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    After dinner, before 6:30, Lao Miao's face was dark, and with Feng Yuanchao's gloating expression, he watched Jiang Sen walk out of the cafeteria leisurely with a bag of fruit, Song Dajiang and two soldiers.  Feng Shui took turns, and at noon he was in a happy mood watching Jiang Sen skip the shooting training. As a result, within a few hours, Jiang Sen also skipped the evening strength training.

    "What the hell, there are so many stressful things every day! Can't you train well? You don't care about the Olympic gold medal at all!" Lao Miao is half in Versailles and half in front of the Mori team to show his authority.  With such a large team, as long as Lu Jianjun is not around, he will be the biggest here.  It can be said that he has already experienced the authority that a formal cadre should have before he is officially promoted.  The current state is a bit drifting.  Those mothers who dared not scold Jiang Sen in front of him all shouted without any scruples at this moment.

    However, the activists at the two tables in the box in the cafeteria seem to be quite used to Lao Miao's style of cursing behind their backs.  More than a week of training in the plateau has made the team run in very well, and the relationship between members is harmonious.  Leaders don't put on airs, and Johnson doesn't play big names. The working atmosphere can be said to be very comfortable.  And the most important thing is, there is a head, and the benefits are enough.

    BJ Olympics, regardless of all aspects, the money spent is well spent.

    A player like Jiang Sen with five gold medals on his back has one thing to say. He hasn't spent half a cent of the country's money in the past ten years. Even if the cost of each gold medal is spread on him now, the General Administration of Sports will also pay for it.  Still dare to spend this money.

    That's track and field!

    That's a gold medal!

    That's Jiang Sen, who was scornfully called "a dog raised by the system" on the Internet!

    If you don't spend money on Jiang Sen, who else can you spend it on?

    Therefore, in this way, the current staffing and daily expenses of the Mori team are really nothing.  Not to mention, no matter how huge the expense was, it would only last six months at most.  At a time when the whole world is paying attention, just these twenty people, no matter how much they eat and drink in six months, how much money can they make?

    "Hic~" Jiang Sen burped, and handed a large bag of strawberries weighing two catties to the soldier brother who was his attendant, "Brother Jie, eat, why are you so gentle?"

    The soldier brother named Yuan Jie grinned, reached into the bag, grabbed three or five out of it, and sighed: "The most enjoyable task I have ever performed in my life is this time. I eat and drink with you every day."  , there's nothing wrong with it."

    "Yes, right now, I'm afraid that we'll turn ourselves into pigs after your competition is over." Brother Erbing said, took a strawberry from Yuan Jie's hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it in two mouthfuls, smiling.  Said, "These things are too expensive in the urban area. We actually eat the whole box. Master Lei is now changing his way of spending money every day. When buying fruits, he only buys expensive ones."

    "So you have to eat more, it would be a pity to let it rot and throw it away tomorrow. I hate wasting taxpayers' money the most in my life!"

    Jiang Sen said bitterly, and the two soldiers laughed loudly.

    The four of them returned to the dormitory. The two soldiers lived in the room next to Jiang Sen. Jiang Sen hurriedly went to the bathroom to take a shower. Song Dajiang packed up Jiang Sen's changed clothes. Naturally, someone came to wash them, dry them, and even iron them before sending them back¡ª  ¡ª Except for the underwear, Jiang Sen still insisted on doing it himself, and it took less than a minute to get some soap and rub it twice.

    After a while, Jiang Sen washed up and came out. He took the two soldiers who had to be loyal to their duties, and the three of them went out again.  Song Dajiang didn't need it, and left him alone in the dormitory to review his homework, so as not to say that his senior brother didn't take care of him, and deliberately delayed his scholarship.  As for Ye Pei, who was supposed to be by his side all the time, Jiang Sen didn't need him now.  You don't need him to do errands, you don't need him as a follower, and you don't need him to contact Party A's father for all the business in the studio

    For such a product, Jiang Sen had to pay him 3,000 yuan a month as a salary.

    Fortunately, this guy hasn't graduated yet, otherwise he would have to add five social insurances and one housing fund, which is another expense.

    It is very annoying to ask him to be basically useless, but he is completely useless and not very good at it.

    With wet hair, Jiang Sen quickly arrived at Building No. 8 with the evening wind blowing.  Climbing up the stairs, the building after six o'clock is brightly lit, and almost every classroom is full.  There are self-study, and there are meetings of the student unions of various departments of the school or various clubs.  Coupled with all kinds of messy interest groups, entrepreneurial teams, and small religious and superstitious groups, classrooms are basically never enough.

    And even if the school builds a few more buildings, the situation will not get better.  As long as there are more unclaimed spaces, there will be groups that pop up out of nowhere and fill these spaces without saying hello every minute.

    "Resources will never be enough, and there is a long way to go for national development. So this"Borrow." Jiang Sen said, "I asked some big family in our village for some money."

    "Already have private funds invested in the shares?" Zhou Zhijian obviously paid more attention to these questions than Wang Yongsheng at noon, and went deeper into the business, obviously he was making a big idea.

    Jiang Sen simply threw out some information, "My company is mainly for poverty alleviation and development. The county and township invested a lot in the early stage, accounting for 30% of the shares, and then 10% of the permanent dividend shares in the village. My master is a technical expert.  Invest in shares, get 15%."

    "So many!" Zhou Zhijian's tone was quite surprised, but what surprised him was not the county, township and village, but the part of the cripple, "Your masterwhat technology does your master invest in to be able to occupy so many shares?"  ?¡±

    "Patent." Jiang Sen said, "The main product of ours is his secret formula."

    "Secret recipe?" Zhou Zhijian blinked, "Which teacher is your master?"

    Jiang Sen explained: "No, no, my master is not an authentic professional, but a traditional Chinese medicine."

    "Oh, the master-student inheritance in the past, right" Zhou Zhijian's eyes flashed a little disdain, although he hid it well, but Jiang Sen could still see it, and he smiled again, "A folk master!"  , haha, is it convenient for you to tell me about the secret recipe?"

    "This is inconvenient." Of course Jiang Sen refused.

    And Zhou Zhijian just asked casually, without paying attention, and said: "Anyway, it uses astragalus as the main ingredient?"

    "Yes." Johnson nodded.

    Zhou Zhijian tapped the table lightly with his index finger, "Then, do you plan to go public for this project in the future? If you have this plan, and you ask us for help, we will help as much as we can. Especially in terms of funds,  Below the school of pharmacy, there are still a few small factories of their own, and they have relatively close cooperation with many pharmaceutical companies in Shanghai."

    Jiang Sen listened carefully, Zhou Zhijian's price, which was half-hidden, was finally revealed.

    "So you came to me because you want to talk about buying shares?" Jiang Sen pointed out to him.

    Zhou Zhijian shrank back again, and said with a smile: "I'm not in such a hurry. The main thing is to understand the progress and future plans of your project. The small treasury of the School of Pharmacy is not rich, and investment is risky. We still have to be cautious."  .¡±

    "Oh yes." Jiang Sen nodded, believing it.

    Whether the school of pharmacy wants to invest, or Zhou Zhijian wants to invest under the guise of the school of pharmacy, he now has complete control over the initiative. If he really wants to invest, he must make a comprehensive assessment of the prospects of Erer Pharmaceutical.

    And even if he doesn't invest, the deal he made with Wang Yongsheng should not be a loss.

    He helped Wang Yongsheng obtain the right to speak in a research field. Wang Yongsheng is sure that he will go through fire and water for Zhou Zhijian in the future, such as using his review power to help Zhou Zhijian's disciples and even himself, publish a few more articles in core journals?  Or in other occasions that require Wang Yongsheng to vote, finalize his vote?  Anyway, this group of schoolboys probably only played at this point.

    So this time it was nothing more than taking advantage of Johnson's project as an opportunity, and the two of them negotiated in advance.  As for the final life and death of Jiang Sen's project, as long as he doesn't vote, what does it have to do with him?

    ?Compared to Wang Yongsheng, a director of the teaching and research section, Zhou Zhijian, a senior of a third-level college, obviously has a greater appetite for this project of Johnson, but he is also more affordable, more relaxed, more detached.

    Jiang Sen frowned slightly, feeling that there was no need to wait for Zhou Zhijian to speak, and simply asked: "But Dean Zhou, let's assume, if you plan to buy shares, how many shares do you think is appropriate?"

    Zhou Zhijian suddenly laughed, "Then everyone is investing in technology, so they can't be less than your master, right? At least 15%."

    Jiang Sen asked again: "Then after the technology becomes a shareholder, does the ownership of the technology belong to our company or still belong to the school?"

    "Oh?" Zhou Zhijian's eyes lit up. Wang Yongsheng was a silent old tortoise, but he was an old fox. He immediately asked, "You want technology ownership? Why?"

    Jiang Sen looked at Zhou Zhijian's bright eyes and insisted: "Tell me first, does the technology ownership belong to the company?"

    Zhou Zhijian understood. He leaned back, relaxed, and turned into a repeater and said, "Well, it depends on the wishes of the technical owner. This is not within the scope of my work. I don't care about specific academic projects."  yes.
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