Honghe Research Institute, Wucheng, Sichuan-Chongqing.
Zhang Cang was engrossed in revising the planning proposal his secretary had brought in. Just as he was about to remind her to take it back for revisions, Ding Shan, dressed in a white lab coat, walked in.
"Hey Ding Shan, you're such a busy man! You're always growing mushrooms with the professors at the Agricultural University. I rarely see you here. I get it, did you hear I'm getting married soon and come here specifically to ask for invitations? Don't worry, brother, no one will be shortchanged on invitations. I'm still waiting for you guys to give me wedding gifts!"
Zhang Cang smiled and closed the proposal, jokingly saying...
Ding Shan is the head of the Honghe Research Institute and one of the researchers of the institute's predecessor, "Linong Seed Industry". Since the establishment of Honghe Technology, Ding Shan has also enrolled in the doctoral program under Professor Liu Mingji of China Agricultural University. He is extremely busy every day.
Unexpectedly, Ding Shan did not answer his question, but instead stared intently at him:
"Did Mr. Ren see my application to rename the Flame Mandolin Chili last time?"
Zhang Cang remembered that there was indeed such a thing, and nodded, saying:
"The boss saw it, but he didn't agree. He said that the original breeder of the Flame Mandolin had passed away, and changing the name would be very disrespectful to him. Besides, whether the name is changed or not will not affect our right to breed the seeds."
"I knew it."
Ding Shan sneered and sat down directly on the sofa in the office where guests were received.
"This has happened several times already; President Ren is deliberately targeting me. She brought the seeds back from... there. Is changing a name really that difficult for her? The claim that the breeder has passed away—she just doesn't want us to share in her glory—"
Before Zhang Cang could speak, Ding Shan dropped a bombshell:
“I’ve already made up my mind. I’ll resign next month. Leo Biotech, a company based in the United States, is willing to offer me a high salary. Although their headquarters are overseas, at least I can get the respect I deserve there!”
"!!"
Zhang Cang almost choked on his own saliva:
"Tell me what you're thinking. Aren't the conditions our company offers good enough? President Ren gave you one percent of the shares and entrusted you with managing the lab. Think about it yourself, what kind of life did we live before, and what kind of life are we living now? Quit? Are you crazy?"
As he spoke, he became so angry that he stood up abruptly, forgetting to even close the office door:
"Ding Shan, did you hit your head on a mushroom and damage it?"
“I have indeed thought it through. You simply do not understand my current predicament. As the company develops new projects, more and more official researchers are moving into the laboratory. Although I am nominally the head of the research institute's laboratory, in reality, I am just someone who runs errands and does odd jobs. Everyone in there gives me attitude. To put it bluntly, they look down on me.”
Ding Shan's face showed a hint of indignation, and he continued:
“You saw it at the last company meeting. Wang Lan asked our lab to cooperate fully, and President Ren agreed without saying a word. He didn’t even ask for my opinion. Where does that leave my face?”
Zhang Cang hadn't quite grasped what was going on, but once he realized what the other person had said, he couldn't help but retort:
"Seriously, Ding Shan? Isn't this just normal interdepartmental collaboration? Shouldn't different departments in a company help each other? Besides, this is just normal cooperation between company departments, so why is it bringing up your pride? I never knew you were such a sensitive person before."
Unexpectedly, Ding Shan showed no sign of a smile, and instead said seriously to Zhang Cang:
“Boss, you're a top student in finance, haven't you noticed? Mr. Ren just treats us like tools. Who remembers the four of us who founded Linong Seed Industry? Everyone only knows about Honghe Technology. I understand now, no matter how hard we work in the lab, when people talk about it outside, it's all thanks to Ren Honghe—”
He became more and more excited as he spoke, and couldn't help but push up his glasses:
"Take the last charity gala for example. You were the one following Ren Honghe around, handling company affairs for her. What did she do besides occasionally showing her face and flaunting her status as CEO Ren? Do you know how much money she raised for the 'Angels Home' foundation this time?"
Before Zhang Cang could answer, Ding Shan couldn't help but reveal the answer himself:
"13.46 billion! In US dollars! She just put such a huge project on the spot without even considering our feelings. Back then, you, me, Jiang Wen, He Na, and I worked hard for her. For a while, I almost wanted to sleep in the lab. But what did she do? She only gave the four of us five percent of the shares. Boss, I'm not kidding, no matter how capable or awesome Ren Honghe is, can she support such a large group all by herself? Ren Honghe, she's nothing without the lab!"
Ding Shan became agitated, and his suddenly amplified voice attracted the attention of everyone inside and outside the office.
"Ding Shan!"
Zhang Cang suddenly stood up. When he got close to the other person, he could smell a hint of alcohol. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that Ding Shan's face was flushed with an unnatural redness.
His face immediately turned ugly:
"You've been drinking? Ding Shan, you son of a bitch! If you still consider me a brother, I'll pretend I didn't hear what you said today. Go apologize to the boss yourself. There's something else I need to make clear to you beforehand. Back then, the boss wanted to give us 10% of the shares, but I persuaded him to only give us four 5% for the sake of the group's interests. If you have any complaints, blame me!"
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