In 1978, I was admitted to Harbin Institute of Technology

Chapter 325 Xie Rou, who is not human, wants to go to the Institute of Mathematics. Wang Zheng wants to eat cured meat.
"Upstairs... if we hadn't poached people from other units, would we be where we are now? There's only so much food in the pot; if we don't fight for it, everyone will go hungry. At least we're eating well. This can help many other units eat their fill too!"

Zhang Mingqiu said bitterly, "It's only because there's no one supporting us at school. If there were, things wouldn't be like this!"

It's common knowledge that having connections in high places makes things easier.

In any other organization where high-ranking leaders have been promoted from within the organization, things would not be like this now.

"Your statement is biased. Without the support from above, the outcome would have been different. Long Yaohua personally intervened, not with you or me, nor with Xie Wei, but directly with Yu Guofeng to deliver a message..."

Liu Debao reminded Zhang Mingqiu.

They've all been through a decade of political upheaval; their political acumen shouldn't be this poor.

Besides, the higher-ups had already given hints many times before, but they simply ignored them.

"You mean there's support from a higher-ranking leader than Long Yaohua, otherwise things wouldn't have turned out this way?"

Zhang Mingqiu immediately became happy.

"if not?"

Liu Debao snorted coldly, "Old Zhang, our school has come a long way, and we should all be more united. Let's not beat around the bush; there's no need for us to play these petty tricks on each other."

"I'm not playing any tricks, I'm just a little unhappy! Before Xie Wei came along, I thought I'd just retire as vice principal. I wouldn't have any memorable achievements... then Xie Wei came..."

Zhang Mingqiu hurriedly explained.

Liu Debao didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

Isn't he the same way?
On the train, Xie Wei and Xie Rou settled into their sleeper car. Apart from bringing a change of clothes, they didn't even bring any local specialties from Harbin.

We haven't been in contact with our relatives for many years, and my mother has always been a housewife with few friends.

My father didn't have many good relationships with his colleagues.

That was at least the case before Xie Wei went to college.

Since his mother had only recently returned from here, Xie Wei didn't bring back any local specialties.

What can I bring?
Harbin Red Sausage?

Big rye bread?
In Liu Mei's eyes, none of these can compare to the food from the Sichuan region.

After getting on the bus, Xie Rou began to prepare to continue calculating the mathematical model she had not finished before at the small table next to her.

"Have you forgotten the rules?"

Xie Wei reminded her to keep it a secret. "Read a book when you have nothing else to do."

Xie Rou was speechless and rolled her eyes at Xie Wei.

Whether it was due to special arrangements by the school or other reasons, the brother and sister were in a soft sleeper carriage that should have been for four people, but there were only the two of them.

"Brother, why did you suddenly decide to go home? You didn't say you wanted to go back when Mom was here."

Xie Rou was preoccupied with the mathematical model, unable to visualize the details in her mind, and couldn't concentrate on reading.

Feeling utterly bored, after her brother got on the bus, she stared blankly out the window at the scenery rushing past.

Xie Rou knew very well that her brother was in trouble.

“We haven’t been home for a long time, have we? And what about Mom’s big rooster? Isn’t it a waste of food if we don’t eat it? The hen can lay eggs.”

Xie Wei snapped out of his daze, forced a smile, and answered Xie Rou.

"Did you tell Sister Mo when you got home?"

"what?"

Xie Wei hasn't seen Mo Lingyu for a while.

"Sister Mo has always liked you, but she went abroad because you didn't reciprocate her feelings..."

"..."

Xie Wei didn't know how to start the conversation.

Talking about feelings with Xie Rou, a girl who is not yet sixteen and whose mind is full of mathematical formulas and mechanical models?

"Godmother was right, in this world, only math doesn't lie... You clearly like Sister Mo too, but you don't say it..."

"Is it that obvious?"

Xie Wei never expected that Xie Rou, who usually didn't care about anything except studying, could actually tell that he liked Mo Lingyu.
I didn't show it at all.

"Why isn't it obvious?"

Xie Rou looked at her with disdain, "It's much more obvious than many formulas that require deduction. You can see it at a glance... If you don't like her, why would you let her share an office with you? Why would you keep letting her do your laundry? And why would she keep getting you food and running errands... Don't tell me it's for work."

Xie Rouyue's expression grew increasingly contemptuous as she spoke, "If you can't accept others, then don't monopolize them!"

"Where did I monopolize her?"

Xie Wei was completely speechless.

Only Xie Rou could say anything.

Anyone who didn't know better would really think Xie Wei was some kind of domineering and shameless person.

"You just don't know it, but there are a lot of people in the school who like Sister Mo... However, if any boy gets too close to Sister Mo, Principal Zhang will personally intervene and have a talk with him..."

"..."

At this moment, Xie Wei felt more wronged than Dou E, the kind of person who couldn't clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

I had absolutely no idea about this!

No wonder Mo Lingyu was very kind to her at first, but then ignored her.

Her attitude changed drastically, especially after she returned to her hometown.

So that's the reason.

"Xie Rou, what do you think if you had the chance to go to the Institute of Mathematics of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and study mathematics under your godmother's teacher?"

Xie Wei felt that he couldn't let Xie Rou take control of the conversation.

Change the subject decisively.

“Great! I was just worried that the math I need to use these days is getting harder and harder. My godmother isn’t at school, and my uncle isn’t a math major, plus he’s usually busy…”

"uncle?"

Xie Wei looked completely bewildered.

Where did I suddenly get another uncle?
My mother told me that I have two uncles. I went back to my mother's hometown with my parents when I was very young, but I have almost no memory of them now.

"Professor Liang Hongbin."

Seeing Xie Wei's puzzled expression, Xie Rou rolled her eyes at him.

It's a shame he's the older brother.

Got it!
Xie Wei was too lazy to dwell on the matter. "Since you're willing, I'll arrange for you to study at the Institute of Mathematics after the start of the semester."

Where is Senior Sister Wang?

Xie Rou looked delighted and then asked Wang Yuting if she wanted to go.

"..."

Xie Rou, have some decency!
Wang Yuting is already struggling to be a graduate student in Fang Pengju's Weapon Systems and Engineering program. If it weren't for taking care of Xie Rou, Wang Yuting would probably have been fired by Fang Pengju long ago or transferred to another major.

Whether a graduate student's grades are up to standard is ultimately up to the supervisor.

As for papers and research results?
Whether it was Fang Pengju's care or Xie Rou's support, it was not a problem for Wang Yuting.

Fang Pengju's current postgraduate studies in weapon systems and engineering are mainly in aerospace science and technology, materials science, engineering mechanics, and control science and technology. Any one of these subjects is enough to make someone go bald.

For Wang Yuting, a worker-peasant-soldier college student with a weak foundation and no particularly strong talent, it was extremely painful.

The key issue is that Xie Rou, that inhuman child, uses her own standards to demand things of Wang Yuting, which once drove Wang Yuting to the point of wanting to change her major.

Xie Rou actually wanted Wang Yuting to go to the Institute of Mathematics with her?

To conduct the most challenging mathematical research in the country, and even the world.

Absolutely inappropriate!

"what happened?"

Seeing Xie Wei's strange expression, Xie Rou asked suspiciously, "Senior Wang majored in mechanics as an undergraduate, so her mathematical foundation is quite good..."

"Well, let's ask Senior Sister Wang for her opinion after school starts."

Xie Wei sighed inwardly.

Is the Institute of Mathematics a place that ordinary people can get into?
Anyway, Xie Wei didn't dare to go, and he believed that Wang Yuting wouldn't have the slightest desire to go to the Institute of Mathematics. Originally, she was already struggling in the mechanics class; otherwise, she could have become Liang Hongbin's graduate student, continuing to focus on mechanics or switching to high-energy physics or other related fields.

A chat with Xie Rou greatly eased Xie Wei's heavy mood.

After being given the "Project No. 10" by higher authorities but without funding, Xie Wei had to develop the supporting core equipment, recruit talent from all over the place, and negotiate cooperation with various relevant units. He hardly got any rest.

The train is actually a good place to rest.

After returning, Li Rui went straight to Long Yaohua's office.

"how?"

Long Yaohua looked at Li Rui with an anxious expression.

"Xie Wei took Xie Rou back to Chengdu."

"He understands the intricacies of the situation better than we imagined."

Long Yaohua remained silent for a moment, then sighed.

Xie Wei's swift response was unexpected by him and other leaders who knew Xie Wei well.

"Now we need to wait for the results. On one hand, there's the strategic adjustment of the Hongguang Factory in Rongcheng, and on the other hand, there's Xie Wei's actions after returning to the university. Project No. 10 and the core engine project have gathered almost all the most experienced experts in the country... and based on my understanding of Xie Wei, he won't let go of these people..."

"Isn't it because you didn't set a good example?"

Long Yaohua glared at Li Rui and said with great dissatisfaction.

Li Rui offered no explanation whatsoever.

On the surface, he did indeed set a bad example.

He couldn't refute the argument: the idea of ​​poaching people was Xie Wei's from the very beginning—using projects to collaborate with relevant units, "borrowing" people from other units, and then never returning them…

At that time, Xie Wei was just a student who had just entered Harbin Institute of Technology. President Li directly followed Xie Wei's suggestions and poached people everywhere, which has led to all the research institutions in the country being afraid when they hear that Harbin Institute of Technology wants to cooperate with them.

"You were the one who started this! Everyone in the organization knows it, and you don't have a good reputation anyway."

Seeing Li Rui's complicated expression, Long Yaohua immediately defined the nature of the matter.

"clear."

Li Rui felt even more bitter.

You chose this person yourself, so you have to take the blame and have no one else to blame.

"Harbin Institute of Technology used to be tacitly allowed to poach people because it could produce results quickly. But who knew that after Xie Wei sold a bunch of weapons, Liu Debao would frantically increase projects, causing the scope of poaching to become wider and wider... There is another problem: some units with funding and projects have also started to follow your lead... You need to be clear about this."

Long Yaohua knew that Li Rui was emotional.

Anyone would have feelings in that situation.

"understand!"

"Do you truly understand or are you just pretending? From the moment you joined the military and began setting up the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, you know perfectly well what you've accomplished. Xie Wei transferred ten million US dollars to Hong Kong..."

"I support it!"

Li Rui was stunned.

Could it be that someone in higher-ups is using the $1000 million transferred to Hong Kong as a breakthrough point?

Trouble!
This matter absolutely cannot be covered up.

"What do you mean you supported it? Xie Wei orchestrated it all! Who asked Wang Zheng to go? Before he went, did Wang Zheng even know what investment was? That ten million dollars has already turned into over 1.7 million dollars in profit..."

what?
Li Rui's eyes widened suddenly.

How long has it been?

Just as I was shocked, I realized something was wrong and cursed inwardly: Damn it! Xie Wei got all the credit, but I'm the one who has to take the blame when things go wrong.

Is there any justice?
"Of this money, Harbin Institute of Technology should keep $7000 million, and the remaining $1 million should be transferred to the military's company there."

Li Rui sighed, "Is it in such a hurry?"

"Let's wait until Xie Wei returns to school from his hometown of Rongcheng after the New Year. I wonder how much profit that kid will make if he handles it personally. Back then at Rongcheng People's Park, a few old guys were just casually discussing this topic..."

"..."

Got it!
Xie Wei is fine now.

And because of his enormous contributions, all the bigwigs in the military supported him, and it wasn't just the bigwigs in the military who supported him.

As long as this kid doesn't betray his country, he'll probably be able to do whatever he wants in China.

Li Rui was even a little jealous of Xie Wei at this moment.

It's the same moment.

Wang Zheng looked melancholy.

During this period, the oil futures contracts held by Xingkong Investment have been delivered one after another. He used maximum leverage on some of the contracts. In addition, Xingkong Investment's employees are all recent graduates with little experience. For the sake of the base salary, not many people dare to have their own ideas.

Wang Zheng was filled with fear and unease for a long time.

After selling the original contracts, he kept $2000 million and invested the rest with maximum leverage, and has now even started shorting crude oil futures.

The telegrams sent were like stones sinking into the sea.

It would be strange if Wang Zheng, who earns only 124 yuan a month, didn't feel anxious while holding futures contracts worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

What's worse is that the Spring Festival is just around the corner.

How should bonuses be distributed to employees in a company?

As previously promised, each employee of Starry Sky Investment will receive a minimum of HKD 80 in bonuses!

Wang Zheng simply didn't dare to make that decision!
But he never received a reassurance from Xie Wei.

"Ahem~ Boss, with the New Year just around the corner, everyone's waiting for their company bonuses, so nobody's really in the mood..."

The secretary knocked on Wang Zheng's office door and was immediately choked by the thick smoke inside.

He fanned himself with his hand and quickly walked to the window to open it for ventilation.

The young and beautiful female secretary was puzzled, wondering what was wrong with her boss. He had been making money lately, but instead seemed anxious and uneasy.

Without a profit-sharing plan, no one in the company has any motivation to work.

Even if all decisions are made by the boss, the company still has rules and regulations.

"Wait a little longer. Prepare HK$1000 million first, and we'll definitely distribute it before Lunar New Year's Eve!"

Wang Zheng knew he couldn't delay any longer.

As Wang Zheng said this, his fingers, which were holding a cigarette, were trembling.

The secretary went out.

Soon, cheers erupted in the office.

He stayed up until the end of the workday, declined the company employees' invitation to go out and have fun, changed his clothes again, drove around in a big circle, changed taxis several times, and then randomly found a street thug, gave him 200 Hong Kong dollars, and asked him to help send a telegram to Chengdu, promising to pick up the receipt at a certain place the next day and exchange it for a reward of 500 Hong Kong dollars.

Throughout the process, Wang Zheng hired several thugs to send four telegrams to Chengdu.

The telegram was simple: "It's almost Chinese New Year. Is there enough cured meat at home? Have all my brothers and sisters had some? Maybe I can send some money and get some coupons to buy more meat. I want to eat some too."

"Damn it! If this kid lived before Liberation, he would definitely be a master of underground work!"

By the time Wang Zheng returned, the people who had followed him had all gathered together, and they were all exhausted.

"What does he mean by that? Is he asking if there's enough cured meat to go around? Does he want to eat some cured meat?"

The young man looked at the contents of the telegram, completely bewildered.

The elderly are also filled with confusion.

The four telegrams all contained the exact same content.

Is Wang Zheng craving cured meat?
Even if you wanted to eat cured meat, you didn't have to send four telegrams in a row, and go through all that trouble.

"Never mind! Report back. Increase manpower to keep a close eye on him. If something goes wrong, none of us can afford the responsibility."

The elderly racked their brains but still couldn't understand what Wang Zheng was trying to express.

Anyway, they can't worry about things happening in China.

Let the higher-ups have a headache!

Worrying is the leader's job; they're just errand runners.

(End of this chapter)