer of the aircraft carrier, Song Ming knew Feng Jingwei's thoughts very well.

Shaking his head, he said calmly:

"No need! Judging from the current situation, Ability Co., Ltd."

"In other words, these private enterprises with technology are very motivated to improve their voluntary research based on market behavior!"

"If we intervene forcefully, it might be counterproductive!"

"What we have to do is give them orders! Let them do what we ask!"

"I will report this idea when I get back this time. Director Feng, please report it too!"

"It's late at night! Go to bed early!"

After giving Feng Jingwei a meaningful look, Song Ming stood up and left, returning to his room.

After a while, Feng Jingwei picked up the phone and dialed a number.

He said to the person on the other end of the phone: "You heard what Mr. Song just said! I have the same idea!"

"With competition, there is pressure and motivation! As long as you don't do anything troublesome, don't worry!"

"Please let me know!"

"By the way, America's white gloves, have you guys found anything?"

"Regular businessman? Completely legal?"

"Gan!"

"Goodbye, I'm sleeping!"

After hanging up the phone angrily, Feng Jingwei returned to his room cursing.

In this era, there are actually regular American merchants?
  It’s really a fucking knife to pull the butt, it’s a yes if your eyes are opened!

At the same time, the white glove in Feng Jingwei's mouth was American businessman Whiteman.

He was sleeping like a dead pig!
  And his subordinate, young Pete, was holding the phone and complaining to the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Whiteman is discussing business with the boss of Longguo at KTV!"

"Why do you go to KTV to talk business? Do you want to ask, why do people in China like to hold dance parties when talking about business?"

"It all means the same thing! Do you understand?"

"Today, we saw some officials from the Dragon Kingdom appearing in that factory! Do you understand what this means?"

(End of this chapter)