Yang Changshuo said: "That would require a lot of money, you know, the funding..."
"To be honest, research funding is too little compared to livelihood projects," Chen Ya laughed. "How much does a lunar exploration project cost? One billion? Three billion? With that much money, we could pave two roads and build a few shopping malls, and it would all be gone."
"Are you short of money?"
Chen Ya spread his hands and said, "I'm not short of money."
Yang Changshuo leaned over and whispered, "Here I am, lacking jobs, projects, and funding. How much do you think your first move can handle?"
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Chen Ya said: "As long as they are high-quality talents and high-quality projects, you can absorb as many as you have."
"Whatever the project?"
"No matter what the project is," Chen Ya said, "otherwise, do you really think I came here just for your tea?"
Yang Changshuo finally smiled and clapped his hands, saying, "Good! Good!"
After hearing what the two said, Fang Bo guessed a little bit of the truth of the matter.
Xia Zhijian and Mei Han were still a little confused.
What kind of deal did they make?
Yang Changshuo reached out and patted Chen Ya on the shoulder, saying:
"We in China have you. It's truly a gift from heaven."
Chen Ya placed the Pu'er tea on his lap and said, "I'll take your words at face value, but I have to take this bag of tea back with me."
Yang Changshuo's expression froze for a moment, then he waved his hand, as if to say, "Out of sight, out of mind."
"Okay, okay, take it if you want it. Look at your face."
Chen Ya happily accepted the gift. The more Yang Changshuo thought about it, the more he felt that he had lost. He said to Fang Bo:
"While Bai Yujing is still here, if you have anything else to ask, ask him as well. Try to get as much information as possible out of him, or I'll be in pain!"
Fang Bo knew that the teacher wanted him to assist, so he rolled his eyes and asked:
"Uncle Bai Yujing, I'd like to ask you, Beichen will soon launch its first commercial nuclear fusion power plant. What impact will this have on the future confrontation between China and the United States? What are your predictions?"
"I don't predict, I only change," Chen Ya said. "Since the academic community, the military, and the future of our country are all sitting here, I can give you a little glimpse into the direction I want to change..."
…
After coming out of Principal Yang’s “Yinlu Cottage”, Mei Han still felt very strange.
I originally just came to ask the principal to change my major, thinking it would be a favor.
But what I didn't expect was that I seemed to have experienced a very wonderful conversation.
Thinking back to Bai Yujing's words, she still feels a little unbelievable.
That person seemed like a combination of a madman and a genius. Everything he said was incredible, yet at the same time, it seemed to make some sense.
He gave Mei Han the impression that he was like business elites like Musk and Zuckerberg. Every word he said was powerful, but also sounded like science fiction.
Xia Zhijian and Fang Bai took Mei Han and were on their way out of the courtyard.
Neither of them spoke for a long time.
After walking for more than two hundred meters, Xia Zhijian finally spoke:
"The content of today's conversation must not be leaked anywhere."
Mei Han looked at the uncle.
She knew that this was said to herself.
His expression was extremely serious, so serious that there was even a hint of murderous intent in it, the kind of iron-blooded temperament that could only be condensed on the battlefield.
Mei Han's throat was dry and he nodded repeatedly.
"Today's conversation at the principal's house may gradually have an impact on reality over the next ten years," Fang Bai said. "Zhijian, if it's really as he said, are you mentally prepared to change?"
Xia Zhijian said, "As a soldier, you should follow orders. Even if you can't accept it psychologically, or feel daunted or afraid of danger, you should step forward without hesitation. This is a soldier's duty."
He turned to Fang Bo and smiled gently, "Besides, judging from his description, our future isn't that dangerous."
"Zhijian, do you believe what he said?"
Xia Zhijian nodded. "He has a certain aura, a quality I've only seen in leaders. I believe in him. Perhaps he's a natural born leader."
Fang Bo shook his hand and said slowly, "This 'Hidden House Conversation' may become an important historical scene in the future."
Mei Han looked at Fang Bai in disbelief.
“Ding Di——”
A horn sounded from behind, and the three of them saw that Bai Yujing, who had just been talking in Yinlu, was riding an electric bike and passing them from behind in a crooked manner.
"See you later!" He extended his hand to greet them.
Fang Bo shouted, "Is that Principal Yang's car?"
Chen Ya stopped the car, turned around and said, "Yes. I borrowed it from him."
"Peking University has very strict rules. Electric vehicles are not allowed on campus. Only Lao Yang's electric vehicle can enter and exit. So I borrowed his vehicle. This should allow for smooth access, right?"
“Ah, this…”
Under the strange looks of Fang Bo and others, Chen Ya got back on the bike and rode leisurely into the distance.
"Ride my beloved little motorcycle..."
…
Winter vacation is approaching and the final exams are over. The remaining club activities are actually mostly gatherings under the name of group activities.
Lu Qianzi had been in the activity room for half an hour, and had spent all her time discussing with her friends how to spend the winter vacation. She almost forgot what club she was in.
Just as she was chatting happily, Zhao Anqi pretended to cough twice and sat next to Lu Qianzi.
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