Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"excuse me……"

"Professor Yang has gone abroad."

The concierge, Uncle Qin, looked out the window lazily. The capital city in early winter is a bit bleak, and the trees on both sides of the road shed their leaves slowly and steadily, causing a lot of trouble for the cleaners every day.

However, the concierge is an independent sentry box, and burning the briquettes is simply...

Uncle Qin thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't recall the front and back parts of "going up to the small building alone to become unified".

The person who asked the question interrupted Uncle Qin's reverie - can Wen Qing's reverie also be interrupted? Uncle Qin's tone could not be called friendly in any case.

"I know that Professor Yang is not here. Who is your current person in charge, Xu Zhengping, Director Xu? Can you please invite him?" The cadre standing outside the gate held two black bags in his hand, and there were two people around him. A strong man with a very imposing look.

Uncle Qin didn't care how many men they had. Next to it is the police box, and the police uncle inside... To him, the nephews of the police are all armed with guns, so no one dares to make trouble.

Uncle Qin sized up the three of them, and said lazily again: "Director Xu is also very busy. If you have anything to do and which unit you work for, please register first."

As he spoke, he picked up the register book and picked up his pen.

The cadre outside the booth said angrily: "Why don't you make a phone call first, with your attitude, you are not afraid of delaying things?"

"We are a research institute here, and you are not engaged in academic research, so you can't delay anything." Uncle Qin said the four words of academic research, pronounced clearly and emphatically, and said: "See, you are from a state-owned enterprise. Beijing officials can Poor, I can’t afford such nice clothes like yours.”

As far as people are concerned, Uncle Qin, who has been a concierge for many years, has already mastered his skills.

The cadres outside their posts were stunned.

How can you break it when you are despised? Probably the first thought in his mind.

Discrimination against state-owned enterprises by academics is nothing new.

There was such a trend in China decades ago.

Not to mention the inherent pride of cultural people, the status of the two parties is first of all unequal.

industry or business,

It is common to seek help from academia, ranging from parts tolerances, material ratios, use of pharmaceuticals, to industrial integration and transformation, etc. There are many problems that the industry itself cannot solve, and they are used to turning to the business world for help. .

From the perspective of the business community, their demand for the industry is almost nonexistent. Except for scholars who are interested in interpersonal relationships, most scholars don't have a good impression of the industry that only asks but does not pay.

Some people will say that there is money in the corporate world.

However, money from the corporate world was rarely given to academia before.

The operating mode of the planned economy is that the research institutes provide technology and information to the business community, the business circles produce and sell, and then pay taxes to the state, and finally the state allocates funds to maintain and operate the research institutes.

In this process, the research institute is the upstream of the business world, and does not need the direct transfer of benefits from the business world, and this is not allowed.

Since they have no money to collect and have to do things for them, the academic world is naturally qualified to despise the business world.

As for the personal income of scholars and employees of state-owned enterprises, it will not affect the operation of the chain of contempt. Noble people despise copper stink, isn't that a trick that started thousands of years ago?

The cadre Fei Huanhua, who was blocked at the door by Uncle Qin, was actually used to being despised by the academic world before.

However, he couldn't hold back his temper today.

Facing the corner of Uncle Qin's upturned mouth, Fei Tonghua dropped a black bag on the spot with a thud, stabbed it, and tore it open, not loudly but triumphantly, and said, "I'm here to send money. If Director Xu is not interested, I will really go back."

Inside the black handbag, there is a bag full of cash, probably worth hundreds of thousands.

10 yuan a piece of big unity, brand-new stretching arms and legs, eye-catching.

Fei Tonghua let Uncle Qin see clearly, and then he zipped up the black bag again, and asked, "Is it all right? Let me tell you, Director Xu, come and get the money."

"What are you using the money for?" Although Uncle Qin was a little shocked in his heart, the speed of his speech remained unchanged.

"You ask Director Xu to come, otherwise, I will take the money back."

"Professor Yang said that we can't take money from unknown sources. You just left the money with me today, and I can't do what you can't do." Uncle Qin acted like I wouldn't be bought by money.

Fei Tonghua didn't want to bribe him, but the brat was hard to deal with.

Fei Tonghua couldn't really delay the business. He shook his head and said, "This money is for you, Professor Yang. It's a donation from Southern Chemical Industry."

"Donation? Free money?"

"This... well, free money." Fei Tonghua avoided the nonsense of explanation.

Uncle Qin nodded, and said, "The free money is fine. According to what you want, did you tell Professor Yang?"

"certainly."

"Did your unit go out with Professor Yang's group?" Uncle Qin said suddenly, and stroked his chin with his hand, as if Guan Yu was looking at his sister-in-law.

Fei Tonghua was shocked, and immediately smiled wryly, "Is there another company here?"

"Look at what you said, it's already going up in the sun. If you delay any more, the financial department won't charge you. Just wait..." Uncle Qin picked up the phone, babbled a few words, opened the door, and said, "You guys Wait in front and let the bankers count them before going in."

As he said that, he saw two staff members in bank uniforms appearing in front of Fei Tonghua.

Under the command of the two, Fei Tonghua put the big black bag on the simple table as if paying a ransom.

"We were mainly afraid that we would be confused when we went in. Someone in front of us threw the money everywhere, and it took us a long time to find it." Xu Zhengping quickly rushed over and explained to Fei Tonghua with a smile.

Fei Tonghua looked at the bank staff counting the money, and said unhappily, "You guys are really nervous."

"I can't help it, it's too messy inside." Xu Zhengping said half apologetically, "You sit and have a cup of tea, we'll fix it quickly, so it's convenient to go in, and you'll see it in a while, it's really messed up inside."

Fei Tonghua nodded unhappily. Whoever sent money over did not get the expected grand reception, probably this would happen.

However, donating is not enough. The boss went abroad with Yang Rui, and everyone in a factory is waiting to change the production line. At this time, it is impossible to deduct a small amount of money.

"300,000 is right." The people in the bank counted the money very quickly, and they were also specially deployed.

"Okay, let's go in then." Xu Zhengping apologized again, then led Fei Tonghua and the others through a narrow path, past the gates of two bank guards and two school guards, and then pushed open the small door inside , I heard the sound of dense brushing and pulling.

Countless stacks of banknotes were piled up in the yard like a hill at this time.

Fei Tonghua suddenly understood why he had to count the money in the front yard.

After entering this door, it is really hard to bend over, and you can pick up tens of millions of donations.

"Yeah, just put the money here." Xiao Chen didn't know how much money he had managed for Yang Rui, and today he guarded Qianshan as if facing a big enemy, his eyes staring like copper bells.

Most business transactions today are done in cash.

Domestic bank checks are very difficult to use, not to mention the trouble of entering the account, and they are often bounced.

Considering the difficulty of asking for money, people are generally reluctant to accept payment by check. As for transfers that often take more than three days to succeed, it is usually not a method that everyone likes.

In short, businesses and individuals in the 1980s were accustomed to using cash unless necessary.

Some large enterprises often use cars to bring money in when it is time to pay wages. Tens of thousands of workers are paid in cash one by one, and their workload is enough to support countless accounting and finance departments.

Even so, the salary of a general enterprise is in the order of one or two million yuan, and most of them are assigned to different finance and accounting departments.

It is really rare to pile up a mountain of money in one breath.

"How many companies have come here to pay?" Fei Tonghua couldn't help asking.

"It's not much. Some families donated a little more, so it adds up." Xu Zhengping said, slapping his forehead, and said, "Xiao Chen, has the list been sorted out? I have to send a telegram to Director Yang as soon as possible. "

"Oh, come out, just take the name of the unit and the amount, right?"

"Yes, list them in order, don't make a mistake about the amount."

Fei Tonghua was shocked when he heard the conversation between the two.

The scale of the overseas purchasing group this time is super large. Everyone knows that everyone purchases different varieties. There are always purchases first and then purchases. Even if the quantity of a certain product is large, it may be distributed to different departments. in the factory.

At this time, who can get cheap and high-quality equipment is very particular.

Is it too little to donate according to the minimum amount of 300,000?

Fei assimilation can't help but think otherwise.

Although the Chinese people in 1987 were just getting enough food and clothing, the old state-owned enterprises still had a solid foundation. Companies like Nanfang Chemical, which has no private competition, can allocate 300,000 yuan to the canteen of the kindergarten every year.

Thinking about the factory director in the delegation, who might be despised for such a small matter as the food money of the young children, Fei Tonghua inexplicably felt that the master humiliated the minister to death.