The press conferences in the media are indeed unremarkable.

Before Yang Rui won the Nobel Prize, media outlets had already reported in succession, but after winning the Nobel Prize, they were worried. After all, the previous reports were domestic, and such reports that were obviously to the world should not be so casual. If they surprised friendly countries, it would be bad.

Even the media participating in press conferences were restricted. Needless to say, the media at the district or municipal level were also required to submit various outline documents before they were allowed to enter.

However, like other forms of meetings, the larger the scale and higher the level, the smaller the room for freedom.

Yang Rui basically completed the "news release" according to the script, and it took less than 30 minutes in total. It can be imagined that the final media information is enough for readers and audiences to "enjoy" for more than a few weeks.

"Professor Yang, here." Secretary Hu had been waiting in the backstage for a long time. As soon as Yang Rui came out, he quickly waved his hand.

Yang Rui's eyes twitched twice. The so-called seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister and his secretary were the leader's right-hand man. It was really unsettling to wait for him so actively.

This is a very excessive requirement to have such an attitude?

Yang Rui looked around and asked, "Didn't Professor Cai and the others come?"

It was just a press conference held in the name of Peking University, and Professor Cai and Dean Liu had no reason not to appear.

Secretary Hu just smiled and said, "I think they are tired too, so I let them go back first."

Even Professor Cai was sent away. Yang Rui couldn't help but sigh and simply said, "What are you going to ask me for? Just say it, otherwise I will feel guilty and my legs are weak."

If it were a few days earlier, Yang Rui would not have come too much against Secretary Hu's wishes.

However, the existence of the Nobel Prize is like a golden bell covering the seventy-year-old man. Not only will there be no trouble when you hit the car, but the effect of hit the car is also very good. It is too late for others to hold you, so no one will do too fiercely.

Secretary Hu hesitated for a moment, and could only follow Yang Rui's request and said, "Then I will just say it. I want to take you to see a few people."

"who?"

"You will know when you arrive," Secretary Hu said, pulling Yang Rui out and getting in the car. When he arrived at the place, Yang Rui was shaken and faintly saw a large factory gate. Then he saw several middle-aged and elderly cadres waiting in a not-so-lit conference room.

"Which is this?" Yang Rui was a little uneasy.

The more unexpected the situation is, the more tricky it is. Logically speaking, even if you don’t hold a meeting in the Great Hall of the People, you shouldn’t come to such an old factory.

Secretary Hu coughed gently and said, "Professor Yang, this is Director Zhang, Director Dong, Director Han..."

The two factory directors are still in front of the directors, which means that even if they are not factory directors of state-owned enterprises, they are also the heads of large enterprises of considerable scale.

Yang Rui was even more concerned about the dilapidated conference room in front of him. Secretary Hu brought him, the Nobel Prize contestant who had not received the award, so he was so poor that he knew it was not for the purpose of holding a welcome party.

The problem of large state-owned enterprises has always been complicated, while the problem of poor large state-owned enterprises is even more complicated.

Yang Rui reluctantly greeted him and looked at Secretary Hu.

"These are the main planners of the project." Secretary Hu used an introduction tone.

"project?"

"It's the proposal I said before, temporarily put on hold." Secretary Hu smiled at Yang Rui.

"So, Director Zhang, Director Dong and Director Han are all preparing to go abroad for business?" Yang Rui woke up a little, but was still more confused.

"Yes, I originally thought that I would recommend you to meet again in two days, but the situation in North China Pharmaceutical is quite serious and I can't afford to delay it. In addition, Director Zhang, Director Dong and Director Han also thought that this should be..." Secretary Hu looked a little unsustainable.

Whether he really can't explain it clearly or fake it, Director Dong quickly took over the topic and said, "I proposed it. Our North China Pharmaceutical has been waiting for more than a year, and we really can't wait any longer. So today I'll ask for a happy ending. If Professor Yang is willing to help, all of our North China Pharmaceutical will thank you. If you don't want to help, we want to find our own way."

"Old Dong!" Director Han's eyes were raised, and there was no one asking for this.

Both of them were gray-haired half-old men, staring at each other face to face, like two albino gazelles.

Yang Rui looked at the two gazelles blankly, like a lion who didn't know who to bite first.

"Director Han, you have helped enough. If our North China Pharmaceutical fails to transform the technology, stop production and rectify it. We have nothing to say, but whether it is dead or alive, we have to give a message. Waiting for such a long time is nothing."

"Old Dong, Director Han is here to help, don't be completely resistant." While Director Zhang spoke, he glanced at Yang Rui, looking at him with insufficient confidence.

"I'm not resistant, I'm just reality. We have not seen enough people in our conditions? Director Han and Academician Zhu can't do things, can we ask another Nobel Prize winner to do it?" Director Dong's tone was negative.

Director Han frowned and said, "Old Dong and Secretary Hu have come forward, and Professor Yang has invited him, so you can say less."

"What's the use of me saying a few words? Just look at the documents directly. Professor Yang, if you can do it, my old Dong admires you. If you can't do it, please tell me directly. Don't drag us to it, will it be successful?" Director Dong said, and handed Yang Rui a bound document.

Yang Rui was a little confused, but when he opened the file, he understood.

Large-capacity reactor, budget funds of 5.8 million yuan.

High-precision ball mill with a budget of 1.2 million yuan.

Airflow crusher, budget funds of 3 million yuan.

The automatic production line equipped with a gravity-free mixer and centrifugal pump has a budget of less than 20 million yuan!

"Do you want to buy second-hand goods?" Yang Rui asked tentatively.

Old Dong laughed loudly: "Second-hand goods, why bother you?"

Indeed, if you buy second-hand goods, you just want to negotiate with the trader, so why do you need Yang Rui’s Nobel Prize title?

Director Zhang laughed awkwardly and said, "Our technical transformation has been completed part of it. If we buy second-hand goods, on the one hand, it is not suitable for the other, and on the other hand, it does not meet the expectations of our superiors."

"So, do you want to buy new products at the price of second-hand goods? So Academician Zhu can't do this?" Yang Rui finally clarified his thoughts.

Old Dong hummed twice and said, "If you can't do it, forget it."

As he said that, he was going to take away the documents from Yang Rui.

Yang Rui flashed for a moment, shook his head, and said, "If you ask you to do it, you will definitely not be able to do it, but I may not be able to do it."
Chapter completed!