342 Made A Great Contribution (3/3)

Chapter 342: Great Merit (33)

After obtaining the patent number, Professor Stanley submitted the paper to JACS, the top journal in the chemical industry.

In order to celebrate the victory of this battle, ExxonMobil organized a banquet. Not only Professor Stanley and his research team were invited, but Woods also invited celebrities in the industry and corporate shareholders to attend.

Of course, Professor Stanley also invited Lu Zhou.

In his opinion, regardless of whether the kid came or not, he should show the grace of a winner and show his mercy to the loser.

However, the boy's reply was very disrespectful.

【Not coming! ∠("∠)＿】

Stanley: ...

The reply is just one sentence, which is quite concise.

Especially when he saw that emoji, his eyebrows twitched violently.

What the hell?

Resisting the urge to hit someone, he threw the email into the trash.

"You don't need to affect your mood because of a loser."

Taking a deep breath, Professor Stanley said to himself repeatedly in his heart.

The smile on his face changed back to the spring breeze, he stretched out his hand to straighten the tie on his chest, and returned to the banquet with his head held high...

...

Since the beginning of the year, ExxonMobil has been building momentum for entering the new energy field. During the past six months, many people have been paying close attention to this matter.

Now that Professor Stanley has made a breakthrough in the lithium-sulfur battery project, it is undoubtedly a shocking news for the entire industry.

Because this will mean that Mobil Chemical, which already has an advantage in chemical raw materials, will continue to seize the opportunity in patent issues.

In the banquet, Professor Stanley naturally became the center of the audience and received the greatest attention.

For this old professor who was once lost to lithium batteries, and now he will step on the altar again because of lithium-sulfur batteries, no matter whether he is a person in the enterprise or a colleague in the field of materials science, he will not miss this opportunity to make friends with him.

Standing in the center of the banquet hall, the elated Woods raised his glass to Professor Stanley, "Congratulations, Professor Stanley, your authority in the field of lithium batteries has taken another big step forward."

"Thank you." Professor Stanley accepted the blessing with pleasure, and sipped his red wine gracefully. "Congratulations to you too. I heard that Exxon Mobil's stock price is growing gratifyingly."

Woods smiled brightly, "That's natural."

Broadway singers presented melodious songs for the banquet.

As the banquet officially began, the guests attending the banquet stepped onto the dance floor.

The people outside the dance floor formed large or small circles, enjoying the banquet in their own way.

Standing with his research team, Professor Stanley held a bottle of champagne in his hand, and said loudly with a smile on his face, attracting the attention of the people around him.

"Be quiet first, everyone be quiet first, let me say something!"

The conversation stopped, and everyone turned their attention to him, waiting for the big guy to continue.

Enjoying this feeling of being watched by everyone, Stanley coughed lightly, and put on a solemn look and tone.

"There is no doubt that this is a great moment! And a great moment is always a group of selfless and dedicated people who are silently contributing to our cause."

After that, he raised the goblet in his hand, and there was a smile in that solemn voice.

"Let's raise a glass to Professor Lu!"

"Raise your glass!"

"Hahaha! Thank you Professor Lu for the paper!"

"..."

The researchers standing next to him knew something inside, and everyone heard the ridicule in Professor Stanley's tone. It was precisely because of this that everyone laughed heartily, and many even whistled.

It is often the persistence and hard work of a group of "trackers" that pull the boat of history forward.

However, history will not remember everyone who worked hard on it, only the one who contributed the most.

No matter how close his colleagues were to the result, as long as they miss the last step and slow down by the last second, they will miss the whole world.

Pacing back and forth anxiously in the banquet hall, finally when there was no one around Professor Stanley, Ricardo hurried forward and forced a flattering smile from his nervous face: "Congratulations, Professor Stanley, Have you submitted your paper yet?"

Stanley nodded and said expressionlessly: "Yes, Mr. Ricardo, the data you brought came in handy."

Ricardo was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "According to our original agreement, you will add my name in the paper, right?"

A trace of disdain flashed in Stanley's eyes, but he concealed it well.

Nodding his head, he said in a tone neither close nor distant.

"Of course, you are our hero."

As agreed in the contract, he will add his name to the signature of the paper and will also keep him in his research team.

Forget about the core research, however.

No matter how talented he is, Stanley will never absorb him into his core research team, let alone allow him to have access to those sensitive data.

A person who has no spirit of contract is not worthy of trust.

Still immersed in the joy of getting ahead, Ricardo obviously didn't realize this. He didn't even read the refusal on Professor Stanley's face, but regarded himself as the real "hero".

In a sense, he did make a great contribution.

This credit has even been so great that Lu Zhou couldn't help but withdraw the lawsuit for this cute guy...

However, neither he nor Professor Stanley, who was immersed in the joy of success, noticed anything unusual at this moment.

Until halfway through the banquet, Professor Stanley suddenly received a call...

...

"What did you say? The inhibitory effect of the caged carbon molecule on the shuttle effect is not as ideal as imagined?"

Standing on the balcony of the rest area, Professor Stanley, who was clutching his phone, had an expression of disbelief written all over his face, and at the same time subconsciously glanced back.

Just now, he heard bad news from the research assistant who was on duty in the laboratory.

Or rather, bad news...

Confirming that no one heard what he just said, he lowered his voice and asked anxiously: "Are you sure you have experimented with all the mixing ratios?"

The research assistant said tremblingly: "I have increased the carbon mass fraction to 50%. Although there is some effect on the diffusion of polysulfide compounds, this effect is far from what we expected..."

Professor Stanley's face suddenly turned sickly red, and he even became short of breath.

"This is impossible, you continue to experiment and increase the carbon mass fraction to more than 50%!"

The research assistant said in a voice almost crying: "Professor! We are making batteries! It's batteries!"

This reminder also made Professor Stanley completely awake.

His face also gradually turned from rosy to pale.

Yeah, they are making batteries.

Carbon materials as supporting structures, whether carbon nanotubes or carbon nanospheres, do not participate in electrochemical reactions.

Generally speaking, the mass fraction of carbon in carbon-sulfur composite materials will be controlled within 30%. If the mass fraction of carbon in the carbon-sulfur material is increased to 50%, the material will completely lose its meaning of existence. Because what really participates in the reaction is not the carbon as the skeleton, but the sulfur element!

Even if the industry can accept such a cost, the market will not accept a battery that is heinously large. Even if its weight is very light, the energy density (unit Wh/kg) is attractive enough...

Taking two steps back, the old professor leaned against the railing with a slumped face, as if he was ten years older.

His mood at the moment was as if he had just stood on the clouds, but was knocked down into the abyss by a stick.

However, he still couldn't figure out why all this happened.

At this moment, Professor Stanley suddenly thought of the email.

After calming down, he changed his position and thought about it.

If he had been poached, and important experimental data had been leaked by a resigned researcher, he would definitely not be in such a relaxed mood. Even if he could hold back his anger, it was absolutely impossible for him to write his reply so calmly when faced with ridicule from his opponent.

unless……

A terrible thought popped up.

It was this thought that made Professor Stanley chill all over.

From the very beginning, they were tricked...

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