"Director Wu, make a discussion and take me on." Kong Yingguang is a white boy, tall and thin, and his fingers are thin and long. The wash is clean, just in line with Wu Qianyang's. Aesthetic standards.

Wu Qianyang looked like a cat, shrinking his pupils, smiled before saying a word, and said: "I'm not a director, I'm a member of the working group, and I have lost my main job."

"Then I call you Xiaowu, you call me Xiaokong." Kong Yingguang is very good at taking advantage of his own advantages, and the sunshine makes people feel dazzling with laughter.

Wu Qianyang was a little bit unable to withstand the sunlight, lowered his head, and quickly raised it, and said: "I didn't decide whether to go or not. This time I went to the working group, not an interview. You don't belong to our unit, you can't get in."

"You can give me a CCTV brand...or else, I will look for a business card and make some CCTV business cards. Don't expose me when you come. Let me follow along and write a report. The editor-in-chief will kill you. I am, if I don't write anything, I have to be sent to the border area." Kong Yingguang said to ask for help, but with the sincerity of a big boy on his face, Wu Qianyang, who had just graduated from school two years ago, missed him everywhere.

"I have to ask Committee Member Hong. He went to contact Yang Rui. He also organized this visit." Wu Qianyang couldn't help but relax.

"You must express my urgency." Kong Yingguang held Wu Qianyang's hand.

Wu Qianyang's face was flushed.

I just feel that Kong Yingguang's hands are so warm, and Kong Yingguang's cheeks are so radiant.

On Monday, Commissioner Hong took a delegation to Yang Rui's genetic engineering laboratory.

The size of the tour group was larger than planned. The minivan that was originally planned could not fit, so it had to be replaced by a minibus. After the back row was packed with photographic equipment, the internal space was crowded.

Commissioner Hong doesn't matter.

This year, no matter where you go to visit, you can make up the number, especially when you visit in the capital. If there are shameless people who want to have a meal, they will be entrusted to join the tour group.

The relationship between the Chinese is so complicated that even the Chinese can't figure it out, and Committee Member Hong has no intention of discriminating. He only makes sure that the main creator of his side is behind him, and the others do not know about it.

A minibus drove to the door of Yang Rui's genetic engineering laboratory, all talking and laughing, and it was a little quieter until a few people in military uniform got into the car.

"Comrade, we are a visiting group of CCTV." Committee member Hong smiled and handed out his credentials.

"Well, the number of people you have approved for interviews is seven. It's overcrowded. Please get off the bus if you come out." The first sentence of the man in uniform got on the bus and let the reporters in the minibus fry.

Everyone had the confidence to fight against the Confucian scholars, and at this time they shouted one by one:

"You have to inform in advance of the limit on the number of people."

"We are all here, and you will limit it again, isn't it a nonsense?"

"There is no interview draft, let's go back and open the skylight?"

"This little comrade, don't do things so rigidly. Two more people instead of two more units to help you report? You might as well ask your leaders if you would like to have more media news."

The man in uniform is a capable man of Geng Xin. He doesn't care about the stirring of a few tongues. He stands upright, looking at a car of people with no expression, as if to say: Let's start your performance.

A group of media people quickly got tired of performing.

A group of Confucian scholars who fight with tongues must respond. If the other party doesn't say a word, then it's not called a fight with tongues.

"The number of people doesn't meet the requirements, I can't let it go." The man in uniform got out of the car and said a few words to the guard, sitting calmly.

Everyone in the car couldn't sit still anymore, and ran over all the way, and was finally driven out of the car.

"Director Hong, you can negotiate again."

"CCTV doesn't give any face, what do they think."

"Also, are they so sloppy on such a big thing as the Spring Festival Gala?"

Director Hong laughed bitterly, and finally stood up, first apologized in a circle, and then said: "It's not that I refused to say it. Last time, this Professor Yang didn't give me any face, and it was boring to talk about it... …Yes, I’ll go make a call, if it works, I don’t know."

Director Hong said so, the others were helpless and watched Director Hong get off the car and picked up the phone in the guard box.

After a while, Director Hong returned and said: "The other party will give you the quota for seven people. Other media reporters please go back first, and they won't let you in."

Anyway, what he did was to follow the flow of favor, and if he didn't do it, he didn't affect himself.

"I'll drive." Kong Yingguang jumped up and pulled the driver out at once, stuffed a pack of cigarettes in his hand, grabbing the steering wheel with his own hands, as if no one would let me go.

The others have no choice but to procrastinate for a while and can only get out of the car silently.

However, the more restricted the access, the more fascinating.

A group of reporters did not leave, and Shou also stood by the door, waiting to get second-hand information.

Today is the era of the prosperous paper media and the explosion of electronic media. The sales of newspapers are large and the demand for content is also high. The Nobel Prize and the Spring Festival Gala are properly the focus of attention at present.

Everyone rushed to come, so much so that they took a car, not just for news, isn't it just for news?

Hiddenly thinking about not getting in the car, thinking about how to hook up the news later, how to write an article when I go back, I got in the car and was happy, thinking about how to hook up Yang Rui for a while, and how to think about the context when I go back...

Kong Yingguang ignited triumphantly and was in a great mood. He only felt that he could make a lot of money in this wave.

The foreign media's current prices for Yang Rui's news, especially the prices for photos, are high prices in China.

Although the people in the media that Kong Yingguang has contacted are not well-known, who cares, as long as there is foreign exchange.

Kong Yingguang touched his handsome face in the rearview mirror, and glanced at Wu Qianyang from the corner of his eyes, but thought in his heart: When I earn enough foreign exchange, I will beg a daughter-in-law in China, and then I will beg a daughter-in-law in China. Two are good...

After getting in the car, the man in uniform didn't bother with the driver's problem. He pointed the way in the front row and used the walkie-talkie to communicate with the car in front. Otherwise, he asked three questions.

"This is your laboratory, right?" Wu Qianyang saw the huge building lying in front of him and Kong Yingguang who was in a happy mood, and his mood was also very good.

"Oh, this is our reception and visiting office." The man in uniform said, pointing to the right, and said, "Stop there. You can park within the yellow line."

"So many parking spaces." Someone looked around in surprise, only thinking that there was so much free space.

The man in uniform did not explain, so he waited for the car to stop and said: "We have arrived at the visitor now, please get off the car."

Everyone stepped into the car and walked through the hall, which was another hall. When they looked up, they were shocked instantly.

The sight in front of me...

Various drawings and icons are hung on the wall, various objects are installed in glass cabinets, and there are text embedded in the glass frame...

"This is the visitor hall, right? Where's the laboratory?" Wu Qianyang couldn't help but shouted.

"The visitor hall is a condensed history of the laboratory and the laboratory. There is nothing to see in the laboratory, so there is no need for everyone to go."

Committee member Hong coughed and said: "We are here this time mainly to interview Director Yang and look at Director Yang's project."

"Professor Yang's project is confidential and cannot be published in the newspapers." The man in uniform said: "You can only visit this hall if you want to visit."

"After visiting the hall, can we see Professor Yang?" Committee member Hong asked.

"No. Professor Yang is too busy today."

"Then what are we doing?" Committee member Hong was a little unhappy.

The man in uniform responded silently.

What are you here for, don't you know what you are doing?

The expression of the man in uniform basically interprets this sentence.

"Otherwise, let's visit first, and then decide after the visit." Wu Qianyang was afraid of Director Hong's madness, and said ahead.

"Well, go in and visit." Committee member Hong reluctantly entered the door.

It feels like entering a municipal museum, it is still popular science.

For reporters, such interviews and shootings are simply ridiculous.

"Where are your leaders?" Director Hong couldn't help being angry. It is said that reporters are the uncrowned king. What kind of reporters are the strongest? They are actually senior reporters at the level of Director Hong. In theory, he can publish any content. Be cautious when publishing articles with internal references, and go straight to the world. If you are more courageous, you will die with the enemy.

Of course, Director Hong is not the kind of reporter who is willing to go all out, but he feels that his rank and deterrence should be at least equally respected.

The man in military uniform smiled, and said, "We, Director Yang, are at Northern United Pharmaceutical today. After you finish visiting here, you can go over and watch it."

Director Hong's grievances couldn't come out immediately, and it was even more uncomfortable.

"Northern United Pharmaceutical is in Hebei@北吧." Kong Yingguang memorized the information thoroughly.

"Yes, we are doing research on Gaucher's disease over there, you can go over." As he said, the man in uniform drove everyone into the car and rushed out of Beijing.

The wheels were covered with dust and sprayed on the faces of reporters waiting at the door.

The faces of one place were left looking at each other.

People who don't want to see reporters like this are rarely seen by them.

This is a natural change of Yang Rui's genetic engineering laboratory. Isolating the attention of social media and increasing the influence in professional media and the upper echelon is almost the only way for various top laboratories.

In particular, the former can completely determine the height of a laboratory-social media can bring a lot of resources to scholars, which is what Yang Rui chose to focus on in his early development. However, at the current level, Yang Rui does not need them anymore. .

Not only is it unnecessary, but it is also discarded. Because if you care about the likes and dislikes of social media, top laboratories can’t do things~lightnovelpub.net~ If you do gravitational waves, they will say that you are hurting the people and you are a cloned sheep. They will say that you are dangerous and terrible, and you do. Food additives, they will all say that you poison the people.

The nature of social media will in turn affect the research direction and research goals of the laboratory.

The research direction is often far from the slightest difference. If you care about social media, Yang Rui had better not touch cloned sheep.

After Wilmut made a cloned sheep, his social evaluations were almost all negative.

The noise of the media is mostly curious and offensive, and even neutral comments are rare.

However, when scientific research has developed to this day, when there are truly breakthrough developments, when is it supported by social media?

When the Holy See was in power, they burned Bruno to death, and it is understandable to curse Darwin. In the 21st century, they are still ranting about nuclear energy, and the scientific accomplishment of social media can be clearly seen.

Yang Rui hopes to cool down his natural media attributes.

Treating social media coldly is also a strategy he has determined long ago.

Of course, the media people who are treated coldly do not have this consciousness.

A group of people were inexplicably driven out of the car, and another group of people was inexplicably transported to the North United Pharmaceutical... When it was already in the afternoon, Director Hong’s grievances about being overturned by the car almost burst out. Saw a slip of dazzling license plates.

"Some leaders visited today, let's do the second batch." The man in uniform said lightly, without explaining too much.

Director Hong is such a kind of person, the grievance disappeared without a trace, seeing the mount as if seeing a person, and said in a humble tone: "We are not in a hurry. When it is convenient, the interview will do."

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