"The conference room is gone, so you can print the paper book." The staff of the organizing committee answered Huang Mao's request without raising his head, which was very formulaic.

Huang Mao thought to himself that it is more important to sit down if the conference room is squeezed, and printing the paper book is more important.

So Huang Mao said with a smile: "Then please give me a copy of 100 more papers."

The staff of the organizing committee raised their heads and sneered: "100 paper books, who do you think you are? James Dewey Watson?

Several scholars around him laughed naturally.

Huang Mao's face suddenly turned red. He was not good at arguing, so he asked, "How many copies can he print?"

"The organizing committee can copy two copies for you for free." The staff member from the United States smiled and said, "It's usually enough, and you should be enough. Don't think too much. Most people may not read the thesis book."

Huang Mao couldn't help it: "We know whether they have seen it."

"Whatever you do." The American shrugged and raised his chin with a little arrogant attitude. At least in Huang Mao's opinion, the American expression was extremely arrogant.

"Copy 2 copies for me first." Huang Mao swallowed the upset and thought he could print as much as he could.

The American said with a "huh" and said, "Wait."

Huang Mao was anxious and asked, "How long will the paper book be published soon."

"If you can't wait, just copy it yourself." The American pointed to the room behind and said, "Every set of papers - US dollars."

"-U.S. dollars!" Huang Mao couldn't breathe, wishing he could choke to death.

Although Yang Rui's Huarui laboratory has been using instruments worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars and often using reagents worth hundreds or thousands of dollars, he will not have l dollar in his pocket.

In fact, even if there are dollars in your pocket, Huang Mao is reluctant to use them. No matter how rare copiers are, they will not be able to use them to copy a set of papers - US dollars.

Huang Mao argued with reason, and the staff of the organizing committee didn't even jump to him, and said, "If you want to copy at your own expense, you can pay the money. If you apply for free copying, you can fill out the form and wait for a queue."

"I'll pay and keep the accounts first." Huang Mao couldn't wait. Huarui Laboratory conducted an experiment for more than three months, and the total cost exceeded 100,000 US dollars. We can't lose the chain at this time.

The staff of the organizing committee shook their heads and said, "Can't be able to keep accounts."

"You..." Huang Mao pointed at the finger, and he was helpless. The other party was a foreigner, so he couldn't go up and fight.

After staying for two seconds, Huang Mao turned around and ran back. Yang Rui often had money. As for whether he had as many as dozens of dollars, he could only make up for luck.

The staff behind sneered again. International conferences also need to make money. For Chinese scholars who have just entered the international world, international conferences are naturally very noble, but for foreign organizations that have been playing international conferences for decades, international conferences can also make money, at least, they can balance income and break even and make a little profit.

Copying costs money, and attending meetings and even conducting reports also requires additional registration fees. It is just a domestic mechanism that forces the foreign trade of the Chinese medicine to pay this part of the money. Otherwise, the poor research institutions now cannot get foreign exchange, and the international conferences they hold will be meaningless.

However, what the Chinese medical foreign trade is willing or must pay is the registration fee. If you copy such money separately, the Chinese medical foreign trade will naturally not be paid, but the conference organizing committee will not charge less because of Chinese characteristics. In contrast, the staff of the organizing committee who had seen the backward China in the 1980s were even more prejudiced against Chinese scholars.

After a while, Huang Mao rushed back to the conference hall.

At this time, the paper booklet in front of Yang Rui was almost gone, but the scholars he was looking for continued increase, and he could not give it to anyone or not.

Huang Mao had just entered and watched the paper book shine.

When Yang Rui saw Huang Mao coming back, he comforted loudly: "Please wait, everyone, my colleague has copied more papers."

The people who were waiting to read the papers really calmed down, and then looked at Huang Mao with a gaze.

Huang Mao couldn't speak for a moment.

Yang Rui touched him and said in Chinese: "Where is the paper?"

"I don't bring any money with me." Huang Mao wiped his forehead and wanted to solve the main problem first.

Yang Rui frowned slightly: "Didn't the organizing committee copy some for free? We printed them before, so now we will ask them to copy some emergency treatment first."

"I know, but it takes a long time to wait for free copying. If you want to get it immediately, you have to pay, one dollar, 10 dollar, 3 dollar... There are so many people, 6 dollar is 150 dollars. It's almost the same as grabbing money." Huang Mao gritted his teeth. The 150 dollar can be exchanged for more than 106 yuan at any time, which is his salary for more than half a year.

Yang Rui knew that copying costs money, but he didn't expect that free copying would have to wait. At this time, he had no choice. He first took money from his pocket and stuffed it to Huang Mao, saying: "Print as many copies as you can print, and then call the laboratory, and there should be still money in the account."

At this moment, the foreigner waiting next to him also saw something was wrong, and a white-haired old man was the first to ask.

Yang Rui immediately said Huang Mao's words, then bowed and said, "I'm really sorry, I didn't expect that I would need so many papers. We will solve this problem as soon as possible."

"I'll help you solve a problem, too." The white-haired old man stood up and said, "There shouldn't be a waiting time for free copying, I'll tell you."

Huang Mao didn't care who this person was and quickly led him.

When they arrived at the office of the organizing committee, the staff saw a warm old man with white hair, but suddenly became enthusiastic: "Mr. Chagaf, why are you here?"

"I want to see this Chinese scholar's paper. If you don't copy it, of course I can only come by myself." Chagaf's voice was very loud, and he immediately attracted the attention of people in the room.

He didn't want anyone to help, so he went straight to the photocopier and started to copy by himself. While copying, Chagaf scolded the conference organizing committee.

When they left after printing more than 6 paper books, almost all the staff were scolded and cried.

"We will fire him after we have confirmed what you said." The person in charge present had to promise Chagaf so much.

Chagaf said in a state of fury and anger: "The key point is not that he is alone. You all have problems. I suggest you listen to Yang Rui's report."

Several people in charge present nodded quickly.

However, when they arrived at the conference room, they were already filled with water and could not squeeze in.

"How do you arrange such a small conference room? Is the organizing committee's mind blurry?" The researchers came to listen to the report. It is better to expect the conference room to be automatically changed to a larger scale than to expect them to be able to do it properly.

The leader of the organizing committee who followed Chagav and Huang Mao back had a fever on his face.

On the other side, Richard was already stunned.

This is an international conference, with only a few hundred scholars invited, and there were five or six lectures held at the same time. A six-person conference room was filled with a lot of people, so it was probably for half of the researchers to be stuffed in. Richard himself had never enjoyed such treatment.

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Chapter completed!