Rebirth 2009: Synthetic God

Chapter 353 Rivalry

United States, Boston, Cambridge.

As a world-renowned "university town", many well-known universities are located here, among which Harvard and MIT are the most famous.

Of course, universities are just carriers. In addition to talents, this place is also a gathering place for many other things.

For example, cutting-edge technology, money, and power.

Zhang Richeng walked into a street-side coffee shop, where there were business people in suits and leather shoes, and college students wearing ordinary hoodies.

After a while, he found his target in a corner of the coffee shop.

"Neil, long time no see."

A white woman in her thirties smiled and greeted.

"Not long, Zhang, I must have dressed too ordinary at the last dance, so I didn't let you remember."

Zhang Richeng was not unfamiliar with this coffee shop. He ordered a cup of espresso and said, "I didn't even remember what I wore at the dance. Of course, no one cared."

"Zhang, you attract attention wherever you go."

Zhang Richeng just smiled politely at the intimate chat of the white woman.

Even though this woman still has charm, it is rare among white women to still be charming after the age of 30.

Neil, who serves a foundation, or a N*O organization, or both, has a very complicated background.

However, in Zhang Richeng's view, a word in Chinese can highly summarize it.

"Lobbying".

She spends most of the year wandering around several universities, perhaps for the transformation of a certain technological achievement, perhaps to find prey for Silicon Valley capital, or to ask for a weighty letter of recommendation.

Sometimes it represents power, sometimes it represents money, and sometimes it can even represent something higher and dirtier.

As a professor at MIT at the age of 30 and a tenured professor at the age of 33, Zhang Richeng has seen many such people.

He doesn't like these, but he has to contact them. As a Chinese scientist, staying in the laboratory will only make him the object of exploitation. This is the truth he understood more than a decade ago.

Zhang Richeng took a sip of his coffee and said, "Neil, you know, I have a class on Wednesday afternoon."

Neil stirred the coffee spoon and winked at Zhang Richeng playfully: "You know, we have been committed to maintaining"

Zhang Richeng: "Neil, let's get straight to the point."

As a professional lobbyist, Neil naturally did not have any emotions. It was not the first time she had contact with Zhang Richeng.

She took out a document from her exquisite leather bag and placed it in front of Zhang Richeng.

"We hope you can help recruit a young genius. We are very optimistic about his prospects. We hope you can send an invitation letter in your name to invite him to MIT."

When Zhang Richeng heard about this kind of thing, he felt disgusted. American universities are not only based on meritocracy. It is so fair to go through the back door.

He thought that it should be the children of a congressman or a capitalist. He had seen too many of them.

But relatively speaking, this was also a relatively easy matter for him to handle. At most, he would take in a waste and probably transfer to a major that was easier to graduate after a year.

But when he picked up the information, he subconsciously raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Chinese?"

Nell smiled: "To be precise, Chinese."

Zhang Richeng looked through some of the pitiful content and frowned: "Undergraduate, no scientific research results, no papers, the first place in the higher education examination, the top scorer in the college entrance examination, this is really amazing Zhou Rui? Or Zhou Rui? "

The English information does not show the specific Chinese name.

He is also a person who has taken the college entrance examination, and he knows that the four words "college entrance examination champion" are not easy.

Even so, this candidate is still very strange, although he knows that this side has been committed to collecting "geniuses" from across the ocean.

But

"Are you too anxious? He is just an undergraduate."

Nell smiled and said, "You only need to write an invitation letter. We will handle the rest, including scholarships, school approval procedures, and visas. You can recruit a talented compatriot to your team, and I have also completed my work. Why not? The best talents deserve the best education, and MIT or Harvard should be his destination."

"I heard that you are also involved in the selection of academicians of the Academy of Arts and Sciences next year. I personally think you are a favorable competitor. The selectors may lack an understanding of your excellence, but I happen to have long-term contacts with many judges. When the time comes, I will definitely tell them how charming you are, Zhang."

The front is demand, and the back is giving.

Nell knows very well that lobbyists do not rely on just one mouth, no, two mouths are not enough.

There must be resources behind, so that people will listen to what you say, and the exchange can be completed. She is well aware of this, especially in the academic world.

Zhang Richeng is the person she carefully selected, and the most suitable person to pull that "Zhou Rui" or "Zhou Rui" to the other side of the ocean.

Not only because Zhang Richeng's own achievements are the best among the new generation of Chinese scientists, and not only because he also came from Fudan University.

But also because Zhang Richeng is the eldest disciple of the physics master.

Across the sea, this identity is quite recognized, and this recognition may turn "impossible" into "possible".

Zhang Richeng looked at the thin profile for a long time, but he couldn't see anything special. Is the top scorer in the college entrance examination worthy of an invitation letter from MIT?

I am just an introduction. From what Neil said, she can also handle the school.

Zhang Richeng couldn't help but sigh that this woman is really powerful

Neil reminded: "There is more on the back."

Zhang Richeng turned it over with a strange look on his face.

"Musician composer "Call Me Maybe", are you sure you shouldn't let Berkeley send an invitation letter?"

Neil thought to himself: Maybe that would be Plan-B.

But he said: "A talented person can do anything smoothly, but obviously, his future should shine in academia."

Zhang Richeng took a sip of coffee and did not give a reply in person. He just nodded and said: "I will consider it, but I need to discuss it with my team."

Neil nodded and said: "Looking forward to your reply, Zhang, but you know, I always pursue high efficiency. I'm leaving first. There is a tea party for academicians at the Academy of Sciences. I need to go and see it. I hope to see you there in the future."

Zhang Richeng ignored Neil's temptation again, but just took out a notebook from his pocket, wrote and calculated something.

He did not rush back to school to attend classes as he said before.

He actually made an appointment with two people today.

After about half an hour, a tall young man walked in and said in Chinese: "Professor Zhang, I have heard of your name for a long time."

Zhang Richeng stood up and shook hands, and also said in Chinese: "Hello, Mr. Mi."

Mi Nengwen said modestly: "Don't, you are a senior, just call me Xiaomi."

He and Mi Nengwen, or more precisely, Mi Nengwen's father, met at a Chinese gathering. The other party's family is a very powerful Chinese capital with a lot of investment on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

At that time, he had a good impression of this polite young man, but after graduating from Harvard, the other party did not continue his studies, but returned to China to take over part of the family business, so Zhang Richeng rarely met him later.

"It seems that it has been a while since I heard about Mr. Mi Jianjun's death. I am sorry that I was unable to go to pay my respects."

Mi Nengwen nodded and said, "According to my grandfather's will, we did not hold any form of funeral in the United States, so we did not invite relatives and friends. Please forgive me."

Compared to chatting with Neil, Zhang Richeng was much more patient. Speaking in Chinese always made him feel happy to chat.

After chatting for a while, Mi Nengwen said, "Professor Zhang, you have made great achievements in the fields of semiconductor physics and communications. This time I came to ask you if you are interested in transforming your results?"

As Mi Nengwen said this, he recalled Zhang Richeng's information in his heart.

Zhang Richeng and his team, which is mainly composed of Chinese people, belong to the most cutting-edge physics research team in the world.

What is particularly rare is that Zhang Richeng's research has reached a very mature level.

Especially in the problems of semiconductor energy consumption and heat dissipation, and high-speed mobile communications, there are excellent prospects that can be transformed into practical results.

This person is an important part of the Mi family's big plan, and is also a special talent urgently needed on the other side of the ocean.

Zhang Richeng is the "letter of surrender" carefully selected by the Mi family.

"Oh? Are you interested in semiconductors and communications? I remember that you mainly invest in financial and real estate investments."

Mi Nengwen nodded and said, "Yes, but if you don't think about the future, you will have immediate worries. The future development of the science and technology field is obviously more competitive."

"Of course, we may pay more attention to the investment on the other side of the ocean."

Zhang Richeng looked up at Mi Nengwen and waited for the next words.

Mi Nengwen said calmly: "Professor Zhang, have you ever considered returning to China?"

He actually represents more than just the Mi family.

The Mi family is just a springboard.

The so-called chessboard.

You take a step, and others will also take a step, nothing more than this.

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