"Institute of Biotechnology, I was the deputy team leader back then, but I left later. Does Team Leader Jiang remember me?"
"Deputy group leader?"
Jiang Cheng recalled the scene in the conference room where he confronted the woman who refused to be assigned to his position.
The atmosphere was tense that day; she glared at me as if she wanted to expel my younger self from the Institute of Biotechnology.
They thought he was a vicious villain who only wanted to exploit researchers.
Then she turned and walked out the door, leaving behind only a proud silhouette.
The image of that person slowly overlapped with Shen Yiran, who was now standing in front of him.
Jiang Cheng suddenly remembered.
In fact, it was Shen Yiran's withdrawal that gave Chen Ang the opportunity to be exceptionally included in the plan to assist him.
Otherwise, the research project would not have progressed so smoothly.
Forgive me, but a hint of doubt suddenly appeared in Jiang Cheng's eyes. Was such a small matter really worth taking to heart? It's normal to have disagreements on research projects.
When he was the team leader, even Chen Ang, who respected him greatly, sometimes had disagreements with him.
The argument raged on, leaving all the researchers in the lab terrified.
It happens frequently.
So he didn't take it to heart and naturally forgot about it. There were usually so many important things occupying Jiang Cheng's mind.
The market potential of gene reagents, the site selection for controlled nuclear fusion, and Mr. Chen's invitation to meet someone in the conference room.
Why would I bother remembering those trivial things from the past?
"Oh, it's you! No need to apologize, it's alright." Jiang Cheng waved his hand and continued walking forward, while Old Chen was still waiting at the corner.
"Wait a moment!"
The instant Jiang Cheng passed her, Shen Yiran rushed forward and grabbed the hem of Jiang Cheng's clothes.
"What is it now?" He frowned.
Shen Yiran's visit was certainly not just for an apology; did she have such a good mindset? Her temporary submission was merely a prelude to a larger scheme.
A hint of embarrassment appeared on her pretty face as she awkwardly said, "Since you're not angry, that's great. I have something else to say. The gene reagent has been launched on the market, and the response has been excellent! I'd also like to get involved in this research to help me with future research reports."
Shen Yiran smiled brightly.
Such a trivial request shouldn't be refused again, right?
She had visited Mr. Zhong before.
The other party replied to her: "Jiang Cheng is the developer of the gene reagent, and I can't control the matter."
So Shen Yiran hesitated for a long time before coming.
But to her surprise, Jiang Cheng coldly left after saying a few words.
He said, "Chen Ang is now the person in charge of bringing gene reagents to market. You should go to her with any requests and follow the proper procedures. The prospects for implementing comprehensive vaccination for families with genetic diseases are not optimistic, and there is a shortage of talent. I believe that if you are confident in doing this well, Chen Ang will not refuse you."
Shen Yiran stared blankly as Jiang Cheng and Old Chen gradually disappeared around the corner.
She stood there, bewildered and lost.
She had already done the job of looking for Chen Ang.
But that rigid man actually wanted Shen Yiran to go through the same procedures as other researchers, to test her understanding of the gene project, and to conduct specific research on how to promote it to the market.
Shen Yiran was forced to go through the formalities.
She failed; she was turned away.
The spoiled princess's temperament is what most people find most annoying. Why can't everyone just do what they're supposed to do like normal people? Chen Ang's meticulous and methodical qualities are what society truly needs.
Shen Yiran's purpose in coming to Jiang Cheng was obvious.
They made no attempt to hide it, wanting to use him to get in through the back door and directly participate in the research project.
Why should it be fair to those powerless and helpless researchers who dedicate themselves to working tirelessly day and night to research the market and how to get reagents into every suffering family in China?
Shen Yiran didn't even understand the basic concepts of the variation, which is why she withdrew from the research group.
The test failed.
In Chen Ang's words: If you're not capable, what's the point of getting involved even if you're allowed to participate?
Is adding an extra burden to your resume, Miss Shen Yiran?
Just because you have privileges and a powerful background, does that mean you can openly act differently?
His decision was absolutely correct.
Life is inherently unfair; we are not all starting from the same point.
But if we abandon even the concept of fairness, then the world is doomed.
Chen Ang vowed to be a defender of fairness; at the very least, he would not tolerate even a speck of dust in his eyes.
In the corridor atop the high-rise building, a girl stood silently for a very long time, seemingly having lost all her radiance at that moment.
Her eyes darkened.
Ironically, Shen Yiran still feels that she shouldn't be treated this way.
She became anxious because she was being treated the same as other researchers.
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Chen Shi and Jiang Cheng took the elevator to the top floor.
The old man was being mysterious and wouldn't say what it was about.
This made Jiang Cheng feel uneasy.
When they actually stepped into the main building of the Energy Science and Technology Institute, Chen Shi said, "Team Leader Jiang, today I'd like to introduce you to someone?"
"ah?"
As Chen Shi spoke, he took out a small, exquisitely crafted combination lock box from his pocket, which fit perfectly.
A report, neatly folded, was handed to him.
The city of Jiangcheng unfolds.
This is something like a resume...
In the upper right corner, there is a blue-background photo that looks like an ID photo.
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