The Super Rich: Start from when the family business is about to go bankrupt!

Chapter 811 WPG Your job was arranged by my boyfriend! You wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you, right?

When Li Li asked him, Sui Chunsheng answered affirmatively, "I know."

Sui Chunsheng added, "I also know that his mother is my supervising lawyer."

Li Li was speechless.

"Mom, how's your work at the medicinal herb base?" Sui Chunsheng asked in return.

Li Li's job at the Tianjingyan medicinal herb planting base is very easy. Her job is to sort medicinal herbs. She was assigned to the P8 level when she joined the company, not P9, and the corresponding hourly wage is 30 yuan.

This means that with a base salary, plus various benefits, and occasional overtime, one could potentially earn over 10,000 yuan a month.

Before Li Li could answer, Sui Chunsheng added, "Your job was also arranged by my boyfriend!"

Li Li, who was about to explain that her job was easy, her colleagues were easy to get along with, and her superiors took good care of her, suddenly fell silent because she had already heard the reason behind it all.

It turns out it wasn't that she was lucky, but that her daughter was lucky!

"Then you should get some rest," Li Li replied after a moment of silence.

Sui Chunsheng responded, "Okay, goodbye Mom."

An Wuyang listened to Sui Chunsheng's phone call. Although he didn't hear what Li Li said, he could guess the gist of it just from what Sui Chunsheng said.

"My mother called to check on me," Sui Chunsheng said, explaining the contents of the phone call.

An Wuyang countered, "Is Auntie getting used to things over there?"

"..." Sui Chunsheng was slightly embarrassed. "I forgot to ask, but I guess you're doing alright?"

After all, with An Wuyang's help and the relationship between An Wuyang and Sui Chunsheng, how could Li Li possibly have a bad time at the Tianjingyan medicinal herb planting base?

The night is deep.

An Wuyang and Sui Chunsheng first reviewed the agreement between Wugengtian and Northwest A&F University on the pre-selection class cooperation project, and then discussed the possibility of future pre-selection class cooperation projects with other schools.

The two got into a heated argument as they were talking!

As for the final result...
Of course, it was President An who suppressed Sui Chunsheng. He couldn't beat the dance student, nor could he beat the little foreigner from the fighting nation, nor could he beat Zhuang Xiaomeng who could cheat. But when facing a newcomer to the workplace like Sui Chunsheng, he naturally had to strike hard!
Mr. An is serious about bullying the weak and fearing the strong!
A complete rout for a new employee!
She nestled in An Wuyang's arms, feeling his warmth.

Around 11 p.m., An Wuyang's phone beeped with a voice call notification from the Xiaobaige app. He picked up his phone and saw that it was Musk making a voice call.

An Wuyang first put on a Bluetooth headset, then swiped the screen to answer Musk's voice call.

"Good evening, Andy," Musk greeted first.

“Good morning, Elon,” An Wuyang replied.

The two were separated by the Pacific Ocean. It was past 11 p.m. on An Wuyang's side, and it was past 9 a.m. on Musk's side.

"What did you want to talk to me about?" Musk asked, then added, "I usually go to bed at three in the morning and get up at nine in the morning."

An Wuyang responded, "Have you handled the matter of finding volunteers that I asked you to handle before?"

Musk denied it, saying, "We are working on it."

"Is it that volunteers are hard to find?" An Wuyang wondered.

Based on the situation in the Bald Eagle region, finding suitable volunteers should be easy, right?
For example, some of the people who act as intermediaries are unregistered in the United States. These people can be manipulated however they want.

Musk sighed. "It seems you have no idea what you do in the early hours of the morning?"

“I really don’t know!” An Wuyang answered confidently. “I only know that we need to do some kind of experimental test at dawn, so we need to go to your area to find volunteers.”

“As you should know, my father is in charge of all our research and development work at Wujingtian,” An Wuyang added.

Musk replied, "You need not only volunteers in the early morning, but also special experimental testing environments."

"This so-called special experimental testing environment is actually a top-level laboratory environment with extremely high standards, and it requires the corresponding laboratory to be able to artificially cultivate stem cells," Musk added.

“More importantly, you made this request in the early hours of the morning: stem cell technology must use autologous culture and personalized customization. These technologies are extremely difficult, and even we at Bald Eagle have difficulty handling them. Currently, we have selected Johnson & Johnson Pharmaceuticals as our partner,” Musk explained in detail.

“Johnson’s side has already started making adjustments and coordinating. Once we’re ready, I’ll contact you immediately,” Musk replied.

An Wuyang suddenly realized that they had made so many demands at dawn.
He thought it was just a simple matter of asking Musk to help catch people, casually finding two volunteers, tying them up, and giving them an injection!

It must be said that An Wuyang really doesn't understand technology, so his ideas are so crude.

"Andy, can you tell me what exactly you Five O'Clock are planning to do this time?" Musk asked tentatively.

An Wuyang retorted, "Do you think I could possibly know?"

“Didn’t you just confirm in our discussion that I didn’t even know we were asking you for a few volunteers in the early hours of the morning, and that we had additional requirements?” An Wuyang sighed.

“I don’t understand technical matters, so my dad is in charge of all the technical research and development work during the early hours of the morning. How would I know if you ask me?” An Wuyang said helplessly.

“Even if I ask my dad myself, he will only say: ‘You won’t understand even if I tell you, so what’s the point of asking?’” An Wuyang complained.

"So what are we going to do at dawn? I really don't know. You should ask Johnson & Johnson. They understand the technology. If they can provide us with the corresponding experimental environment and technical support at dawn, I think they can guess some of the answers, right?" An Wuyang suggested.

Musk was speechless in the face of An Wuyang's answer, because he felt that An Wuyang was absolutely right!

“Understood. I’ll contact Johnson & Johnson Pharmaceuticals first and ask them about the progress,” Musk explained.

“Okay, remember to leave me a message if there’s any progress,” An Wuyang replied.

After the call ended, Musk felt like he didn't know how to complain.

As the head of Wugengtian, An Wuyang has no idea what Wugengtian's R&D department is doing. Is that alright?

Musk is speechless!
But such a thing will absolutely not happen to Musk himself!

Musk took a deep breath and contacted Johnson & Johnson CEO Boris Bennock via the White Dove app.

“Good morning, Bennock,” Musk greeted first.

Boris cut to the chase and asked, "What's the matter?"

"They just asked me about the progress at dawn. How are your preparations going?" Musk inquired.

“It’s almost finished!” Boris replied.

“Wait another day or two,” Boris added.

Musk asked curiously, "Benok, have you figured out what Wugeng is up to?" Boris replied in the negative, "I don't know. Wugeng is acting very mysteriously. Based on the current situation, we can't analyze much useful information. We've discussed this before."

Musk remained noncommittal, and the two confirmed the schedule and timeline again before ending the call.

After the call ended, Musk sighed softly, "That cunning fellow!"

Musk suspected that Johnson & Johnson had guessed about the research conducted at dawn, but simply chose not to tell him.

It's understandable to think about it this way. After all, Johnson & Johnson and Musk have no cooperative relationship, and are even fierce competitors. How could they possibly reveal details to Musk?

Meanwhile, at Johnson & Johnson's headquarters.

Boris was reviewing a report, which prominently featured an analysis of research findings related to the Fifth Night.

Wugengtian requires personalized customization and autologous stem cell culture. Such requirements mean that Wugengtian must be conducting very precise tests, and the corresponding tests are specific to a particular individual.

This also means that a certain technology developed in the early morning may have entered the final stage of research and development and is now undergoing clinical trials on humans.

Johnson & Johnson's technical team suggested that they first set up the experimental testing environment, and then send over the further experimental plan before they could analyze and speculate.

Otherwise, based solely on what they currently know, they simply cannot guess much.

Musk sent the progress and completion time feedback from Johnson & Johnson Pharmaceuticals to An Wuyang, who then forwarded it to An Huchun.

An Huchun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it would only take another day or two. It seemed that they could start the next test soon.

So An Huchun personally led Fu Yuhang, Zheng Bohong, and two others to work overtime all night, discussing and writing an experimental operation manual in an attempt to fool Johnson Pharmaceuticals.

The next day.

February 25th, Friday.

A hot piece of news is circulating all over the campus of Northwest A&F University: Wugengtian University has partnered with the university to establish two pre-selection classes, with a total enrollment of eighty students. Once you are admitted to a pre-selection class, it means that you have one foot in Wugengtian University.

In Shengqing, "Wugengtian" has become synonymous with well-known high-paying companies, so students from Northwest A&F University have been using all sorts of methods to inquire about how to get into the pre-selection class and what the admission requirements are.

Professor Gao Mingshuo's graduate student group is also very lively at this moment.

He Sijing, Class of 2019: @Gao Mingshuo: Professor, you should know the admission criteria for the pre-selection class that Wugengtian is collaborating with our school, right?

Gao Mingshuo is the technical consultant of the Tianjingyan medicinal herb planting base. He has led his graduate students to Tianjingyan for practical research many times, so his graduate students naturally guessed that he knew some inside information.

'Xie Haohan, Class of 2020: Professor, do you have any inside information to share? @Gao Mingshuo'

Tang Zihan, Class of 2021: Please help me write a recommendation letter, my dear student wants to join the pre-admission class.

'Han Tianyu, Class of 2021: A 10,000-ton bronze ball!'

'Lin Yanhua, Class of 2019: Also requesting one more person!'

Zheng Xiaoting, Class of 2020: Please, Professor, show me the way!

Gao Mingshuo has a total of six graduate students, two per class, one male and one female. This gender ratio is more balanced and fairer, thus avoiding certain rumors.

Gao Mingshuo quickly read through the group messages and then sent a message tagging everyone.

Gao Mingshuo: @Everyone: This weekend, that is, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, we will be going to the Tianjingyan medicinal herb planting base to carry out a practical research project. No one may be absent without a valid reason.

He Sijing, Class of 2019: Received!

Tang Zihan, Class of 2021: Received!

Messages kept popping up.

Gao Mingshuo: @Everyone: I have more good news for you all. Your mentor happens to have six spots available for recommendation to the pre-selection class.

How could anyone not understand the meaning behind such an open and honest explanation?
Xie Haohan, Class of 2020: Thank you, mentor!

Tang Zihan, Class of 2021: Long live our mentor! Long live our mentor! Long live our mentor!

'Han Tianyu, Class of 2021: Wuhu! Take off!'

Gao Mingshuo: [Pre-selection Class Cooperation Project: Professional Class Details]

Gao Mingshuo: This is internal information; please do not release it.

Gao Mingshuo: You two need to decide what to do. Do you want to retain your status as recent graduates, or do you want to sign a three-year contract with Wu Gengtian first?

Gao Mingshuo: Whichever you choose, I respect your decision.

Tang Zihan, Class of 2021: Don't worry, Professor, we definitely won't leak the materials!

'Ko Myung-seok:.'

Gao Mingshuo: I trust everyone else, but I don't trust you!

Gao Mingshuo: Don't go around bragging. The spots in the pre-selection class are very valuable. The school only got sixteen recommendation rights. My recommendation rights are independent. If you keep making a fuss, the school might share them.

Tang Zihan, Class of 2021: Understood. Thank you so much, Director! I'll go through fire and water for you, even at the cost of my life!

Gao Mingshuo: I only ask that if you cause trouble at Wujingtian again, don't drag me into it!

Gao Mingshuo's graduate students quickly reviewed the introduction to the "Professional Class" in the pre-selection class cooperation project, and all of them unhesitatingly chose the option of signing a three-year labor contract with Wu Gengtian.

What's the point of them retaining their status as recent graduates?

Should we go out of our way to find a job, even if it's not nearby?
If you can provide a very good job right before dawn, why bother with all that trouble?

An Wuyang was not concerned about the situation at Northwest A&F University. The selection of students for the pre-selection class had actually been handed over to Gao Mingshuo.

Because Gao Mingshuo is both the technical advisor for Wugengtian and a professor at Northwest A&F University, he understands the needs of both sides, making him suitable to serve as the judge for selecting the pre-selection class.

An Wuyang is taking Sui Chunsheng to confirm the property information today, and also to Shengqing Medical University to handle the pre-selection class cooperation project. Time is quite tight.

Around nine o'clock in the morning, An Wuyang and Sui Chunsheng had breakfast at the Hilton Hotel before heading out together.

An Wuyang has already contacted a real estate agency to view the apartment. Yesterday, Li Wenya told him not to be stingy, so as to avoid the risk of a fire breaking out in his bed. An Wuyang naturally had to listen to his mother!

"Mr. An, shall we go to the medical university now?" Sui Chunsheng asked casually.

“Let’s go look at some apartments first. I’m planning to give you one as a gift,” An Wuyang said calmly, as if an apartment were a bouquet of flowers.

(End of this chapter)