I Am the President of the University

  Chapter 435 A kind reminder?

  The starry sky of Lu Island at night, as long as it is not rainy, you can see the flickering scattered stars most of the time.

  A staggered meal also ended silently.

  The entrance of a restaurant.

   "Director Hua, go slowly!"

  Chen Hao sent a city leader away with a smile on his face.

   Turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man standing beside him, who had not left.

   couldn’t help asking in surprise, “Vice Mayor Han, what else do you have?”

  The middle-aged man is called Han Yan. He is one of the executive deputy mayors of Ludao City. He is in charge of the Education Bureau, Health Commission, Sports Bureau, and Medical Insurance Bureau of Ludao City.

   "Haha, I usually have the habit of taking a walk after meals and digesting food. Principal Chen walks together?" Han Yan said with a smile.

   "It's a coincidence, I also have this habit usually, so I just walked back after a meeting." Chen Hao said haha.

  If he believes all the words in the dialogue, then he is really stupid.

  Because Chen Hao booked the place for the meal this time, the location is on Zhongshan Road, very close to the Egret Hotel, a ten-minute walk, and I parked the car at the hotel after leaving school.

  The two are the same as the grandfather and aunt who really eat and go to the playground, but the place is different. In the downtown area of ​​Ludao, pedestrians are not allowed to pass, and the sound is a bit noisy.

  Han Yan’s driver drove the car slowly and followed them more than ten meters behind them.

   "Principal Chen has returned to China for almost half a year, can he still adapt?" Han Yan smiled and glanced at Chen Hao.

   "It's almost half a year, time flies so fast."

After sighing with emotion, Chen Hao shook his head and said: "Of course I can adapt. Compared to the beautiful country, this is my home. If it weren't for finishing my studies, I should have come back two years ago."

  When Chen Hao mentioned "home", Han Yan could feel the passionate love for the land under his feet in his chest.

  Slightly lost, watching Chen Hao's eyes closer than before.

  He calmly asked suddenly: "Then President Chen has any views or opinions on the current development of Ludao?"

  "This..." Chen Hao frowned slightly, thinking about it, and said, "Ludao's current development is not problematic. There is no despising tourism economy because of the development of software and financial industries."

   "In general, I think Ludao wants to try everything, but there is no one keynote. Finance, software, light industry... multi-faceted blooming is not as effective as a red."

  Han Yan nodded lightly, "Look at Principal Chen, how should Ludao set the next tone?"

   "Ha, I'm just the president of a private university. Where can I make suggestions? Of course, your parents and officials make decisions about the development of Ludao." You can't say everything, sometimes you have to be cautious in your words and deeds.

  In the end, he added one more sentence.

   "But Deputy Mayor Han can look forward to the land next to our Guanghua."

   "That piece of land?" Han Yan was taken aback. Of course, this matter was not a secret at the municipal party committee. He laughed when he remembered it.

  "Okay, then I'll wait to see how much you can make in the Ludao version of Silicon Valley!"

  The two chatted for more than ten minutes, and at last the two words the other party said before getting into the car made his heart startled.

   "The lactide technology that you Guanghua recently studied has to hurry up."

"How to say?"

   "There is only one month left before the plastic restriction order is implemented. This time the plastic restriction order may be a bit different."

"Different?"

  Chen Hao said in a low voice.

   Lifted his head, there was no longer Han Yan beside him.

  The bustling night view of the city is eye-catching, with all kinds of lights that dazzle visitors.

  Chen Hao's lips moved slightly and his eyes flashed.

  In the past, the country issued a plastic restriction order several times, but it was basically thunder and rain.

  Han Yan’s two sentences reveal a lot of information to him.

   "Call—"

  Chen Hao exhaled, walking on the way back to the Bailu Hotel, his eyes fixed.

   "Although Lu Island is small, the water is deep."

   "No matter how deep or shallow, Guanghua will stand tall!"

  ……

  Beautiful country.

  10:30, US-China time (00:30, Beijing time).

  NatureWorks corporate headquarters.

  Webber, who had just finished the meeting, returned to the office.

   Lying on a soft and comfortable office chair, as the CEO of NatureWorks, Weber always has a layer of irritability lingering in his heart.

   "What if they develop it?"

  Weber snorted coldly, and then said disdainfully: "The gap between lactide and lactide is not small. Low-purity, low-yield lactide is difficult to be self-sufficient, let alone affect our NatureWorks!"

  Although Weber also had the domineering president Fan when he said this, his face collapsed in the next second, and his sorrow was like a bitter cold in winter, and he couldn't help but climbed onto his face.

   "I don't believe I will lose to a brat!" He scolded and stood up and walked to the company laboratory.

  Before yesterday, he was full of confidence in the one-month bet with Chen Hao, but the cover article of the next issue of "Science" is the optical core paper from Guanghua University.

   Let him break the defense!

  Although optical core and lactide are not in the same field, the former is obviously more difficult than the latter...hundreds of times more difficult.

  Guanghua University’s scientific research capabilities at least in the field of materials are absolutely world-class.

   could not help but start to worry about the bet.

  It’s a big deal to lose face, but he is afraid that the other party will develop high-purity and high-yield lactide, which...will affect their company's market share!

  Half an hour later, in the laboratory.

  Weber thought about the long-winded words of the person in charge, Smith, and said bluntly: "Smith is enough, you can tell me directly, just to what extent our company's current lactide production rate can be increased!"

  Smith, the person in charge, wore a white coat unique to the laboratory, which produced a clear contrast with his black skin.

  "Boss, according to our latest progress, the purity of lactide can reach 95%, and the yield has also made a breakthrough, from 81.48% to 83.79%!"

Smith said confidently and confidently: "Boss, I can guarantee that our company is definitely far ahead in the world in terms of production rate. Total's production rate is still under development at 80%, not to mention other companies. !"

  Total is the second international giant in the polylactic acid industry. The yield of lactide is as high as 75.48, but the laboratory progress is still stuck outside the 80% mark.

   "Oh, yes, how about the vacuum distillation experiment?" Suddenly thinking of something, Webber looked at each other tightly.

  If it is possible to achieve overtaking in a corner, then only this reduced pressure distillation method will threaten their NatureWorks company.

  Smith shook his head and denied almost without hesitation: "The reduced-pressure distillation method is just a Chinese ridiculous idea, it is impossible to achieve!"

  As a noble and beautiful African American, he has always despised those Asians with yellow skin.

  As for this vacuum distillation method ~www.readwn.com~ after several trials, he gave up without any progress.

   "That's good!" The heart hanging in Webber's heart can finally settle down.

  Finally, before leaving, Weber gave the old black a dose of blood.

  "Come on, work hard, as long as the company's benefits are good, everyone's bonus will not be less!"

  I was completely worried before, and their company has been cultivating in the field of biodegradability for decades, how could it lose to a newcomer?

  It's totally impossible!

  ……

the next day.

  The sun rises, and it’s another beautiful day.

   Inside the Peking University campus.

  As the head of Peking University's carbon-based chip team, Professor Guo Xin has a sad look on his face.

   "Oh, this...is this going or not?"

  Ps: Ask for recommendation tickets, ask for monthly tickets!

  Today's mood is not very good, the next chapter will be late, around 12 o'clock.

  (End of this chapter)