Chapter 244 Didn't Hear Clearly

Scientific research emphasizes intelligence gathering. As early as the 1950s, China established the Information Research Institute of the Academy of Sciences, which was later renamed the Scientific and Technical Information Research Institute. This is also the case in other countries, setting up special agencies to keep an eye on the scientific and technological literature of various countries in the world, and to find usable information from them.

Zhou Qingfeng wrote a paper, er..., copied a paper and published it in the school magazine. But he was very uncertain. After all, scientific research emphasizes the traceability of qualifications and traceable sources. As long as these things are carefully investigated, they will definitely reveal flaws.

Since he has absolutely no experience in this area, Zhou Qingfeng simply used Xu Guoqiang's name to contribute. It's just that after submitting the manuscript and inquiring about it carefully, he felt that his efforts were wasted. Scientific periodicals also pay attention to grades. Who reads school journals? There are some messy things on it, and there are even poems written by some students moaning out of illness.

How can this be called human?

It's just that they don't send it to the school magazine, and other houses don't accept it? The way of scientific research cannot be understood by people with high intelligence and good reading skills. Zhou Qingfeng read a bunch of papers, but no one told him how to publish this paper step by step?

It dragged on for half a month, Zhou Qingfeng read books every day, did some small experiments, and then racked his brains to figure out where to get a large sum of money. And early this morning, Howard, who looked like an enemy, suddenly appeared in the laboratory of this broken warehouse.

This guy came alone, but he didn't speak when he came. He stared and scanned the dilapidated warehouse with his eyes, as if he wanted to discover some big secrets. But this place is listed as a laboratory, rather than a waste shelter.

Xu Guoqiang looks very busy every day when he gets up early and goes to bed late, but he can only pass the time by answering questions for Zhou Qingfeng and guiding his studies.

Yan Tao is extremely bored, wandering around the broken warehouse every day, counting the leaves on the trees and ants on the ground to survive.

Zhou Qingfeng's head is as big as a bucket, and his knowledge of biology covers a wide range. He used to think that as long as he had money, he could recruit a lot of men to work, and he was responsible for guiding the research dog to get the results. Forget about money now, if you want to guide others, you have to know it yourself!

Except for Yan Tao's bride-to-be who would come to deliver meals, no one cared about the poor and lonely three people for half a month. When Howard appeared today, even Yan Tao, who has always been keen on fame and fortune, was a little slow to react, half a month of leisurely life would destroy him.

Howard strode forward with a face like a wolf and eyes like a falcon. He entered the broken warehouse and sniffed it with his nose, searching for all suspicious places like a hound. But this place is really ordinary..., tables and chairs, pharmacy tables, and a bunch of unfinished living facilities due to lack of money.

The ground is quite clean, but the mental state of the staff is not very good. Howard turned the broken warehouse around,

He was stunned that no one paid attention to him. But the problem is that the amazing paper clearly has the address here?

When he received a call from the United States in the early hours of the morning, Howard immediately lost sleepiness, and he couldn't figure out what happened after thinking hard. The incident of salted fish turning over is too weird, and it is impossible for it to happen without some special encounters.

According to the information provided by the Hopkins Medical Center, Howard found those comments on Zhou Qingfeng's papers online. Due to the delay in the publication of scientific journals, the number of citations to papers is still uncertain, but in the information age, important things will always become hot spots soon.

Looking at the praise of Zhou Qingfeng's paper in various professional scientific forums, Howard quickly calculated a rough figure. This 2,000-word paper will get at least 30 citations in other papers in the world's top journals within two months.

This is a bit similar to likes. Other people's papers are based on yours, which is equivalent to a like. To get 30 likes in top journals is already a passing mark. But it's only been two months, a conservative estimate of two months! The days to come are still long.

Howard had to run to his laboratory in the middle of the night to find the original school magazine, and also found the scientific research dog that had conducted the verification test on his order. It turned out that..., "Because I ordered the verification, you quoted it in your paper, and published the results on foreign biology forums, and the result was..."

God, are you kidding me?

Howard remembered a slang term he came across when he was learning Chinese, which was called 'I shot my own foot with a stone'. He had been unable to understand it in the past, but today he completely understood it.

"How could it be such a coincidence? If it weren't for the task I assigned to find fault, no one would read this kind of crappy journal, and no one would care about the papers published on it, and naturally there would be no embarrassment now."

If possible, Howard really wants to look up to the sky and sigh, "Since Shengyu, He Shengliang!" Why am I so unlucky? He obviously wanted to dig a hole to make trouble for the opponent, but in the end he helped the opponent a lot'.

Not long after dawn, Howard, who was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, rushed to Xu Guoqiang's biochemical laboratory. He fully thought that he would see a modern laboratory, high-end instruments and equipment, a busy scientific research dog, and a high-spirited Xu Guoqiang. This is in line with the scenario of a laboratory publishing international papers.

It turns out that this place is a deserted, quiet waste shelter, shabby and simple are not enough to describe this place. If you exclude Zhou Qingfeng who was in a daze while reading, the whole broken warehouse is filled with a sense of decadence and failure.

Can this place write a paper that amazes the world? It's too exaggerated!

"You... how did you do it?" Howard couldn't bear the confusion in his heart. He found Yan Tao, who was traveling thousands of miles, and asked his question in a low voice.

Yan Tao looked at Howard who was wandering around in the broken warehouse, and it took him a long time to recognize him. At first, he felt that the other party might come to trouble Xu Guoqiang, and thought that he should not go forward to make trouble for himself. But seeing the other party's eyes looking eastward and westward, he felt that something was wrong.

"Hmm..." Listening to the other party's exploring tone, Yan Tao subconsciously straightened his back and coughed. As a person who is good at playing tricks, his intuition told him that it was time to pretend. But the question is, what happened? He doesn't know either!

Don't show cowardice! Hold on..., hold on...!

"This... is also a very common thing." Yan Tao pondered in his heart while speaking perfunctorily. The foreigner asked 'how did we do it'? Could it be that some change in our place caught his attention? But the biggest change here is... the warehouse has been tidied up. "We raised part of the money and got it done."

But these words sounded different to Howard, he thought to himself: Is it normal? It's not normal at all! Do you think it is normal for a paper to be recognized by the international biological community? Modesty, this is the unique modesty of the Chinese, in fact they are proud of it!

Howard took another deep breath and said, "You must have worked hard in raising funds, right?"

Yan Tao thought to himself: Isn’t this nonsense? If Zhou Boy hadn't paid 80,000 yuan, there would still be rubbish everywhere and cobwebs all over the wall. And it hasn't been sorted out yet. "Yes, we are still short in terms of funds, otherwise we can do better."

Oh... Howard nodded, and said: "I also hope that you can achieve greater achievements. Do you need help? Your ability has been recognized by everyone. On behalf of the Hopkins Medical Center in the United States, I am willing to give A little financial help from you? You only need to transfer a part of your rights."

What? It's just repairing the whole broken warehouse, but can you still get the approval of foreigners? Yan Tao felt that this style of painting was wrong! But he still subconsciously asked: "How much money can I give?"

"Fifty million... dollars."

Plop... Yan Tao's feet went limp, and he fell forward, grabbing Howard's shirt with both hands and pulling it all the way down. The jacket didn't catch, slipped off, and ended up being him hugging Howard's thigh.

Yan Tao stared blankly, looked up at Howard's dandery head, and asked, "Say it again, I didn't hear clearly." (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL :