Chapter 427.

In the school alley, the dean had a frown on his face. Teacher Wang, who was coming towards him at the corner, frowned and turned around to leave.

? ?

"Teacher Wang?"

Teacher Wang didn't reply a word and quickened his pace, the red bag in his hand shaking.

"Teacher Wang! Teacher Wang!!"

The more he didn't respond, the weirder he got, so the dean quickly caught up with him.

I saw that the figure in front of me was becoming more and more vigorous. Damn, this old man is not usually so flexible! !

Fortunately, these few years of health care were not in vain. He rushed forward and grabbed the clothes.

"Why did you run away when you saw me?!"

Teacher Wang's guilty eyes wandered, "No, I remembered that the cord of my rice cooker has not been unplugged."

"Bullshit! You don't even cook!"

Everyone in the hospital knows that you and your wife order takeout every day and no one cooks.

The dean glanced at him suspiciously, "You didn't even say hello. Have you made a mistake recently?"

"No!" He subconsciously hid the red bag back. It would be better if he didn't hide it. Dean Ichigo looked at it.

"What to buy?"

"Why can't you see people?"

"No, my relatives just sent me some specialties."

"What's the specialty? Let me see."

"Mushrooms! Nothing interesting to see."

"Let me see!"

The red bag was handed over reluctantly. The dean opened it and took a look. What mushrooms are there? Isn't this just wine... huh?

He pulled out one of the contracts.

Researcher at Tengsheng Research Institute.

Annual salary is 500,000.

Signature: Wang Chang.

A bright red thumbprint.

"..."

The dean's pupils were shocked and he blurted out, "You have to leave too!"

"Alas... Dean, you know, my son recently bought a house. Alas, the mortgage loan is not good for this person. I want to earn a higher income and help." Wang Chang sighed.

But the dean didn't care about him at this time. He looked at the contract over and over again.

I'll just say——

Why are there so many people leaving during this time!

I finally caught the culprit! !

Teng Sheng!

The dean gritted his teeth and said, "Hire people from the school! Well done!!"

Even food and drinks! !

The next day.

As soon as Song Jiang walked to the school gate with his bag in hand, he was caught by the dean of the School of Mechanical Engineering who blocked the door.

Damn it!

Five stars!

He subconsciously handed out the red bag and said, "Hello, Teacher Chen, I have admired you for a long time."

"Ha" the dean sneered, "Song Jiang, right?" He took the red bag, swiped it, took out the contract and tore it up!

"Don't enter our courtyard from now on!"

"Did you hear that?"

Song Jiang was stunned and suddenly realized.

It turned out to be to catch thieves!

"Teacher, what you said is wrong! Everyone must have a better way out! You should not limit your identity to"

"close the door!"

The security guard pressed the button knowingly, and the door to the branch campus slammed shut.

The two people looked at each other across the fence, and the dean snorted coldly.

Song Jiang sighed, there was nothing he could do.

We can only take the small road.

…

An hour later, the two people met in the narrow path of the garden and looked at each other.

Song Jiang took a step back and said, "Good morning!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and ran away!

"Stop!"

With a loud voice, the dean was so angry that he rushed to follow.

Two extremely fast figures shuttled on the stone road, a similar story. However, even if they maintained good health, they could not catch up with the young man in his prime.

"Ouch!"

A stone flew and hit the tree trunk, and a middle-aged man was seen falling heavily on the grass. The young man dozens of meters in front hesitated, stopped and turned around.

When he was just one meter away, his slightly calloused hands grasped his ankle heavily.

The dean touched his nose and said, "Run!"

"Don't run." Song Jiang sighed, bent down and helped the middle-aged man up. The dean snorted coldly and saw the young man bending down to pat the grass clippings on his legs.

I still have some conscience, but not much!

Thinking of the other party poaching a teacher from his own school, the dean was heartbroken.

"Teacher, why don't you go to the hospital?"

"You treat me as ceramics! Don't go!"

The two people looked at each other, "Then let go."

"What if you let me go and run away, acting like a monkey!"

"I won't run."

The dean didn't believe a hair, and increased the force in his hand.

"I'll sit down if you don't let me go."

"Sit down."

Song Jiang really sat down cross-legged, like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"...You student?" The dean twitched his lips, "Okay, follow me to the office! You can sit wherever you want, as long as it's dirty!"

Song Jiang stood up quickly, and soon they arrived at the dean's office.

The dean angrily placed a cup of tea in front of him. There was a heavy bang and the tea leaves rolled in the cup.

"Tell me, it's not easy to poach teachers from schools! Do you understand how to run a research institute?"

"There are so many talented people in the school! I don't know how to find them elsewhere."

"Then you can't dig at Yan University!" The dean slapped his hand on the table, and only a bang was heard.

"Then I go to another school to dig?"

Song Jiang probed, and the dean paused, thoughtfully, "That's not impossible..." He muttered to himself, and when he woke up, he saw the strange look in his eyes.

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about?" the dean said covertly, "No one from any school can dig randomly!"

"Teacher, please recommend some people to me! I promise that I will never poach teachers from my alma mater in the future! From now on, I will come to the School of Engineering to recruit students every year!!"

"..." The dean remained silent.

"I'll open another special engineering scholarship!"

"..."

"Donate another 10 million yuan for equipment."

"Alas! Why are you so stubborn?" The dean rolled his eyes, "Let's do this. In the future, the research and development projects will allow your juniors to gain experience."

"Teacher, you are quite greedy too."

"Can you speak?" The dean was furious. As he spoke, he grabbed a pen, pulled out a piece of paper, and wrote down a few rows of big words.

With a big palm clap, he pressed into Song Jiang's arms.

Just open the door and push the person out.

"Peng!"

The door panel trembled behind me.

Song Jiang was left standing outside the door, picking up the paper blankly.

【Nankai Liao Wenyao Xia Houfu Mo Yang

Xiamen University Jian Tairan Ke Xing'an

Huaxi Wu Qimei...

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"Is this...done?"

Song Jiang almost laughed out loud when he looked at the list.

Now there is some work done!

…

The next day.

Song Jiang pulled his suitcase to Nankai, and at the same time, Jiang Hui arrived in Sweden to receive the Nobel Prize!

The hot search that Yanda has been preparing for a long time suddenly rushed to the top!

[Yanda Professor Jiang Hui became the 11th person from China to win the Nobel Prize! 】

[Dr. Jiang Hui developed room temperature superconducting technology! 】

[Our country’s technology leads foreign countries! ! 】

[What changes will normal temperature superconducting technology bring to life! 】

Discussions can be seen everywhere on the Internet and even in restaurants.

"Jiang Hui is too awesome!"

"This technology can be used in missiles and electromagnetic guns. In the future, we won't just attack foreign companies!"

"This technology means that I can save money on future electricity bills! Then my electricity bill will be less next month!"

"Don't think blindly, it will take at least 10 years for this technology to become popular!"

"Too."

On the streets, huge advertising banners broadcast the latest interviews.

The middle-aged man with white hair and bright eyes smiled, "I have always believed that the most interesting thing about doing scientific research is that you never know how many conclusions your research and development will overturn."