Blackstone Code

Chapter 1647 Persuasion and decision

Lynch gave the professor a job he couldn't handle. Just as he was about to refuse, Lynch waved his hand and didn't let him continue.

"I won't give you a time requirement for this entrustment. As long as there are phased results in terms of funding, I will continue to add it."

"That's why I want you to come out. You can do it alone or work for me, and once you succeed, have you thought about it in the future?"

Lynch looked at him, his eyes were very calm, but there seemed to be some flashes hidden deep in his eyes!

"You will gain considerable wealth, great prestige, and a social status that is unattainable for ordinary people!"

"Your words and deeds have an important guiding role in the field of cutting-edge science. You will be written into textbooks, and you will become an idol worshipped by many young scholars!"

"Whatever you want, you can get it here!"

The tone was calm and there was no turbulence, but it made the professor's blood boil!

He moved his butt, changed his sitting position, and covered the brilliance in his eyes as he raised his cup and lowered his head to drink.

After a while, he looked up, put down the cup in his hand, and asked Lynch a question, "Why me?"

"There are many experts who are better than me and more well-known than me, why is it me?"

This is also a question that he is very confused about now. If there are hundreds of thousands or one million commissions, he thinks there is no problem.

After all, I am also a good person in this field, and I am also a university professor. I can have academic exchanges with other experts and professors. It is true that I cannot talk about the top in this field, but there is not much way to go.

Now he is using this research on the miniaturization of electronic components to successfully squeeze into the circle of top scientists.

But Lynch actually wanted to invest 20 million in him, he didn't quite understand.

How many top scientists can't be hired after spending 20 million yuan?

Hearing that there are so many research funds, scientists with the same research topic or some of the same research topics will come over!

But what about yourself?

This became the problem that bothered him the most!

Lynch seemed indifferent, "Because you are a scientist, your knowledge and understanding of this field are at least better than mine."

"Actually, you should be very clear that the 20 million first-stage research funds can already attract many top scientists to join, no matter who is running the project."

"But instead of using some strangers, I believe our previous cooperation was pleasant, and we had no reason to hurt each other."

"Since anyone can be this person, why don't I find someone I know well?"

Lynch was very blunt and sincere, "I will give you a high salary. You are in charge of R&D and coordination. The patent rights will not be given to you, but I can give you a part of the business interests."

"Percent..." He tilted his head and thought for a while, "...Two percent, don't think it's too small, if you know something about the Flight Research Institute."

The professor was moved. Of course, he knew that the Institute of Flight Research was a holy place in the eyes of some physicists!

Although the research results have nothing to do with them, they can get the commercial value dividends of the research results.

This time, it is said that the dividends from just two large orders exceeded 100 million!

Heck!

When did capitalists become so generous?

Even if there are a lot of staff at the Flight Research Institute, 100 million yuan, even for the lowest-level research institute, can be divided into tens of thousands of dollars, right?

If my own research can achieve such successful commercial results...

The professor's breathing became a little short, and his personal dividends would have to be several million, or even tens of millions.

done!

He gritted his teeth, his face flushed a little, "I promise..."

This incident once again proved a truth -

The role of money is great!

After the professor left Lynch's side, he did not go back to York State directly, but started his on-site digging work.

As the center of federal finance, politics and culture, there are also many laboratories here, as well as many top scientists.

The professor took the business card obtained from the exchange meeting and began to visit the top scientists one by one.

Madd's first-stage budget of 20 million, coupled with his knowledge of the industry, he does not worry about those top scientists not agreeing!

As long as they are given some additional project declaration ratio, it is impossible for them not to agree!

Many scientists actually do this. While helping capitalists with research projects, they use capitalists' money to complete the theory and practice of their own research directions.

This is actually a bit illegal, because when the funds are declared, the funds are counted in the entrusted project.

But it doesn't matter now, the professor will have a candid chat with them, he won't mind these people doing their own research, nor will they use the project funds, as long as they can come...

Someone once said that only capitalists know capitalists best. This sentence can also be applied to scientists. In areas that Lynch does not understand, a poaching storm is gradually taking shape.

He couldn't perceive it, and he didn't care. Since he explained the matter, as long as he firmly grasped the purse, he wouldn't worry about someone doing something small.

Now that the laboratory has been established, he must send an accountant!

At this time, the entire Federation's attention was focused on the decisive battle of Cenas City. After several days of bombing and shelling, the city's final defense was completely disintegrated. Next, the Federation Army will face a situation that is not actually very suitable. situation.

A large number of resistance troops remained in the city, and the policy of not taking prisoners completely wiped out the last hope of these people, and they all became crazy and were not afraid of death.

This would bring great casualties to the Confederate soldiers, who received great resistance on the first day the infantry entered the city.

These resistances are not the kind of resistance forces with command, they are purely fighting each other, and the resistance army no longer cares about casualties, and the casualties of the federal army have begun to increase.

In the headquarters, the lieutenant general looked at the city for a long time and did not regain his senses.

There was a bit of drunkenness in his eyes. He had been drinking for the past few days. The colonel's adjutant had persuaded him many times, but there was no good result.

The Colonel's Adjutant didn't know what happened to make His Excellency the Lieutenant General... decadent!

Yes, decadence, he couldn't find other words to describe His Excellency Lieutenant General, only decadence.

He doesn't seem to care that much about anything, and he often drinks to numb himself. He doesn't look like the commander-in-chief of the entire Marillo Front Army, not at all!

After a while, the sound of gunfire gradually subsided, and the sky completely darkened. Only the occasional sound of gunfire reminded everyone that this was still a war zone.

The clean-up of the city can only be done by infantry. After breaking through the defenses of the city's periphery, it is not suitable for lighting flares.

Because the Federal Army is in the light, lighting up the sky can only be said to facilitate the rebels to find themselves in the dark.

Now every time they clear a place, they occupy this place and press on them step by step, compressing the living space of the rebels.

After a day of fighting, the soldiers could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Soon, the information about the battle was gathered to His Excellency the lieutenant general. He didn't see it, so he threw the report to his lieutenant colonel and asked him to read the contents of the report.

The colonel's adjutant spoke very clearly, and little by little he let the lieutenant general understand the situation on the battlefield.

"Today we sacrificed more than 170 people, and about 400 people were injured..."

His Excellency Lieutenant General frowned, "So many casualties?"

The lieutenant of the colonel has some understanding, he explained, in fact, it is still the old way of Mariro.

But it's the same old school, and the effect is amazing!

They set up various traps in various places, like attaching a grenade behind the door of a building, and then jumping out of other windows.

To clear the building, the soldiers would detonate grenades the moment they opened the door.

Situations like this can be seen everywhere, and the casualties would have been greater if the federal army had not been armed to the teeth.

His Excellency the lieutenant general remained silent, and the lieutenant colonel continued to read.

Anyway, today's results are far worse than before.

It had been indiscriminate bombardment by aircraft and artillery, and they had to deal with places with clear targets.

For example, artillery positions, such as air defense positions, such as some obvious fortifications.

These things won't run, just waiting to be bombed.

But now their goal has changed from "non-animal" to a living force. People can run the **** and play tricks. It's obviously not that easy to deal with.

Even if the saturation bombing of this area continues, it is inevitable that there will be rebels who will survive. After all, there are at least some bunkers, some sewers and so on.

The request of the Ministry of National Defense and His Excellency the President is that no one should be left, which means that people must be sent directly into the battlefield!

As long as there is fighting, there will be casualties.

Until the end, His Excellency Lieutenant General didn't say anything, just asked the Colonel Adjutant to go to bed earlier.

And he himself stayed up all night.

It wasn't until after six o'clock the next morning~www.readwn.com~ that I sat down and fell asleep for a while.

At eight o'clock, it was dawn, and he woke up.

"Let the people from Blackstone come over..."

He's not talking about people at Blackstone Security, but people at Blackstone Aviation.

Before long, a company representative appeared in front of His Excellency Lieutenant General.

The Federation is a pure capital society, and war is also inseparable from the help of capital. The people of Blackstone Airlines participate in logistics, in fact, to provide support for planes and bombs.

Maintenance guarantee, and supply guarantee.

Of course, if the battlefield has a FireWire order, that's fine too.

At this time, there were only the two of them in the room, which made the company representative a little puzzled, but he suppressed the confusion in his heart and didn't take the initiative to say anything, and just stood by the door.

His Excellency Lieutenant General stared at him for a while before he said, "Let someone send some special bombs over..."