Yang Rui didn't pay attention to Wang Shuo's novels.

The end of his nose is the scent of Jing Yulan nestling next to him, and in front of his eyes are Jing Yulan's white neck and collarbone...

Jing Yulan turned the book gently.

There was a slight tremor in her fingertips, and it was obvious that her heart did not seem to be calm on the surface.

"Teacher Jing..." Yang Rui yelled softly in Jing Yulan's ear.

Jing Yulan shuddered fiercely, almost as if he was about to jump up from the sofa.

"Teacher Jing..." Yang Rui called again in Jing Yulan's ear.

"Don't call me a teacher." Jing Yulan managed to hold the bound book in her hand, shaking, just as she felt.

"No, you are my teacher." Yang Rui wrapped his arms around Jing Yulan's waist, and came around easily.

The book in Jing Yulan's hand quietly fell to the ground.

Yang Rui squeezed Jing Yulan into his arms, rubbing her cheek against Jing Yulan's, only feeling extremely satisfied in her heart.

The feel is indeed satisfying.

Jing Yulan suddenly turned her face, staring at Yang Rui's contented face, with a smile.

Suddenly, Yang Rui felt as if he was in a weak position.

"Take me to bed." Jing Yulan's eyes were firm and charming.

Yang Rui gave his soul to him, and hesitated.

Entering the bedroom, Yang Rui looked at Jing Yulan hesitantly, and said, "You don't want to ask me... questions?"

"It's fine." Jing Yulan flushed, her teeth on Yang Rui's neck, and she took a bite.

...

Yang Rui slept in the dark, and opened his eyes when he woke up, the room was still black.

Rubbing his head and looking carefully, the curtains were pulled up tightly.

Yang Rui stretched his waist and walked out of the room barefoot.

The moment the door was opened, bright sunlight came in immediately, and at the same time, there was Jing Yulan under the sun.

She crossed her legs, reading at the dining table, her snow-white ankles resting on the edge of the chair, swinging rhythmically.

Yang Rui didn't want to scare Jing Yulan. He walked to the dining table, moved the chair slightly, made some noises, and laughed, "Are you up already?"

Jing Yulan immediately raised her head, her eyes wide open, as if she saw a panda deer for the first time, some surprises, some shyness, and some timidity.

"Did you sleep well?" Yang Rui sat opposite Jing Yulan and asked, "Did you make breakfast?"

Jing Yulan pursed her lips and smiled, "There are porridge and steamed buns, and some side dishes..."

"A lot of side dishes." In front of Yang Rui, there were sliced ​​pineapple eggs and pickles, as well as cold cucumbers and tomatoes, and a surprise meatball.

In the casserole next to the platter, there was steaming steam, Yang Rui stretched his neck and opened it, but it was a porridge with vegetables and lean meat, which smelled full of appetite.

"I'm welcome, I'm so hungry." Yang Rui blinked, and took a bowl of porridge with some side dishes for himself, and ate a steamed bun in twos or twos.

Jing Yulan watched Yang Rui devour it, only feeling extremely peaceful in her heart.

"I am going to finish writing the outline today, and then write a little more text." After Yang Rui ate the second steamed bun, he drank a bowl of porridge and asked, "Do you have any plans?"

Jing Yulan froze for a moment, shook her head, and said, "No."

"Great, we can play in the room for a day." Yang Rui clapped his hands and made a decision.

Jing Yulan just wanted to nod, but she glanced at Yang Rui's narrow smile, and immediately couldn't speak.

Yang Rui looked up to the sky three times, picked up Jing Yulan, and returned to the bedroom without hesitation.

As for the 863 project...

Who cares about it now?

However, Yang Rui finally completed the writing of the biology chapter of the 863 project, which took three days.

During these three days, Yang Rui stayed home.

Jing Yulan also accompanied Yang Rui for three days.

Doing a first-class project, accompanied by a beauty, is simply the dream life of a scientific researcher.

A happy mood also brings super efficiency. In other words, it was Jing Yulan's anger and smile that prompted Yang Rui to write his development plan more perfectly and more focusedly.

Compared with the original plan, the development plan written by Yang Rui is more complete, more achievable, and more continuous.

However, after writing his name on the file bag, Yang Rui is not as confident as when he wrote the outline.

The "National High-Tech Research and Development Plan" is a plan that determines the next few years or even decades. It itself is not a pure technology product, but more like a game of benefit distribution.

On the one hand, national interests are the first and most important thing to be guaranteed. On the other hand, the interests of scientists and scientific research institutions are inevitably involved.

It is like embryo transfer of cattle. If it is included in a certain development plan, it will naturally receive corresponding funds. Institutions such as the North China Institute of Animal Products must find ways to include embryo transfer in the plan, and then Grab it, otherwise, their research institute will immediately fall into an economic crisis.

At this point, the research institute is the same as a private company. It is nothing more than one that cannot go bankrupt and the other can go bankrupt.

From the 1980s to the 1990s, and then to the 00s, the research institutes that couldn’t go bankrupt had their own misfortunes, and the large research institutes, or, in other words, the living good research institutes, were even more chasing various development plans Urgent.

Because large research institutes need to raise more people and do more projects in order to continue, and then develop and grow, and the heads of large research institutes are obviously more capable of lobbying.

Therefore, whether it is a national development plan or a biological development plan, competition is inevitable in the end.

However, competition at the non-technical level is ultimately achieved by relying on real technological competition.

When Yang Rui handed over the paper bag to Academician Zhu, his initial judgment was ultimately based on the plan itself.

Academician Zhu opened it unexpectedly, and when he saw the name, he was a little dazed: "High-tech research and development plan?"

"Yes, I have some personal opinions. I think it's better to write them down." Yang Rui sat across from the big desk with a serious expression.

Academician Zhu's expression changed slightly, and he slowly opened the document Yang Rui handed him.

For the first time, he saw the complete catalog.

"You still need a catalog for your personal opinions." Academician Zhu said teasingly.

Yang Rui nodded slightly and said, "Just write too much."

"En. Let me take a look." Honestly, Academician Zhu is unwilling to read such large documents. His time is limited, and the trust of Qiao Gong makes him much busier than ordinary academicians.

However, Yang Rui is not an ordinary scholar after all. In the eyes of politicians, he may be a young outstanding scholar, but in the eyes of academics, Yang Rui's status is quite different.

Since Yang Rui spent a lot of time writing this document-in the opinion of Academician Zhu, Yang Rui started writing this document after he met Qiao Gong, then he had to turn it over again if he was reluctant.

Academician Zhu turned it quickly ~lightnovelpub.net~ However, Yang Rui wrote enough pages.

It took almost 10 minutes for Academician Zhu to go through it all.

"You are... the complete biology development outline?" Academician Zhu said slowly.

"Yes." Yang Rui replied, and said: "Just write too much."

Academician Zhu was dumb, he didn't know whether to say Yang Rui was great or he was arrogant.

To write a national-level guideline in an independent capacity, perhaps it is correct to describe it as conceit.

It's just... the writing is really good.

Academician Zhu looked at Yang Rui as if he wanted to distinguish his level of conceit.

Yang Rui looked at Academician Zhu with confidence, and Yang Rui had unparalleled confidence in the development program itself.

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