Restarting life in Siheyuan

Chapter 288 The Perseverant Mr. Ram

"Miss Li, why are you here!"

"Mr. Zhu, this is arranged by the school. I also earn some pocket money. I'm sorry, I didn't hurt you."

Looking at the blushing Li Muqing, he didn't expect to meet her here. Seeing her shy look, he couldn't help but joke in a low voice.

"It seems that the injury is serious, how do you want to compensate me?"

Seeing that the little girl was even more helpless, even Director Jiang began to pay attention to this area, so he had to let the little quail go.

"It's nothing, just teasing you. I've finished taking care of my family affairs. I'll go back and see your dad when I have time. It's safe now."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhu!" Li Muqing knew that it was Mr. Zhu who took care of the matter, so he thanked him and started to clean up the scene.

Seeing that there was a situation here, the service staff at the venue quickly gathered several of them and hurried over.

"Do you know this little girl?" Director Jiang was also surprised. He knew that Zhu Xuefeng's family could not have any acquaintances here.

"This is a student from the University of Hong Kong. We happened to know each other and chatted for a while."

"Oh, that's it. Don't deal with the outside world if you have nothing to do. Director Ding will pay attention to it."

"Don't worry, I am measured and will not violate discipline."

Seeing that some uncontrollable scenes had occurred due to the commotion he had caused, the white turban quickly came over and apologized in fluent English.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I'm willing to compensate you for all your losses."

Zhu Xuefeng cleaned his trousers, raised his head and said to the white turban.

"That's okay, man, but I might have to go back to the hotel first, and I'm gonna have to change these goddamn pants and check for burns" Change those damn pants quickly and check for burns.")

(No more translation later, all in Chinese)

"Director Jiang, I have to go back to the hotel to tidy up and change clothes. If anyone asks, please help me."

"Go ahead, you only have a suit like this. It seems that you can't come here in the afternoon. If you can't come, just arrange your own time. Just remember not to run around."

Zhu Xuefeng nodded, resigned to Director Jiang, and went back to the hotel directly, followed by the white turban. He only had a suit at the moment, so he would definitely not be able to attend this meeting.

I didn't want to waste time at the venue anymore, so it was good now. I took my time and took a hot bath. Taking a bath is really relaxing, and I feel very comfortable now.

Zhu Xuefeng changed into short clothes and sneakers, and handed over his suits, trousers and ties to the waiter. He just took a break and slipped out of the hotel. As soon as he lit up his cigarette, he heard an apology coming from behind him.

"Sir, I'm really sorry. I apologize to you for my recklessness. Please accept my apology and compensation, otherwise, God will punish me."

The interesting white turban is the financial backer of the organizers. He has never understood their intention and purpose, but this does not affect his acceptance of his apology and compensation at all.

The two of them browsed the shops on the island. These shops were all owned by white people. They were obviously more luxurious and more expensive, but for the white turbans, these were not a problem.

Zhu Xuefeng happily accepted a suit, tie, and leather shoes from "Montagut" produced in Paris. The complete set cost 1180 U.S. dollars. It was very expensive. Nowadays, Xiangjiang can open a small factory.

"It's so expensive and totally unnecessary."

Zhu Xuefeng didn't care much about this, but he still knew the Montagut brand. He didn't think it was very high-end, but he didn't expect that Montagut would be so expensive now. At this time, it was known as the world's top brand, and Armani, which would become famous in later generations, had not yet been founded.

Although he did not lack the money to buy clothes, he was too soft to deal with people. Zhu Xuefeng had no choice but to store the suits and then invited Bai Turban to taste oriental food. Taking into account the national customs, he specially arranged a seafood tea restaurant.

The two communicated in English. It turned out that the white turban came from far away Jordan, and his name was Musa Al-Ram. He was not a real rich man, but only served the rich brothers in a private capacity. All the expenses for the meeting were arranged by the real rich people. of.

It turns out that the white turbans came to seek help. The two wars in the past few years made the entire white turban world understand that Europe and the United States are not reliable when facing the Jewish state.

Both defeats were due to the fact that the opponent had the support of established European countries and the United States. Especially the second time, the damn Baimaozi not only provided weapons, but also directly took action and dispatched a group of bombers.

Looking around the world, they finally set their sights on the distant east, where there is a group of mysterious partners, as well as a great being who just beat up Lao Mei and a group of younger brothers.

But the financial sponsor is very close to Lao Mei, and has not established diplomatic relations with the mysterious Dongfang, so there is no possibility of dialogue. There are also Beibang and Monkey. It seems that they may get something they want.

So, this time the mysterious funder poured out a lot of money, just hoping to get in touch with a few more possible collaborators. The funder has always paid little attention to Dongbian, and now he discovered that those outside are unreliable, and Dongbian is still doing the same thing. Partners in Asia appear to be more likely to offer help and support.

Zhu Xuefeng shook his head. This is a big hole that has spanned decades. Moreover, the Jewish state recognized us immediately. Although the two parties have not established diplomatic relations, they will definitely not interfere with each other in the country. His level is too low and he is not qualified to even deliver a message. .

And the two white turbans who have established diplomatic relations with the country are now very close to the old Maozi Da Xiong. The country only had an quarrel with Da Xiong last year, and they can't get close to them for a while. These situations are really complicated and far away. It's not something a freshman student can understand.

"Mr. Ram, I sympathize with your nation's current situation, but unfortunately, there is nothing I can do in this matter. I really can't help at all."

"Didn't Lao Maozi also help you?"

Mr. Ram was very surprised. This kind of information was a secret. How did Mr. Zhu know about it.

"They gave us some help, but it's a pity that they still can't save my nation from suffering."

Zhu Xuefeng didn't want to get entangled in such ethereal matters, so the two of them politely chatted about human geography and history for a while.

Ram was amazed by Zhu Xuefeng's knowledge. This young man had obviously never been to the Arab world, but he was familiar with the historical allusions of the Arab world.

"Mr. Ram, we have some research on the accelerated agriculture and seawater desalination issues you just mentioned. If you are in need, I think there is great potential for cooperation..."

(These two points are the national policies set by the golden host country at the beginning of the year, and they are not made up)

Zhu Xuefeng left and threw out a desalinated pancake. Ram also hurried back to the hotel. The sponsor had already come back to rest.

I have tried to communicate with representatives from several countries several times, but no results have been seen so far. Some information has been fed back, and we will see if there can be further contact later.

"Mr. Abbas, I have information to report to you..."

"If what you say is true, thank God, our agricultural projects and people will receive blessings from God. Thank you, Mr. Ram, then I will entrust you..." The voice gradually became inaudible. , I saw Mr. Ram nodding his head.

In the afternoon, Zhu Xuefeng, who had changed into a suit, was about to follow Director Jiang out and rush to the venue, but was blocked at the door by Mr. Ram.

"Dear Chinese scholars, I have some questions that I would like to ask Mr. Zhu. Can you..."

Zhu Xuefeng regretfully spread his hands, indicating that he was helpless.

"Mr. Zhu, if we go by what you said, we can produce research results within three years, and the effect will be far better than the current desalination plant in Kuwait. We don't have to reach the level you said, even if it is only half the level, we are willing to fund one million US dollars every year. Research expenses.”

One million is a lot, but not much. Zhu Xuefeng shook his head without looking at the three professors in a daze.

"Two million a year, two million, and if successful, another two million..."

Mr. Ram was still shouting loudly behind him, but Zhu Xuefeng had already left with the three professors. He had a small paper in the afternoon, so he had to listen carefully.

Desalination is a ready-made technology for future generations. In the era of information explosion, these things can be easily found. They are not mysterious. Once explained, they are easy to understand. Of course, they are still very advanced today.

Compared with the current world level, it was a million miles away. I just never thought about it. Now I can get it for just a few million dollars. It's so cheap.

The afternoon paper did not leave much impression on Zhu Xuefeng. Xiaozhi was too vague and threw out a few unfamiliar concepts. After a brief description, Zhu Xuefeng suspected that he himself should be still vague and had not passed the practical test. Research and prove, because there are several methods that later generations have proven to be unworkable.

"Xiao Zhu, what does that foreigner want to do with you?"

Director Jiang asked curiously. This student was becoming more and more mysterious.

Zhu Xuefeng smiled and said, "I told him that we could develop seawater desalination technology that far exceeds the current international level. He went crazy and insisted on spending money to fund our research. That's it."

"Oh, when did you learn seawater desalination technology again? We are in the capital and can't even see seawater. Are you lying to foreigners?"

"I have read a lot of literature and checked a lot of information before. I have some ideas. If it can be researched, it is not impossible to far surpass the current technology. Please listen to me..."

Physics and chemistry have never been separated. Director Jiang is very interested in the ideas and methods mentioned by Zhu Xuefeng. The more he thinks about it, the more reasonable it becomes. It is very possible to realize it. This is a genius idea. This is a step forward by standing on the shoulders of Lao Mei. It is very is feasible.

"Tell them then that our department is conducting research on this technology under your leadership. We have made breakthrough progress so far. With their financial assistance, do you think this project can be completed in three years?"

Director Jiang stood up suddenly, very excited.

"Who else have you told about your MSF idea? I think it is very feasible. If it goes well, it may not even take three years to complete the theoretical research and method experiments, and it can be put into design and production in three years."

Zhu Xuefeng shook his head and said that he had not told anyone.

"I just described the results to him, no one said anything about my ideas or plans."

Director Jiang hugged Zhu Xuefeng in excitement. Oh my God, Zhu Xuefeng felt awkward being hugged by a man, but he also understood Professor Jiang's mood. Millions of dollars, what a contribution.

Director Jiang also realized his gaffe and apologized repeatedly.

"Xiao Zhu, I'm sorry, I'm so excited. You are really a treasure of our physics department. Our physics department has earned these millions of dollars."

Zhu Xuefeng shook his head again and looked at Professor Jiang who could not understand.

"Director Jiang, a few million is too little. If this technology is really successful, the efficiency will be increased by at least a hundred or two hundred times. It's only a few million. It's so beautiful."

"Then how much did you say?" Director Jiang felt that his brain was a little insufficient. Some people thought that a few million dollars was too little. Is it because he was too stupid or the world was too crazy.

"Listen to me, let's do this..."

Director Jiang looked at Zhu Xuefeng in front of him. If he hadn't brought it with him, he would have definitely thought it was another person. This was too dark. Was he still the student who threw the radio design out without blinking an eyelid? But Zhu Xuefeng's suggestion seemed to be true. Very doable.

The two were so engrossed in the conversation that they accidentally missed dinner and were very frustrated. You had to pay for the food you ordered. Director Jiang's little subsidy had already been spent. Zhu Xuefeng didn't dare to spend it openly if he had money.

Mr. Ram was also frustrated. He was politely rejected in the afternoon. It was dinner time now. Mr. Ram waited persistently in the restaurant and wanted to know more. Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhu did not show up. He felt very regretful. Suddenly he saw the restaurant. The figure flashing past the door, isn't this Mr. Zhu?

Mr. Ram immediately realized that the opportunity had come and hurriedly chased him.

"I've eaten well in the past two days. I've eaten every meal. It doesn't matter if I'm hungry tonight. Come on, let's go back and talk more."

The two of them were about to go back to the room to continue chatting when they were hungry, but Mr. Ram chased after them...

When we returned to the room to chat, there were already many people in the room. Three professors from Beijing University came, including Director Ding. Mr. Ram brought a sumptuous dinner that even four or five people could not finish.

"Mr. Zhu, regarding seawater desalination technology, I think we can still..."

"Mr. Ram, I'm really sorry. I have to introduce you solemnly and explain an important issue to you. This is my mentor, Mr. Jiang, the academic leader of the physics department of a top university in China. This project was conceived by him. And planning, actually you should talk to my mentor."

Faced with huge national interests, Director Jiang took on the role of leader of a non-existent technical research project against his will.

"Yes, Mr. Ram, this project is our important research project in recent years and has made breakthrough progress. Currently, due to funding issues, there are some temporary difficulties in the research, but they will be solved soon."

Official Chinese scholars, fraud is impossible, and people with white turbans are not stupid. Financial difficulties are not a problem. The key is what kind of research results this technology can achieve.

Mr. Ram cautiously raised his question.

"You are saying that you are confident that within three years, you will develop a technology that will increase the efficiency by more than a hundred times compared to the current desalination capability. I don't know if I understand this correctly."

(End of this chapter)