Chapter 179 Meeting with Netizens

Wearing gloves, Zhou Rui gently wiped a piece of PET sheet with alcohol, facing the light to ensure that there was no color, traces, or dirt.

This is the substrate of "metal magnetron sputtering" and the carrier of the final product.

Putting the PET sheet into the "drying room", Zhou Rui continued to clean the "sputtering boat", which is the carrier of the target material.

Yes, this is most of what he is responsible for at present.

"Entry task [Basic Chemical Process], experience value +1, current progress (7/100)"

Magnetron sputtering is a process. The goal of the project team is to develop new coating materials, which belongs to the standard material field, but if you take a closer look, there are more parts that are biased towards "physics".

But it doesn't matter, [Basic Physics] is also the entry task currently hanging, and some experience can also be gained through experiments.

I, Zhou Rui, do things one by one, and it has been planned long ago.

As for the work content of cleaning, Zhou Rui is very calm. On the one hand, he is new here, and it is right to familiarize himself with the process. He is not here to "press the switch" specifically, and these are all things to learn.

Secondly, he only comes after class in the afternoon, while other seniors spend almost the whole day here.

When he comes, everyone else is almost busy. If he wants to do some specific work, he has to be specially reserved by others.

Not far away, Xue Li is worried that Zhou Rui is unhappy about cleaning the materials. After all, he is the person that the boss specifically asked to take care of, so she decided to find something else for Zhou Rui to do.

"Zhou Rui, how is your math?"

Zhou Rui also put the splashing boat into the drying room and smiled slightly: "Not bad, is there anything I can help with?"

Xue Li: "Do you want to try data calculation? Although it is also quite boring."

Zhou Rui said no problem, because I haven't got the [Basic Mathematics] entry yet, just one point short.

I, Zhou Rui, always do things one by one.

After obtaining [entries] many times, Zhou Rui is very good at matching the entry tasks "round by round" to obtain maximum efficiency.

"Try to calculate the 'deposition rate'. This line is the voltage, and this line is the air pressure."

Xue Li only taught once, and Zhou Rui quickly got the hang of it. On the contrary, Xue Li was a little bit unable to get a word in, because everything only needs to be said once, and there is no need to open your mouth a second time.

This junior is a little too good

The senior junior in the group is far inferior to Zhou Rui in overall level. What was she studying in her freshman year? Advanced mathematics?

Can we only say that she is worthy of being the top scorer in the national college entrance examination?

But such a person should not stay here for too long, one semester? It is estimated that he will go to a larger project group in his sophomore year.

As a relatively mature field, the main research direction of the "Metal Magnetron Sputtering" laboratory is the effect changes of coating under different materials, different magnetic field distributions, and different substrates. It is not difficult to write a paper, but don't think about any results. Basically, everyone is using it as a springboard.

Zhou Rui stayed in the laboratory until after 9 o'clock before leaving with Xue Li, and then refused the kindness of the senior sister to have a midnight snack together, and went directly to the back door of the school.

An Audi A6 stopped at the back door.

Song Bin lowered the window: "Boss, get in the car."

Today they are going to pick someone up, and the other party will not arrive in Shanghai until 11 o'clock.

This car is not high-end, but it is low-key and formal enough, just suitable for today's situation.

Song Bin searched through the garage of his second uncle's house and finally found such a simple car.

When he asked, it turned out that it was not his second uncle's, but the manager who came to report on his work.

Zhou Rui looked at the interior, which looked a bit rustic with his 23-year-old eyes, but now, a strong low-key business style emerged.

Zhou Rui: "This car is well chosen."

Song Bin: "The boss told us to be low-key and formal!"

At more than nine o'clock, Shanghai was still busy with traffic, and the whistling sound of the shuttle on the elevated road made people forget the time.

Song Bin also got his driver's license during the summer vacation of his senior year in high school. He drove slowly and conservatively. Zhou Rui didn't urge him, but leaned back and took out the book.

Song Bin glanced at Zhou Rui through the rearview mirror and said, "Boss, you are too hardworking. Be careful not to get dizzy."

Zhou Rui flipped through the pages of the book and said, "Instead of staring out the window, it's better to learn something."

Song Bin was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "After all, it's just a freshman, right? There's still a lot of time."

Zhou Rui thought: Maybe I wasted too much time in my previous life.

Feeling that Song Bin seemed to have a strong desire to chat, Zhou Rui simply stopped looking and said, "What happened last time?"

"Which time?"

"Wenwen? Is that her name?"

Song Bin's hand trembled, and the steering wheel almost deviated.

"Sister Wen, what's that?"

Zhou Rui joked, "Still call her Sister Wen? "

Actually Zhou Rui was still wrong. That night the other party asked Song Bin to call her Wenwen, which can't be said to be a "nickname" because she was called "Xue Wenwen"

It's a close name.

Song Bin met Xue Wenwen at a dinner with his father. Actually, it's quite boring to say that she is the child of a business partner, but sometimes the world is so wonderful.

Who can say for sure about eye contact? No one stipulates that girls can't like fat, small, and musical players.

This is already quite pragmatic.

In TV dramas, there are also rich girls who like "frown steel plates".

Song Bin himself felt out of place in that place, and when someone could talk about music, he opened up the conversation. After the dinner, it turned into a situation where he came to the "studio" to have a look and asked his boss to accompany him.

However, after sobering up, Song Bin regained his honest character and instinctively wanted to "run away", but Xue Wenwen was obviously really interested in him.

Zhou Rui: "How old is your sister Wenwen?"

Song Bin said awkwardly: "Just graduated, four years older than us, the boss is really just a friend, sister Wenwen is simply interested in music."

Zhou Rui gave a thumbs up, and if Xue Wenwen had any music bacteria, he would believe it.

"If you are interested in music, you can bring it to the studio more often. Anyway, there are usually not many people there."

The car stopped steadily in the parking lot of Hongqiao Airport. Zhou Rui got out of the car and went to the arrival floor with Song Bin.

Waves of passengers came out, and Zhou Rui and Song Bin observed the crowd.

"Boss, what does that person look like?"

"Good question. I haven't seen him either."

"Ah? Then how do we pick him up?"

Just as he was about to call to ask, a man in his early thirties, wearing a plaid shirt and glasses, stood in front of Zhou Rui.

"Teacher A Rui? We finally meet!"

Zhu Yaoqing stretched out a hand, his face full of excitement.

This was considered a large-scale online friend meeting, and he finally met his "soulmate".

Zhou Rui and Zhu Yaoqing shook hands.

"Chief Zhu, we finally meet."