OBS Chapter 1518 A Thought-Provoking Question
Chapter 1518 A Thought-Provoking Question
Upon hearing this, Qian Xuejun was taken aback for a moment, then slowly uttered a number: "One million?"
He originally thought that the number he guessed was already very high, after all, there are very few people in the entire Intermediate People's Court with an annual salary of one million.
"No, I paid him an annual salary of ten million! I also provided him with a villa in Shanghai worth hundreds of millions and a car worth several million."
“I also arranged for his family to be placed in my company, and gave them the best treatment and benefits.”
Lu Feng slowly shook his head and uttered a number that shocked all the senior professors of the Central Academy.
Before they could even process what he had just said, Lu Feng continued:
"All that I've done is for one purpose: to allow them to focus entirely on scientific research without being distracted by external factors."
"It is because I took care of everything for them that they were able to create so many miracles."
"So... Dean Qian, you know exactly what the difference is between the Central Academy and my research institute, right?"
The thought-provoking words fell silent, leaving the senior officials of the Intermediate People's Court speechless.
They remembered a retired professor who, because of money, went out to give lectures every day in order to pay for his wife's treatment of her serious illness.
At the time, they had some reservations about the old professor, believing that he had become obsessed with money and had lost the integrity of a scientific researcher.
They never considered that if this happened to them, with their meager savings, they would probably do the same thing as the old professor.
"Xiao Feng, I know what you want to say, but the Intermediate Court also has its difficulties. The amount of funding we can obtain each year is limited..."
Qian Xuejun started to explain, but as he looked at the group of old friends beside him, his voice grew softer and softer until it could no longer be heard.
As the president of the Intermediate People's Court, although he does not bear the primary responsibility for this matter, he is still ultimately involved to some extent.
He has let down his old partners and the researchers.
Seeing him like this, Lu Feng felt bad too.
Those standing before him were truly unparalleled national heroes, for it was their selfless dedication that made China what it is today.
"Dean Qian, I know you have difficulties, and the Intermediate Court also has difficulties."
"Here's what we'll do: on behalf of the Lu Group and the Fengyuan Group, I will donate 2 billion Chinese yuan to the Central Academy every year to improve the treatment of our researchers."
As soon as the words were spoken, many professors thought they had misheard.
Donating 2 billion, or every year?
Are all companies this arrogant these days?
"Xiao Feng! Are you sure it's two billion, and not two hundred million?"
Qian Xuejun felt dizzy.
They managed to get the engine and also secured a large sponsorship deal.
Lu Feng almost laughed at the reactions of these old people. They were clearly the pinnacle of human existence, yet they couldn't believe it because of this little bit of money.
But after the smiles, there was more heartache.
"Dean Qian, I'm telling the truth. Two billion Chinese yuan every year. As long as I'm alive and can still make money, not a penny will be missing."
"You have sacrificed so much for China, what is this little bit of money compared to that?"
"but........"
He then changed the subject and continued:
"I still hope you can apply to higher authorities to improve the welfare and benefits of researchers."
"After all, the reason we worked so hard back then was to live a better life."
"Not long ago, I was in the United States and saw that many of the company executives and researchers were Chinese. To be honest, it really broke my heart."
"It is our loss that the top students we have painstakingly cultivated end up working for other companies abroad."
Upon hearing these words, Qian Xuejun's initial joy at securing sponsorship vanished without a trace.
He had been watching what Lu Feng said all these years.
But this situation is not something he can change on his own.
Take the AI team that the United States poached not long ago, for example. It was just a small team of about thirty people, but the United States offered a sky-high price of nearly one billion US dollars.
Moreover, this is only the initial cost; subsequent salaries for team members are also set at a very high standard.
The Intermediate Court simply cannot provide these conditions.
So, no matter how heartbroken he was, he could only watch helplessly as these talents were poached away.
"Xiao Feng... I will report your suggestion to the higher-ups truthfully. Don't worry, this time I'll risk my reputation to get it done."
"We must improve the compensation and benefits for researchers!!!"
Qian Xuejun looked serious. It was astonishing that a businessman would take this matter so seriously and be willing to spend a fortune to help them.
If he, as the president of the intermediate court, doesn't produce some results soon, he might as well go home and take care of his children.
After discussing these matters, the group finally arrived at their destination: the place where fifth-generation fighter jet engines are stored.
Looking at the massive machine before them, the professors present were all very excited. With this engine, the fifth-generation fighter jet they built based on the blueprints could finally soar through the skies.
"It's truly a masterpiece! The parallelism and the design are simply the most beautiful mechanical creation I've ever seen."
The old professor who had previously reminisced about the island excitedly approached the engine, unable to resist gently stroking it, and later even pressed his face against it.
"Xiao Feng, has this engine completed all the tests? Is it ready to use anytime?"
Qian Xuejun couldn't help but ask a question as well.
If this engine can be used normally now, it will be of great significance.
This will be the first time that China has surpassed the United States, the world's leading technological power, in the field of aerospace.
“That’s right, Dean Qian. This engine has passed all kinds of tests and can be installed on the aircraft at any time to complete the final adaptation.”
Lu Feng smiled and nodded, showing no sign of mockery despite the professors' lapse in composure.
China's technology has been suppressed for too long. While ordinary Chinese people may feel indignant, these researchers are determined to defeat the United States and prove that the Chinese are no less capable than anyone else.
Now, they finally see hope.
"Good! Xiao Feng, I knew I hadn't misjudged you. Don't worry, when I get back this time, I'll report your contributions to the higher-ups."
"The country will not let you make sacrifices for nothing."
Qian Xuejun excitedly patted Lu Feng on the shoulder. Looking at the engine in front of him, he began to imagine the fifth-generation fighter jet soaring through the sky.
"Haha, Dean Qian, thank you so much! I've booked a banquet at the Tenglong Hotel, let's go eat first..."