Chapter 850 Didn’t You Eat?

After sending a highly metaphorical tweet, Zhou Rui put away his phone and began to edit the "Zodiac mimicry program" for Nantianmen, which was his previous idea to add some fun to the slow live broadcast.

This work did not take up too much of his time, but it was already noon when he finished it. Turning his head and looking out the window, he happened to see a truck pulling old office desks downstairs next door, which should be making room for the renovation.

The two buildings next door have been completely emptied, with structural renovation first and intelligent renovation later. All work is planned to be completed after the Spring Festival.

To be precise, the other two major projects: "Wanhu Base Development" and "Okinawa Rocket Base" will also be completed in the first half of next year, when the entire Fu Rui Group will usher in a new stage of rapid development.

Closing the computer and letting the shower go into his sleeves, Zhou Rui stood up and turned to the next door and knocked on Gan Yuan's door.

Originally, I wanted to talk to Gan Yuan about sending people to the Beijing North Space Administration, but I saw that the breakfast on Gan Yuan's table was not touched at all.

Gan Yuan seemed to be in some distress. When she looked up, her eyes were a little dull. It was obvious that she had encountered some work problems, and her voice was a little confused.

"Boss?"

"You didn't eat?"

Gan Yuan tried to cheer herself up and said in a louder voice: "Boss! Good afternoon!"

Zhou Rui: "."

After a while, Zhou Rui shook his head and said: "Don't work anymore. Let's go out for lunch and accompany me to an academic conference in the afternoon."

Gan Yuan hesitated: "Academic conference? Will I cause you trouble if I go?"

She hasn't been in contact with these for several years? Of course, when she was in school, she was also far away from academics, but she graduated step by step.

Zhou Rui didn't give her a chance to refuse, and said: "Help me with some advice. Let's go. I'm hungry. Let's go eat first."

Gan Yuan's legs and feet are no longer a problem for walking, but she can't walk for a long time or long distance. In addition, she is a little slow when changing her posture. She needs to support herself when getting up and sitting down.

However, the more this happens, the more she should walk. There is not much difference between sitting all the time and lying down all the time.

The two had a light meal on University Road, and then went to the college office to find a badge for Gan Yuan before going to the venue together.

Perhaps after walking for a kilometer or two, Zhou Rui noticed that Gan Yuan's posture began to change. It seemed that her right leg was tired, and she began to subconsciously protect it.

Zhou Rui walked around to Gan Yuan's right side and raised his elbow. Gan Yuan's face flushed a little, but she finally supported Zhou Rui's arm.

The two walked in, as if they were attending a dinner party more than an academic conference.

Zhou Rui's seat was in the first row, and he sat one person apart. The person on his left happened to not come today, so Gan Yuan didn't look abrupt sitting on the side.

By this afternoon, the progress of this meeting was actually more than halfway through, and it was mainly based on "personal reports".

This kind of academic conference is all about copper heads and iron tails and tofu waists. The opening and closing are all big guys, and the relatively lower level in the middle is why Zhou Rui didn't plan to come.

The main purpose is to force Gan Yuan to go out for a walk.

After reading the "fortune-telling", he has changed a lot.

The first two reports in the afternoon were of average quality as expected.

One was about "gravity energy storage", which is to use excess electricity to drive the lifting machinery, pull the heavy objects (such as big stones) to the highest point, and convert them into potential energy. When needed, the heavy objects fall down again, and gravity pulls the motor to generate electricity again.

It sounds extremely primitive, and even absurd like taking off pants to fart, but in fact, this energy storage method does have its own advantages.

First of all, it is stable. The big stones can be lifted up and will not "deteriorate" for several years. There is no difficulty in storage, no extra energy is consumed, and it is not easy to fail. This "stability" is unmatched by all other solutions.

Another is that it is highly applicable. It does not require the support of high-tech industries or complex equipment. It can be done in ravines and Gobi deserts.

Finally, energy conversion does not have so many twists and turns, and the energy storage efficiency is better than many complex high-tech equipment, which can reach more than 80%.

In a broad sense, "hydropower station" is also gravity energy storage, but in practice it is generally listed separately as "pumped storage".

In order to store energy, humans have come up with a lot of creative ideas, each with its own tricks, and even quite funny.

The second report is about molten salt energy storage, which uses excess electricity to heat inorganic salts to form a high-temperature solution, which is stored in a warm state, and then heat exchanged when needed to boil water and generate electricity again.

It sounds much more high-tech than pulling stones with electricity, but the complex system is not beautiful. The equipment itself requires a large investment, which is almost the same as rebuilding a thermal power plant, and the system stability is also much worse.

It can only be said that all human production activities need to focus on "comprehensive benefits". High-tech is not necessarily the best. Cost, difficulty, safety, ease of use. All aspects must be "excellent" before they can be widely popularized.

Zhou Rui just listened for fun, and occasionally whispered with Gan Yuan about something else.

But the third report was a bit interesting. It turned out to be Fan Zusong from yesterday.

It slightly attracted Zhou Rui's attention.

This skinny old man had a completely different temperament from the other reporters. He walked up with a nod and a bow. Before he even stood in the center of the stage, he had already been slapped by four or five people.

Considering what Linto had found, it was not difficult to understand that the funding for research projects came from a variety of sources, but no matter which source, once the payment was suspended, it would be much more serious than a mortgage suspension.

Several years or even more than ten years of hard work will be ruined in one day, the tree will fall and the hozen will be scattered, and you may even be sued for compensation.

Another person may not perform better than Fan Zusong.

After the old man came on stage, he began to talk about the various advantages of "lithium-sulfur batteries" humbly and eagerly.

He talked endlessly for twenty minutes about how good lithium-sulfur batteries are, how many breakthroughs they have made, and how close they are to the transformation of their results.

From Zhou Rui's perspective, it is not difficult to see that the old man has exaggerated a lot. As long as there are some signs, the funding will not be cut off.

He only got one thing right throughout the article, and that is that the theoretical performance of "lithium-sulfur batteries" is indeed extremely strong, surpassing the current common lithium cobalt oxide batteries (mobile phone batteries).

The premise is that you can do it and it can be manufactured on a large scale at a reasonable cost.

Just like everyone knows that "superconducting" is good, how many people have really enjoyed it?

This direction has been proposed for decades, and there has been progress, but there are no translatable results worth mentioning around the world.

Fan Zusong was obviously not a very eloquent person, and his rhetoric gradually turned into chatter. He included two sentences in three sentences: "I hope more employers will see us." Yunyun.

The people below began to lose focus. This was an academic meeting, not a sales meeting. Fan Zusong's behavior made them very uncomfortable.

When the 30-minute time limit was about to end, Fan Zusong was still unwilling to give in when he saw the mediocre response from everyone below. He rushed to the end and directly put a large amount of experimental data on his computer onto the big screen.

Start explaining the boring table line by line.

It's just that the attention of the following people was even more distracted, and no one paid any attention to him. It gradually turned into a difficult one-man show.

The management reminded him several times that the time was up, but Fan Zusong still insisted on continuing to talk, refusing to come down. The originally 30-minute report was still on the stage after 40 minutes.

When everyone in the audience was drowsy, only Zhou Rui was below, stroking his chin slightly in trance.

I didn’t expect that someone actually moved the unorganized raw data to the big screen. I don’t know whether to say that he worked hard or that he didn’t use his brain.

Who can read this densely packed form?

But just now "peeling off the cocoon" was triggered

Marked a lot of things