Chapter 38 Trust

Professor Wan Fuping is a national first-class researcher. He has developed many major projects, but he has always had a heart.

As a chemical and physicist, he has always thought that he can finish the radioactive protective clothing project before retirement.

However, I have applied countless times in my life, but I have been repeatedly rejected by the Ministry of Scientific Research.

Because the use of radiological protection is only for scientific researchers at present, the scope of use is very narrow, but it requires a large amount of continuous investment.

His lifelong hope was rejected again and again. On the day of his retirement report, he began to contact his son, who was doing business abroad, and received 10 million financial support.

This 10 million may be an astronomical figure for ordinary people, but it is just a drop in the bucket for scientific research projects.

Most of the equipment and site rental alone are allocated. The laboratory is equipped with only three people, plus the receptionist outside. It is indeed a careful calculation everywhere but still can't make ends meet.

In order to generate income, his laboratory also makes some raw materials for chemical plants, which can ensure the payment of personnel wages. Over the years, Wan Fuping has been working hard, but he enjoys it.

Work is a hobby, which is a very pleasant thing, but the economic pressure makes him breathless.

These days, there are many inexplicable people coming to make trouble. Although what he says is easy, he is very worried about the research results he is about to complete.

You should know that this research is also being done in Europe, the United States and other countries, and the financial strength is much stronger than yourself, but there is no progress. For ordinary thieves, these things may be worthless, but for their peers, they are priceless!

There was no guard at night. In order to save money, he poured a cup of hot tea and stayed in the research institute. In case, he also bought an electric baton - of course, this thing is unlikely to exert much power in the hands of Wan Fuping, who is already in his sixties.

At one or two o'clock in the morning, he called his son when it was dinner time in North America.

The overseas phone is very expensive, and he will never call unless he has to.

But today he had to rush to his son again: due to the overexpenditure of research expenses this month, it is expected that he will not be able to pay the salaries of these assistants next month.

In fact, these assistants don't get much compensation, only a quarter of the same labor remuneration in the market, because these people are basically newly graduated college students, and it is not easy to find jobs in big cities, so they stay here for the time being.

Low remuneration means low loyalty. In recent years, a group of people have been changed almost every year. The ultra-low salary can only satisfy newcomers, which is not attractive to people with certain work experience.

Wan Fuping knows in his heart that he has owed his assistants two months' salary. If he has no money next month, no matter how good-tempered and loyal the assistant is, he will break up with him. After all, everyone has to eat and can't just rely on unreliable tomorrows and dreams to perfunctory.

There is an iron law in the workplace: if someone talks to you about money and treatment, he is a more reliable boss.

If someone talks to you about their dreams and ideals as soon as they come up, you should pay attention to it.

Wang Fuping doesn't even have the strength to talk about ideals now, because the economic oppression has made him unable to take care of each other.

When the lease expires, the water and electricity bills, the final payment of the equipment, and the material expenses have a total deficit of more than 300,000 yuan. Although he has mortgaged his house and various IOUs are stuffed with pockets, he still can't solve the problem.

In the middle of the night, he drank wine alone - his wife couldn't stand his enthusiasm for work and had already arrived in Canada early to live with his son.

To be honest, he opened his mouth to his son again, which made Wan Fuping feel unspeakable embarrasment.

His son has been very strict since he was a child. He often beats and scolds corporal punishment, but forced his son's grades to rise all the way. Finally, he was successfully hired as an engineer by a foreign company, and finally became the vice president and owned shares...

Although my son is like a dog, I am still used to maintaining the dignity of my parents.

The last time he opened his mouth to his son was 10 million, he could feel the comfort of his son's heartache.

The once invincible and majestic father finally begged him in a low voice.

Almost all men have such a process, from being disciplined by their father to making their own decision.

Almost all fathers have a better relationship with their sons than mothers and sons. That's because there is no room for two tigers. There can only be one man in a family who can keep his way.

The phone was dialed out, but no one answered.

Wan Fuping waited patiently, although his phone bill was about to bottom out.

"Hi! Who are you looking for?" My daughter-in-law is a Canadian, and her voice is lively and cheerful, but when she hears Wang Fuping's voice, she immediately stressed: "Oh, I'm going to call Davis."

Wan Fuping frowned and held back without saying anything.

He doesn't like his son to make foreign names. I raised you. When you grow up, your wings are hard and you actually change your surname? Do you still have the surname of a foreigner?

"Hey, Dad!? Why are you calling so late?" The son was a little surprised, and he seemed to be a little scared.

You should know that although he has strong financial resources, he is not a big boss. Last time he lent his father 10 million yuan, he agreed to borrow it, but his father didn't plan to pay it back at all, and he didn't hope to get it back.

Ten million is the result of his years of struggle in Canada and the United States over the years. Only he knows how much sweat and sadness are stained with this money.

"I said, son... What's your daughter-in-law's name? Don't you need your own name?" It's hard to say anything to your daughter-in-law, but there's no need to hide it from your son.

"Hehe, is that what it is for? Dad, if you have something to do, just say it quickly. I'm still eating here..." The son's voice seems to be a little dodged, and it seems that his daughter-in-law may be listening next to him.

"What's your father calling for again? Is it coming to ask you for money again? You can't be like this. We are already an independent family! Your money is not easy. Why is he like this? Ten million is enough to live a good life in China. What else does he want to do? I'll tell your mother!"

The daughter-in-law obviously guessed his intention, and the sound of the young couple quarreled on the phone.

"You keep your voice low!" The son roared in a low voice and continued, "Dad, if you have anything to say, I'll listen."

"Oh! It's okay. It's just to remind you to pay more attention to your mother's arthritis. It's cold these days, and I guess it's going to attack again. For the first time in his life, Wan Fuping said something insincerely and hung up the phone with a few words.

The moment he hung up the phone, he heard his son seem to be gently relieved, as if relieved.

It turns out that I am a big trouble. Whether in the eyes of my wife or in the eyes of my son and daughter-in-law, I may be a big fool.

R&D projects are not your business! What are the benefits of research and development for you? Can I give you a one-level increase in your retirement salary?

Her wife's words seemed to be still in her ears, which was the last sentence she left before she left.

I guess life is good in Canada, right? Wan Fuping poured the rest of the wine into his throat. The inferior liquor rudely stimulated his throat, making him cough a few times in a row, and his face immediately turned red.

Not only has the family status changed, but the drinking capacity is gone.

When he was young, he was the main force of the National Scientific Research Institute. In everyone's eyes, he was a talented and a leader. He drank a thousand cups and did not fall down, and his projects were like broken bamboo! How majestic is it?

Now that I'm old, I'm old, but I'm angry...

Thinking of the financial pressure he was about to face, Lao Wan regretted his original decision.

For an old man who only lives on retirement wages, he can't stand failure at this time.

He is no longer young.

Heart, severe pain.

Angina pectoris? The old problem is offended again... He habitually put one hand into his coat pocket, where there was his own special medicine.

But his trembling hand didn't touch the life-saving medicine this time. Only then did he remember that he had just changed his clothes and hung the coat containing the medicine in the dressing room outside.

I staggered to the outside hall, but I was already dizzy and difficult to breathe.

Everything familiar with has become so ferocious. Bonsai, tables and chairs are deliberately tripping his feet, making him fall again and again...

"Hey, look inside!" Shirley was more careful and saw the professor lying on the floor of the hall.

"Save people!" The flower demon took everyone to smash the door without saying a word. The sound of broken glass was very obvious in the silent night sky, and almost all the lights were turned on nearby.

When Wan Fuping woke up, his first reaction was whether he was still alive.

When he was told that he had been sent to the hospital, he shouted excitedly, "Why do you want to save me!" Just die! Save me, I don't have the money to pay for medical expenses!"

The flower demon is a little at a loss. Why is this old man so weird?

"Old man, you don't need to pay for medical expenses," Black Scorpion is good at killing people, but not very good at persuading people: "But if you talk like this, we really don't know what to say."

"I didn't ask you to help me! How to calculate the miscellaneous glass of my research institute? I have no money! I'm going to be discharged from the hospital now!" Wan Fuping knew that the little money he had might even be a problem for him to eat. Not to mention the high medical expenses, the money in his medical insurance card had been raised for a long time, and he had nothing at all.

He wanted to pull out the needle while making trouble. Several people present did not know how to persuade him. The flower demon had never dealt with such a thing, so he had to order everyone to grab his hands and feet.

"Gone go of me! Let go of me! Are you kidnapping?" Wan Fuping shouted like a pig: "Help! Help! I was kidnapped!"

"What's the matter?" Pan Hongsheng rushed to the news. When he saw the scene of chicken feathers in this place, he immediately understood in his heart. He waved his hand and motioned his men to go out. He sat next to the old man with a smile: "Uncle, don't be excited. This is mine, it's mine. I don't want you to spend money."

Perhaps this sentence played a role. Wan Fuping's mood finally eased a little, but the suspicion in his eyes never disappeared: "Why have you been harassing my research work? What on earth do you do? What the hell is the intention? Don't think I'm a fool, old man! The people who care about my research institute are all colleagues! Several foreign institutions have tried to buy out my research results at a high price, but I won't be a traitor!"

"Your old style is bright, and the younger generation is very admirable. But you seem to have misunderstood. We are not a foreign institution. This is my certificate. Pan Hongsheng knew that it was time to reveal his identity. As soon as he lit up the work card with the dragon-shaped badge, the other party was immediately stunned

"Are you originally a national special personnel? Did the country send you to protect me? Wan Fuping was a little excited: "So my research project is really valued by the state?"

"No..." Pan Hongsheng was a little embarrassed: "Our secret service personnel decide their own goals. Personally, I think your research results are very meaningful and valuable. If they are not strictly protected, they will really cause damage to national interests. As for your research funds, I will definitely report it to my superior and deal with it as soon as possible.

"The country has finally attached importance to my research project..." Wan Fuping's face turned red with excitement, and his body trembled slightly and covered his heart: "It's a pity that my physical condition is no longer good now... It's a pity. If you give me another three months, I can definitely finish it! Young man, come here, I have something to say to you..."

When Pan Hongsheng came out of the house, his face turned red.

He never thought that this old professor had silently achieved such amazing research results. But this old man, this inconspicuous old man; he completed the unfinished work of many college students without spending a penny on the state's funds.

"How's it going, boss?" The flower demon was also a little impatient. She even thought of taking coercive measures when she really couldn't help it.

"He gave me all the research and development tasks. He is really a pursuer. He still respects his ideals so much at this age..." Pan Hongsheng sighed and felt a little uncomfortable.

It's really hard to see such people these days, but there are many mercenary people who sharpen their heads. When the other party entrusted all the ideals and ambitions of his life, Pan Hongsheng actually felt that he was a little trembling.

This trust is too heavy.