Lao Chu surrounded the wall of the ion channel experiment and circled around it.

Liu Yuzhuang circled around the small garden adjacent to the ion channel laboratory.

The walls of the ion channel laboratory were fun at all, but Lao Chu still walked around firmly.

The small garden adjacent to the ion channel laboratory was not good, but Liu Yuzhuang still firmly walked around.

Two laps.

Three circles.

Five circles.

Seven circles.

Finally, both of them understood each other's purpose.

"Old Chu, you have read the news too." Liu Yuzhuang lacked exercise on weekdays and only felt that his legs and feet were weak.

Lao Chu's thin body helped him. He stood there and moved a few times. Lao Chu smiled and said, "What news?"

"Stop installing it, the news about the Ion Channel Laboratory, they are going to get 20 million yuan in funding, and you're interested in it, right?"

"Just let the satellite go." Old Chu said with a smile: "It's not that easy to apply for 20 million."

Liu Yuzhuang laughed and said, "Nobel Prize nomination, what is 20 million? Academician Zhao just applied for 48 million in the past few months?"

"Academician Zhao's application for 48 million is expected to be funded in the next nine years, and only 8 million is paid in the first year, and 5 million is annually from now on. The 20 million Yang Rui asked for is funded in the first year, and it is estimated..." Lao Chu stopped talking when he said this.

Liu Yuzhuang smiled and continued, saying, "I guess the amount is too large, so I dare not say it, right?"

"The country is so difficult now, there is no such money."

"If two more biological institutes are laid off, you will have money." Liu Yuzhuang said calmly: "For these biological institutes in Beijing, they can't make a PCR in ten years. If they give them another ten years, I guess what's the difference between not even publishing CELLs. If they stay or not, what's the difference? If this is the United States, it would be better to survive 30% of the domestic scientific research institutes."

"See what you said, we can compare with the United States. We are a socialist country. When the research institute is laid off, where will the people go?"

"That is to say, I can only hold it half-dead and there is no need to pay scientific research funds. I would like to raise the scientific research requirements a little, just like the pigs, just like us." Liu Yuzhuang's tone was cold.

Old Chu also fell silent for a while and said, "I guess it's okay for Yang Rui to get 3 million in the first year, and a little more than 4 million. Academician Zhao's half of it is not eye-catching."

"Nobel Prize nomination, 4 million yuan a year." Liu Yuzhuang suddenly laughed and asked, "Do you think it's funny?"

Old Chu fell silent again.

It has been 84 years now, and the study abroad wave has passed after the reform and opening up. Scholars who have returned from abroad also have exchanges with foreign countries, allowing Chinese scholars to easily understand the situation abroad. Now there are even some journals that specialize in translating foreign documents and introducing foreign situations, commonly known as foreign translation.

Lao Chu and Liu Yuzhuang, who are in Tsinghua University, naturally know the scale of foreign funding payments.

Not to mention the second-level scholar nominated for the Nobel Prize, it is a tenured professor at a prestigious university like Richard, a fourth-level scholar who applies for two million US dollars a year, just like playing.

In terms of purchasing power, two million US dollars is much easier to use than 20 million RMB for scientific research.

If it is said that the country does not recognize this, Richard casually fooled Professor Pang, and Peking University gave him millions of funds. If the results were achieved at that time, it would not be surprising that it would be an additional investment of 20 million. This did not count the infrastructure of the laboratory, the land rent, the value of the assigned personnel and the seconded instruments.

If it is a third-level scholar, it will be even more powerful, more than ten times stronger than a fourth-level scholar.

Richard tried his best to publish a high-level paper in CNS. Of course, he must have published a paper in CNS before, otherwise it would be difficult to achieve the fourth level. But for him, high-level papers are still hard to come by. It is possible to publish a few papers in his life, or even rely on one CELL to spend the rest of his life.

Professors from prestigious schools are already ruthless in publishing papers in top journals, and their goal of publishing papers must be only top journals. For example, before Shi Yigong returned to China, CNS published more than 20 papers, and on average, more than one article has been published a year.

But no matter which level of scholar, top journals are made with money.

In 1984, I went to a famous European and American school and caught a principal and asked, "Is it expensive to write a paper for 20 million US dollars?" The principal must say it is expensive to write a paper for 20 million US dollars, and I will help you pick up gold. But if you ask, "Is it expensive to write a paper for 2 million US dollars?", the principal must say that it is cheap. You have already squatted and I will help you pick up gold.

Scholars ultimately look at the results. Regardless of whether Yang Rui can be nominated for the Nobel Prize, his PCR results are Nobel Prize-level. As time goes by, as the number of citations increases, the Chinese academic community has also seen it more and more clearly.

If there are regional issues in politics and business circles, the academic community will not talk about this at all.

The academic community is the most standard place in the world. In the face of the same achievements, there may be a gap in the treatment of top scholars and American scholars, but the gap in academic recognition is minimal.

Therefore, Yang Rui wants 20 million yuan. In China, it is really a huge amount, and the academicians have only applied for a few million yuan.

However, whether academicians in third-world countries can be considered fourth-level scholars can still be ranked as the ones.

So, from a global perspective, Yang Rui wants 20 million, which is indeed not much.

It’s just that China is too poor.

However, Lao Chu and Liu Yuzhuang both saw clearly that the 20 million will not be given this year and will also be given next year. Unless China no longer engages in scientific research, it will definitely not make Yang Rui hungry, but instead raise pigs in the scientific research institute.

"Let's go, let's go in together." After saying that, Liu Yuzhuang became generous.

Old Chu smiled bitterly, looked around quickly, and then knocked on the door of the ion channel laboratory.

"Who are you looking for?" Another scientific researcher poked his head out, shaved his little flat head, and his head was so cute.

"We want to meet Director Yang." Liu Yuzhuang spoke through the small window on the big iron door.

The tiger-headed and brainy scientific researcher Wang asked, "Do you have a work permit? What are you doing when you see Yang Rui?"

"Work certificate... there is." Liu Yuzhuang hesitated for a moment, took out his work certificate, and said, "I want to discuss some academic issues with Director Yang."

?Wang Yi, a researcher with a head and brain, saw that he was an associate professor at Tsinghua University, and immediately said in awe: "Okay, come in, please wait in the yard."

The iron gate was pulled open with a loud noise. The tiger-headed and brainy scientific researcher Wang smiled and said, "My name is Wang Lei, I'll report now. Please sit and rest."

There were no one else in the yard, but there were a few chairs placed in a staggered manner, and there was a wooden tea table and a kettle in front of them.

Liu Yuzhuang, holding the mentality of being at ease when he is here, sat on the chair and made tea.

"Please use some fruit and snacks." A girl brought a plate with two oranges and two apples, a stack of mung bean cakes and a stack of white-skinned crispy, orange, red, green and white, accompanied by the light green plate, which looked very beautiful.

"Please use." The girl signaled with her hands and said, "It's all free. If it's not enough, I'll send it to you again."

As she said that, she returned to a room next to her. The house was lighted and the white wall was painted inside. The girl was sitting in front of the window, revealing her half of her body. She lowered her head, not knowing what she was busy with.

"Hello before you came here?" Liu Yuzhuang asked Lao Chu inexplicably.

Old Chu shook his head: "How can it be? I wish no one knew. You should be the same."

"Yes, if I hadn't met you... Alas, the guy from Beili came out just now." Liu Yuzhuang said, covering half of his face so that he would not be recognized.

But Old Chu stood up and greeted, "Comrade, what's going on inside?"

The people from Beili sneered and said, "If I were you, I would leave as soon as possible."

"Why?" Lao Chu asked again, and everyone pushed the bicycle and left.

"Please come with me, two." Wang Wanglei, a researcher with a head and brain, is back, smiling like a sharp.

"I'm here... Let's go." Liu Yuzhuang stood up with a long face like an envoy entering the enemy camp.
Chapter completed!