Wu Hao stood in front of the gate of the Science and Technology Commission and looked around anxiously. As the end of September approached, the 95th Five-Year Plan was about to be submitted for review at the Fifth Plenary Session of the 14th Central Committee. The intensity of the work of the Science and Technology Commission suddenly increased. Especially when the position of the office director was not yet hot, he was even more concerned about the future and the picture showed.

But in such a tight time, he still took the time to take advantage of his busy schedule to come out specifically to welcome Zhou Shuo's arrival. Of course, this does not mean that Zhou Shuo has a big face, but that the things in the stall this time are a little bigger.

Grand Cherokee drove out of the street corner and parked steadily in the parking lot in front of the Science and Technology Commission. Zhou Shuo jumped out of the car and could easily see Wu Hao, who was already sweating heavily by the autumn sun.

"Oh, Lao Wu, why are you standing here?" Zhou Shuo quickly trotted two steps and pulled him closer to the shaded room.

"Hey, aren't you going to stop you?" Wu Hao wiped the sweat from his head and sighed, "You're going to be in trouble this time. If I don't give me a word, I'll be in a good mood!"

He took Zhou Shuo's hand and said earnestly: "Listen to my advice, don't force it later. Just a researcher, please return it to Dean Zhao. If the butcher Zhang is missing, you still have to eat a pig with hair?"

Zhou Shuo laughed dryly and shook his head, "Old Wu, this is not a researcher's business. Today, President Zhao can find the leader of the Science and Technology Commission and ask for a researcher back to him. Tomorrow, more people will come over and get their people back from my Panhan Research Institute. Since I have caught my hands, I will never let go of anything I say."

"Oh, why are you so stupid?" Wu Hao stomped his feet angrily and defended him: "Is Old Man Zhao easy to mess with? The boss of the Institute of Optoelectronics of the Chinese Academy of Sciences! Even the leader of our Science and Technology Commission should be polite to talk to him. If you hadn't poached his generals, they wouldn't even look at you!"

"It's not that I'm stupid. But they're stupid!" Zhou Shuo couldn't help but complain: "Since Mayougong is a capable leader in his photoelectric station, he will give him an assistant researcher level. He doesn't get a dead salary of 800 yuan a month? His wife is laid off, his children are unemployed, and he has elderly parents and young children. He can't even bear to eat meat once a month. This is his attitude towards talents?"

Zhou Shuo also became more angry and said to the sky: "Today, this is what I have to keep Ma Yougong, so that he can only go to the central government to sue me. But do you know that there is a Japanese company that is in contact with him at the same time? If I take it later, I may have already boarded the plane to Japan! Will President Zhao still go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to protest?"

"My President Zhou!" Wu Hao said anxiously: "Who can't bow his head under the roof? After all, your Fanhan Group is a Chinese company, so what's the solution?"

Wu Hao also knows that this is unreasonable. How can there be no reason why talents from his own country be poached by foreign companies? It is impossible for domestic companies to poach? But nowadays, there is such an environment. Not to mention Japanese companies, no matter whether it is a twist or a Hong Kong businessman, is not enjoying super-national treatment? It is not just a talent. Foreign investors come to China to invest in half, acquire land at a low price, and serve the government. It is the turn of local businessmen, so they have to pay taxes according to the rules. Check the industrial and commercial fire and hygiene eight times a day!

"Okay, Old Wu." Zhou Shuo waved his hand, stopped Wu Hao's persuasion, and said calmly: "I understand everything you said. But I can't do what you ask. If I really let Ma You go, it would be a crime against China's scientific research!"

Wu Hao looked at Zhou Shuo and shook his head in disappointment, sighed and said, "Okay, okay. I am meddling in other people's business. You, President Zhou, are good at everything, just when you involve these scientific research issues, you are very serious."

Zhou Shuo patted his shoulder and said seriously: "Old Wu. I know your hard work. I remember this love and will definitely repay it in the future!"

"My buddy, why are you, me, and mine?" Wu Hao shook his head lonely and pointed to the office building and said: "Okay, don't let the leader wait for a long time, go quickly."

"Success, then we'll get together again when I come out." Zhou Shuo waved his hand and walked upstairs.

The secretary of the leadership of the Science and Technology Commission was obviously waiting for a while at the entrance of the corridor on the third floor. When he saw Zhou Shuoshan coming, he didn't say much. He just nodded and silently led the way in front.

On the third floor, where the leadership office of the Science and Technology Commission’s leadership is located, the air pressure is obviously very low today. There are obviously people passing by the corridor constantly, but they rarely make any sound. Sometimes there are one or two offices with doors open, and the people talking in the room are lying on other people’s ears, controlling the volume within the range of two people.

It was the door from the previous few days. The office door of the prestigious leader of the Science and Technology Commission was a little mottled and painted. Under the friction of years of years, the iron door handle even had a layer of enamel-like patina on the surface.

The secretary first knocked on the door twice, and then pushed open the door after a "please come in" sounded inside. Zhou Shuo followed him and walked inside. At first glance, he saw an old man with half-white hair, staring at him with angrily eyes like a goldfish.

The secretary brought Zhou Shuo in. After informing him, he was driven out by the leader. Before the leader could make any statement, the old man stood up and walked towards Zhou Shuo.

He circled Zhou Shuo twice, looked up and down and asked, "Are you the leader of the Fanhan Group?"

Zhou Shuo nodded with a smile, knowing the identity of the old man, and responded: "Director Zhao? I am Zhou Shuo, chairman of Fanhan Group."

"I have read the paper you invented the graphene method." Dean Zhao nodded with satisfaction and said, "The idea is very good, it should be a good material for scientific research."

Zhou Shuo saw that although he was saying complimentary words, his expression was not a smile at all, and he did not dare to be too casual. The old man looked at least 60 years old, and obviously he was a top student. He only stood there and pointed out the country and was impressed by the momentum.

"Director Zhao has been too much reward. I am just a fool who has a lot of thoughts."

"Hmph, you are still self-aware." Dean Zhao snorted coldly and sat back on the sofa next to him, saying bluntly: "Since you also know that in science and technology, it is an occasional achievement, you should also know how difficult it is to cultivate an excellent scientist. Ma Yougong came to my Optoelectronics Institute from the age of 26 and cultivated such a person who can succeed him in 18 years. You didn't say a word, and you snatched away the person?"

Zhou Shuo pursed his lips and said in a humble and arrogant manner: "Mr. Mayougong volunteered to work at my Panhan Research Institute, and we did not force him to make this decision."

"If you hadn't tempted him, would he have put down the optoelectronics office that had been in 18 years?" President Zhao roared indignantly: "I don't know what you capitalists are thinking? He is a tool for you. If you are useful, you will throw it away if you are useless. Do you have the ability to guide his projects or cultivate his academic status? It takes three to five years, and when his knowledge system falls behind, will you still be the same as everyone else?"

Zhou Shuo opened his mouth and fell silent. What the old man said was not the truth. In the 1990s, many future stars of our country's scientific community fell under the means of foreign companies.

China's labor costs are very low. For foreign companies, even if they exchange RMB salary and other numbers for US dollars, they are still outrageous. However, Chinese technicians are not much worse than foreign engineers in research and development. Even because of their solid scientific knowledge base, they are much better than those rookies who just graduated and earned thousands of dollars a month as assistants.

These foreign companies can easily poach every talent they like with high salaries, but they will not train them. Because for foreign companies, these people are consumables. Anyway, the domestic human resources cost is so low. Once the knowledge system of a group of talents is outdated, just eliminate them and recruit another group. Anyway, China's scientific research institutes are like the African prairie, and after the rainy season of the second year, they will be endless fields.

But for those talents who have not updated their knowledge system, this is very cruel. They have lost the scientific research environment, no guidance from teachers and endless scientific research tasks, and ubiquitous competitive pressure. Few people can still insist on self-improvement and maintain the enthusiasm for learning under such conditions.

Zhou Shuo shook his head firmly and said, "Is it true that an excellent scientist like Mr. Ma Yougong can only receive an assistant researcher's monthly salary of 800 yuan, which is the responsibility of him?"

"Hmph, what do you know?" President Zhao sneered: "What's wrong with 800 yuan? When I started working in the 1960s, I even built the laboratory by myself. I earned 5.2 yuan a month and ate steamed buns, cold water, pickles and lumps every day! Why is it your generation's turn that I can't even bear the grievance. What's wrong with 800 yuan? Don't you, capitalists, squeeze his surplus value?"

"Any research result of Mr. Ma Yougong can enjoy the dividends of technical stocks." Zhou Shuo nodded and said, "Even if I don't talk about these benefits, the salary I provide to him every month will reach 12,000 yuan. I can provide a decent and dignified life for an excellent scientist like him. President Zhao, I would like to ask, how many years have Mr. Ma Yougong applied for the title of associate researcher, why hasn't he been improving his treatment for him?"

"You! Hum..." President Zhao said angrily: "Our hospital naturally has the considerations of the hospital. It's not your turn, an outsider, to meddle in other people's business!"

Zhou Shuo ignored his quibbling and continued to say: "Liu Weilu, who entered the hospital in the same year as him, had already been appointed as an associate researcher five years ago, right? It is said that this person has a relative..."
Chapter completed!