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Chapter 1517 Feng Chunbao’s ambition
When he first came to Yiyuan Zhizao, Feng Chunbao was a high-spirited and handsome young man. Now he has lost several pieces of hair on his head and his temples have turned white.

The skin on his face is not as shiny as before, only the light in his eyes is still there.

For the sake of the project, Feng Chunbao and his partner obtained the certificate without holding a wedding. Now the little one in the family is a little over one year old. He spends almost all his spare time and working time on Yiyuan Intelligent Manufacturing, and truly takes charge of the company.

"Come on, Mr. Feng. I wish Mr. Feng will bring our chip business to a different peak in the future. Again, realizing a product is definitely not just a method. I believe in the judgment of our chief engineer, do it!"

The wine glass in his hand clinked with Feng Chunbao's. This was the first time Ji Donglai chatted with Feng Chunbao like this. Feng Chunbao's whole body was tense before.

With the support of funds, Feng Chunbao can finally let go.

"Mr. Ji, do you have your own dreams?"

Unconsciously, the two of them drank a bottle of Wuliangye. Feng Chunbao was basically done, so he picked up the wine glass and drank the last glass of wine.

"Well... I did before, but now... I'm confused when you suddenly ask me this. Tell me about your dream."

Speaking of dreams, Ji Donglai was confused. When he was in school, Ji Donglai had only one dream: to get his family out of their original situation, provide them with a favorable environment, and then stay with Hu Lijuan, who had an unrequited love for him in his previous life.

Now all the dreams have come true. Hu Lijuan's fate has changed because of her appearance. Now she no longer has extravagant hopes for marriage to Ji Donglai.

"Many of our researchers have to not only study their own jobs, but also study the preferences of foreigners, and then publish some ridiculous stuff abroad. After publishing it, this piece of bullshit article will have a negative impact on the scientific and technological development of our country. There are no benefits.”

"Thinking about that situation, I have endless fighting spirit. We must change the current junk science environment. There are academic circles everywhere, barriers everywhere, authorities everywhere, and people everywhere with flashy articles from foreign journals. The academic scum of life..."

"But she can judge it. Where can you argue? Including our chip printing technology, there is no authoritative scholar to support it from foreigners. We have barely received a dime in three years."

"My dream is very simple. I want to become famous, start here from Yiyuan Intelligent Manufacturing, and set up my own standards. It is best to create a journal, a scientific and technological journal. Let foreign scientists rush to publish articles with us. See The judges in our country all nodded and bowed."

After so many years of graduation, Ji Donglai is not worried about any professional evaluation.

"Mr. Ji, do you know that for many important professional title evaluations in our country, you must have an article published in an important foreign scientific and technological journal, otherwise you will not be evaluated."

Ji Donglai really didn't know what to say when he asked Ji Dong to talk about a dream at this time.

Career? Spreading the company into several states was something Ji Donglai had never thought about, and it has now been realized.

"This is the current status quo. I will change your status quo in the future. Create a journal that will be recognized by people all over the world, and then scientists all over the world will study our Chinese judges and study what we need."

Speaking of dreams, Feng Chunbao had endless things to say, and Ji Donglai listened to them, exploding in his mind like a bomb.

I didn’t like asking for that share of money, so I never considered the situation.

Looking back on the development of Yiyuan Intelligent Manufacturing over the years, it seems that Feng Chunbao was right. Almost everyone who comes to the company to apply for a job will tell me in advance what articles I have published in a certain foreign journal.

Ji Donglai never thought about the significance of these things. It turns out that this is also a stepping stone setting. If schools were full of this kind of virtue, you can imagine what the students would be like.

"Mr. Ji, don't worry about what Xiaobao said. He has been worrying about his fate all his life. You are a big business person. As long as Xiaobao can understand this project in his life, and that dream, just treat him like him. Drunk."

Feng Chunbao's partner came to pick him up, and happened to hear Feng Chunbao's dream. He saw the change in Ji Donglai's face and hurriedly explained.

"Yes, it's better to have your own dreams than salted fish. Go back and have a good rest. Thank you, I will also go back and rest."

Waving his hands at Feng Chunbao and his wife, Ji Donglai ran to his yard, now a little distracted. Feng Chunbao's partner patted his man, implying that he had talked too much.

"You, you idiot? What business owners are most worried about is that their employees have dreams. They wish that their employees were just tools and could get whatever they wanted."

"You talked about your dream, so don't you mean to become an authority in this life? Which company is willing to use authority? Steve Jobs suppressed authority to the death, or even used authority. At most, he bought technology from authority!"

"How can you pretend to be stupid these days? How many times have I taught you not to tell your boss what you really think, otherwise it will be a disaster."

Pulling the person towards his room, Feng Chunbao was stunned for a moment. He was half awake from the wine. Looking at Ji Donglai's back, he was also frightened.

After all, everyone knows the common problem of bosses, especially the bosses of private enterprises in China. They wish that their employees are fools and can bear the workload of elephants by giving them bird food.

If you have a dream, it doesn't mean that I have to give you more to keep you, then I won't be far away from replacing you.

"Mr. Ji probably won't, he is a young man..."

"No matter how young you are, you are still a boss! You, I will let you sleep on the sofa next time, hum!"

Feng Chunbao was so reprimanded by the target that he didn't dare to raise his head. After all, this kind of thing is too common in all private enterprises in China. He must be able to speak and act well, and he also has to act stupidly.

Of course, this situation is also very common in de-industrialized European and American countries. Not to mention, the British Isles forced a Cambridge Ph.D. in economics to become a comedian, which is evident.

Such an environment is destined to leave only tool workers in the factory, and no creative talents can be retained.

At this time, in Tianye's villa, the other party also slowly got up and walked into the bathroom to wash off, then walked into the soup basin, covered his head with a towel, closed his eyes and enjoyed the comfort after mahjong.

"Ding dong!"

"Moxi Moxi..."

The phone next to the soup basin rang. Tian Ye pressed the answer button without opening his eyes. The lights in the room were dim.

"President, I just got the news that Ji Donglai's Yiyuan Intelligent Manufacturing has received a large amount of research and development funding. Our friends at the bank dare not say the specific number!"

(End of this chapter)