Chapter 312 Zhang Zhiyi: I am so happy here that I don’t miss my homeland
"Are you going to choose a lab assistant from us? No problem, absolutely no problem!"
The gray-haired old man looked very happy, and his teeth were showing when he laughed.
"We old guys have also brought in some students. They're all smart and clever young men. Of course, there are pretty girls too. You can pick any one you want!"
Being a lab assistant is a good position. Assistants can learn a lot while helping the professor.
What's the difference between choosing lab assistants from them and helping them teach students?
They had heard of Zhang Zhiyi's name a long time ago. He was a wild super genius who was said to be able to carry an entire laboratory on his own. He was a ruthless person who could do anything with his bare hands!
Although this rumor may be a bit exaggerated, judging from the information coming from secret information channels, it is more powerful than these old guys.
If their students can learn something from this young man, it would be a blessing for them.
Zhang Zhiyi felt that these people's attitude towards him was a little too nice?
He was so arrogant and looked down on others, but these people didn't refute him or find fault with him.
Frowning and unable to figure out the reason, Zhang Zhiyi decided to restrain himself for the time being.
After a sumptuous welcome dinner, several old men majoring in mechanical engineering took Zhang Zhiyi to the laboratory specially equipped for him.
Zhang Zhiyi felt a little excited when he saw the high-end equipment in the laboratory, which were all world-leading technology and big machines that they could not get even if they had money.
With the assistance of these technological equipment, his research progress will take off immediately!
A high-tech mechanical puppet will be born in his hands soon. By then, he will be able to stand on equal footing with his ancestors. It’s exciting to think about it!
Zhang Zhiyi was a little excited for a moment.
After a brief communication, Zhang Zhiyi successfully received the title of professor for free.
Although this is really just a title, and he has no diploma, no salary, no students, and nothing, no one dares to look down on Zhang Zhiyi.
After understanding the situation here, Zhang Zhiyi first sent away the old men who wanted to have an in-depth communication with him, and then randomly picked a few experimental assistants.
He first threw his experimental manuscripts from some time ago for them to read, then he grabbed several instruction manuals, found a random seat, sat down and started studying.
The more he looked, the more satisfied he became with these research resources.
Suddenly, the same idea as that of a certain historical figure came into his mind.
I am happy here, and I don't miss Shu...
If the Chinese authorities wanted to use this to test him, he could only say:
Please increase your efforts!
Ahem, just kidding, of course family is the most important.
After all, no matter how good a place is, it is not as good as your own doghouse.
Although the Zhang family's current research lab is very "backward" and its resources are very limited compared to a country, but...
Zhang Zhiyi sighed silently, so it still depends on him to find a way to develop his own research institute.
To reach the technological level of this laboratory is a long and arduous journey.
With his family in mind, he flipped through the manual in his hand, constantly analyzing the diagrams and explanations in the manual in his mind, and silently trying to reverse-engineer the structure of these machines.
It’s too difficult, too difficult. He can’t deduce it…
He really wanted to take it apart and see!
All kinds of dark thoughts flashed through Zhang Zhiyi's mind. He stared at the synthesizer closest to him with a dim gaze, and felt his hands itching more and more.
Just as he couldn't help but wonder when he could sneak in and open it to take a look when no one was around, a young man suddenly appeared and interrupted his thoughts. He brought a cup of coffee and placed it in front of him, smiling at him.
"Hello, Professor Zhang. I see you've been sitting here for quite some time, so I took the liberty of making you a cup of coffee."
Zhang Zhiyi withdrew his fiery gaze from the machine, turned around to look at the man in the assistant coat who came over, and scanned him from head to toe, with no expression on his face.
"You are not among the lab assistants I selected. Get out!"
The young man's smile froze for a moment, then he lowered his head as if a little embarrassed and apologized respectfully.
"I'm sorry, Professor Zhang, I..."
"This is my place now. I don't welcome uninvited people. You'd better not make me say it again."
Zhang Zhiyi's tone instantly turned cold. Several experimental assistants not far away were originally reading the experimental manuscripts together, whispering to each other from time to time.
At this moment, they also noticed the movement here and looked over, but no one spoke rashly.
This new professor has a bad temper. He seemed a little moody before, and now he looks even more terrifying.
The young man, who had been repeatedly humiliated, knew that he was not welcome and walked out with an embarrassed look on his face.
However, the moment he turned around and lowered his head, a hint of ruthlessness and murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
Zhang Zhiyi keenly caught this hint of murderous intent, and became more certain of his previous guess.
He picked up the coffee on the table with an expressionless face, first sniffed it with his nose, then took a small sip and savored it carefully.
After a while, the coffee was put back on the table. Zhang Zhiyi looked over there and hooked his finger at a young male assistant who had stared at him curiously several times.
The young assistant, who had just left university not long ago, turned pale, put down the notebook in his hand nervously, and moved slowly over step by step.
"What's your name?"
"Jiang Xia, Professor, you can just call me Xiao Jiang."
Jiang Xia's attitude was very respectful, and his inner anxiety and insecurity were written all over his face.
"What are you afraid of? I don't eat people."
Zhang Zhiyi gave him a displeased look, then waved at him, motioning him to bend down and come closer to talk.
Jiang Xia forced a stiff smile. Although he was a little afraid of this moody professor, he still had to listen to the boss.
After he bent down, Zhang Zhiyi leaned over and whispered in his ear.
"Go report to the management here. The man just now is a spy. This cup of coffee was spiked with psychotropic drugs. Send it for testing."
This sentence was like a thunderclap that stunned Jiang Xia instantly. He asked curiously and in disbelief.
"How do you know?"
Zhang Zhiyi tapped the rim of the coffee cup with his index finger and spoke casually with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Maybe... intuition?"
Speaking of spies, this is also one of their strengths. When it comes to lurking, the Zhang family is very experienced!
For that kind of stupid spy who couldn't wait to show his courtesy and couldn't even hide his expression and aura, deliberately hanging around in front of him is just showing off one's skills in front of an expert!
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