Chapter 790 Establishment of Scholarship

Liu Jianjun was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Brother Minghua, do you still remember the first time we met?"

"Why don't you remember? It happened eighteen years ago." Fang Minghua also laughed.

At that time, Fang Minghua had just traveled to this era, and he was still guarding the gate of Yanhe magazine. Liu Jianjun, who was still a student at NPU at the time, took a poem he had written and barged into the magazine to see the editor-in-chief. Fang Minghua stopped him and said, One of his own poems made him come back despite the difficulties.

“At that time, we college students, whether we were studying literature or science, almost all had the same belief: study hard and revitalize China! Because we were delayed for a whole ten years and fell far behind developed countries in Europe and the United States, and we urgently needed to catch up. Even though Many of the poems he wrote are full of worry, such as Bei Dao's "Answer" and Shu Ting's "My Motherland", which inspire everyone to work hard."

"More than ten years have passed, and the country has gradually become richer and stronger, but European and American countries are also developing rapidly. In May this year, you also know about the incident in which the United States bombed our embassy in Yugoslavia, right? We international students were angry when we heard the news. In one word, It’s still not strong enough.”

"So you have to go back." Fang Minghua picked up the beer glass and touched it with him and said.

Liu Jianjun nodded.

"Of course, it is no longer popular to say these words, but I have not forgotten it. Besides, I am sent by the government. It would be unreasonable if I don't go back after spending the country's money. My father is a farmer and has never seen much of the world, but he often Tell me, you should repay kindness with kindness. That’s the truth.”

"Your dad is very powerful, and he has raised such a good son like you. Come and give your dad a toast!" Fang Minghua picked up the beer glass again, and the two of them clinked it and drank it down.

"There is also good news." Liu Jianjun looked excited and said in a low voice:

"Not long ago, Director Zhang of our institute called me and said that the country is preparing to start the research and development of early warning aircraft, which will be undertaken by AVIC Group One and China Electronics Technology, including XAC, Qinfei, Xidian, Nanjing China Electronics Technology 14th Institute and other units , including our 618th Institute. Director Zhang said that after I return, I will immediately participate in the research and development of this scientific research project as the backbone of our institute!”

"That's a good thing. Congratulations. I wish you an early success in research and development!" Fang Minghua said with a smile.

"Hehe. What I have learned over the past few years will be put to use immediately." Liu Jianjun was also very happy.

"Hey, Jianjun, why did your friend, Wu Haitao, say something a little extreme just now?" Fang Minghua asked, remembering the boy just now.

"He talks like that, but he is a nice person." Liu Jianjun defended his friend: "I also got a little stimulation when I was studying in China."

"What excitement?"

"He went to Tsinghua University, a bachelor's and master's degree program, and his academic performance was very good. He said that the school originally recommended him to go to the University of California, Berkeley to study for a Ph.D. at a public expense, but the place was squeezed. One person's academic performance was not as good as his, and a certain The professor's child was studying for a Ph.D. at public expense, so he got angry and applied to study at Stanford University. With his grades at Tsinghua University, of course the school would accept it, but it would be at his own expense."

"His hometown is in Sichuan Province. The conditions of an ordinary working-class family are very average. I heard that the family spent almost everything they could to support his education, and even borrowed money from relatives and friends. He managed to finish his Ph.D. in school with scholarships and work-study studies. Don't mention it. I also supported him.”

"So, he wants to stay in the United States wholeheartedly?" Fang Minghua asked. "Yes, what can he do if he just earns some money when he returns home? I'm sorry for the family's efforts over the years - the family owes a lot of debt for him to repay. He also has a younger brother and he has reached the age of marriage. Why doesn't he make money? manage?"

"Yes, I understand." Fang Minghua nodded.

"So I am relatively lucky. I study for a Ph.D. at public expense, and Mingli is very supportive. And you, my uncle, have given me so much support, allowing me to live a life without worries about food and clothing, and just study and do experiments all day long. We are all so envious, haha." Liu Jianjun laughed.

"Yes, you should work hard after you go back, and you and Mingli will still have a good life!" Fang Minghua said, and suddenly the conversation changed: "Jianjun, are there many students like you who come to Stanford to study in mainland China?"

"Not much." Liu Jianjun shook his head:

"Our school has an overseas student association, about 80 to 90 of them. Stanford is considered a top university in the United States, and it's not easy to get in. It's about half and half between public funding and self-funding. In addition, in recent years, the country has tightened the number of publicly funded study abroad places, and self-funded students will become more and more popular in the future. Come more and more, it’s not easy to study abroad anyway.”

"I have an idea. I want to set up a foundation in your school to specifically support master's and doctoral students from China who come to study abroad. Of course, if their families are in difficulty, each person will be supported with funding ranging from 4,000 to 6,000 US dollars per year. This is mine. Initial thoughts, what do you think?" Fang Minghua said.

"Okay, to tell you the truth, there are several scholarships and grants for Stanford graduate students, such as Fellowship/Scholarship and Assistantship, etc., but these are not accessible to everyone, and some are only for domestic students in the United States, like us. If you set up a scholarship, international students will definitely welcome it! Especially those self-financing students, this will solve a big problem for them!" Liu Jianjun said.

"Okay, I'll talk to you and the relevant personnel of your school about this matter." Fang Minghua replied and asked again:

"I wonder if there is any financial support in China for you returning overseas students? Many of you gave up your high salary and returned to China. You should be supported and encouraged!"

Liu Jianjun thought for a moment and replied: "I heard that the Ministry of Education implemented a project called the "Chunhui Plan" last year, which mainly allocates special funds from the Ministry of Education to support overseas students to return to China for short-term work."

"As for those of us who return directly to China, there are still some benefits in terms of salary, job title evaluation, including housing allocation. For example, if I go back, I will be a senior engineer, and my salary will be two levels higher than others. Of course, the treatment of each unit is different."

"Two levels higher, you also said that it is less than 4,000 yuan, what is enough?" Fang Minghua waved his hand and said: "I plan to set up a fund in China. For overseas students who return to China to work and start a business, each person will be given 200,000 to 500,000 yuan. You can start a business or settle down and spend it yourself!"

"Specially for our school?"

"No, no, foreign universities, such as MIT, Cambridge, Oxford, etc., are of course world-class universities. Fake universities or even ordinary universities are not good. As for the specific list, I will study it slowly."

Oh my God

Liu Jianjun was stunned.

Even if it is a world-class university, there must be dozens of them, right? There are at least a hundred students returning from these schools every year!

How much money does it cost this year? !

Seeing Liu Jianjun's surprised eyes, Fang Minghua smiled mysteriously: "Jianjun, I'm very rich, why do I need so much money? I can't bring it with me when I'm born, and I can't take it with me when I die. I'd rather spend it on something useful! I think it's worth it!"

"Brother, I really admire you! I toast you a glass!" Liu Jianjun raised his glass.

"Haha, cheers!"