Chapter 151: Selecting People to Enter the Eleventh Institute
"Mom, we're back." Mao Jianwen held Qianqian's hand and called out as they passed by his mother and mother-in-law.
"Oh, you remember to come back. I thought you couldn't find your way home." Li Yulan was very angry.
She had no objection to taking care of the child, but how could they be parents like that?
"How can you be parents like this?" An's mother was also a little angry.
Other people’s children are treasures, but what about them?
Children are like grass, just throw them out and that’s it.
An Qianqian stuck out her tongue and said, "Mom, we were wrong." No matter what, she had to admit her mistake first.
Letting go of Mao Jianwen's hand, An Qianqian immediately ran to the two of them and began to try to please them.
"You." An's mother had no idea what to do with her.
Li Yulan couldn't say anything to her, so she could only turn her eyes to her son and said, "If you didn't want a child, why did you give birth to one in the first place?"
Mao Jianwen admitted his mistake obediently and did not talk back.
After the two mothers had calmed down, he spoke up, "Mom, thank you for your hard work."
The two of them snorted and didn't want to pay any attention to him.
When the two returned home, the happiest people were the children. They hadn't seen their parents for a long time and they missed them very much.
"Mom and Dad, you are so mean. You took so long to go away." As soon as they got home and saw their parents at home, Ping An'an and others immediately surrounded them and started complaining.
An Qianqian knew she was in the wrong, so she gave each person five yuan in pocket money as a way of trying to please them.
Mao Jianwen went even further and took them to make a lot of purchases, which immediately revealed their mother's perfunctory attitude.
Life at home is quite carefree. The two of them consciously pick up and drop off the children every day without the need for their mothers to urge them.
The children are also happy to be picked up by their parents.
"Goodbye, Mom and Dad."
"Mom and Dad, we're done with school."
The parents' outstanding performance made the children proud in front of their classmates, and their previous resentment finally disappeared.
Since Mao Jianwen was not at the 11th Institute, the others could not just rest and study on their phones, so they had to look for projects again.
I have to say, they really can't sit still.
Zhou Yan gradually became familiar with the people in the courtyard and started to act as shameless as he did in the northwest.
The eleventh institute is gradually growing.
It's time for new people to report.
Mr. Wang directly asked Mao Jianwen to come back and select new people.
It’s not that he doesn’t trust others, but the Eleventh Institute was established primarily for him, and everything revolves around him.
There was no other choice but for Mao Jianwen to go to work.
"It's the same if you go find Zhou Yan. Why do you have to make me come back?" I haven't had enough of my vacation.
"You kid." Wang Lao laughed angrily, "Is there anyone like you? After the mobile phone project was established, did you review it again? If you hand it over to others, people who don't know would think you don't care."
This guy is good at scientific research, but he is really bad at socializing with people.
"We have you here. Besides, I just got the patent and have handed in all the other information. It's not like they don't know how to do it." The main research and development has been done, and he still has to do the subsequent auxiliary work. So what is the point of having a new technology team?
"You." Old Wang shook his head. "I won't tell you this. You must choose the newcomers yourself. How would I know what kind of talents you need here?"
Mao Jianwen did some calculations and it was true. There were too few people in the 11th Institute. If they wanted to do anything big, they would not be able to accomplish anything. They would have to transfer people from other departments.
If you can cultivate some well-rounded talents in your own institute, would you be afraid of borrowing people from other departments in the future?
"I want well-rounded talents." Mao Jianwen said directly.
"I want it, too." Mr. Wang was really angry. "You think you are a well-rounded person."
"Then why do you let me choose?" Mao Jianwen glanced outside and heard footsteps.
"Humph, you have to choose whether you want to or not. You can't let the 11th Institute be reduced to just a few cats." After saying that, Old Wang stood up.
"Come with me."
Mao Jianwen had no choice but to follow.
We came to a large office which was full of people.
There are many people from various departments sitting above.
Each of them holds information in their hands, and it seems that they are choosing the person they like.
Mao Chen has not yet graduated from university, but his achievements have attracted the attention of many people.
So, this time the school sent people here for the big recruitment.
Of course, I didn't ask him to choose where to go, but just let him come and see the world.
There is always someone better than you, and there is always a mountain better than you.
But we can't stand still.
Mao Chen is none other than Mi Xiangming's son. He is only twenty years old this year, which shows that he has a promising future.
However, because of his father, he is not favored by his grandfather. I am afraid that now, his grandfather may not even know what he is doing.
Mao Chen looked at the people around him. They were all top talents. He felt that he was still far behind them.
Above, a professor from the Institute of Minsheng Research looked at the information and called on people from time to time to answer questions.
Mao Jianwen and Mr. Wang were watching and listening outside.
"How is it? Do you want to go in and take a look?" Old Wang turned around and asked Mao Jianwen.
Mao Jianwen shook his head.
He saw Zhou Yan here, and having him there was enough.
After selecting some people from each subject, they stopped calling the roll and Zhou Yan looked at several of them.
He and Ji Tong discussed that their institute could not only have computer science researchers, but also had to add some other people.
Therefore, Zhou Yan wrote down the people he was missing one by one, and then called the roll after reading their information.
Although Mao Chen is young, he has a very impressive resume.
Zhou Yan was surprised that he was not called by other professors, but it was also a good thing as it was convenient for him.
After everyone stopped, Zhou Yan began to call out names, including some who were not chosen.
When they heard it was the eleventh institute, some people were confused.
The mobile phone research was only announced in Kyoto and has not yet entered the market, so not many people know about it.
But, people who understand current affairs should also know.
Institute 11 is the mobile phone R&D center.
But those who knew about it were all very excited.
Even Mao Chen was very excited. He really wanted to go to the 11th Institute and get to know the researchers there.
He has been studying computers recently, but unfortunately, he has only just started.
Not good.
If he had the chance to learn this time, he would like to try it.
Zhou Yan asked several people, and half of them rejected him.
Zhou Yan was not angry either.
However, the people he named were remembered by other professors, who thought they could be trained.
Finally, Zhou Yan called on Mao Chen.
Mao Jianwen glanced at Mao Chen.
Old Wang said, "That child is from the Mao family, the grandson of Mao Fuzhong, but his father is not happy."
Mr. Wang naturally knew Mao Fuzhong's family background.
Mao Jianwen said nothing.
Didn't stop Zhou Yan from asking questions.
When Zhou Yan decided that he would enter the 11th Institute, Old Wang smiled and joked, "How about it, do you want this kid?"
"Since Zhou Yan thinks it's a good idea, then it must be a good idea. He is the director, so he can make the decision." Mao Jianwen was neither happy nor angry towards the Mao family and treated them as just strangers.
Next, Mao Jianwen personally selected a few more. He didn't care whether other professors liked them or not. Anyway, Professor Wang asked him to select people, and now that he had chosen them, it was none of his business if he didn't give them to him.
(End of this chapter)
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