The years of red flags

Chapter 210
The education department held several meetings in a row in the past few days. It is said that the quarrel was quite fierce. Jiang Hua didn't know what they were arguing about. Anyway, Zhong Shanyue told him all this.

Born in the south of the Yangtze River, I lived in Youzhou in the north of Saibei. I really expected the golden cup to match the jade ou, but I didn't expect to bully me.There is a matchmaker inside, and there is a hooded head outside.Undress and take off your clothes and let Jun travel, so handsome with white flesh.

It was the Dragon Boat Festival, and Jiang Hua was holding rice dumplings from Daoxiang Village, ready to eat, when suddenly the phone rang at home.

Picking up the zongzi just out of the pot, Jiang Hua picked up the phone: "Hello, who is it?"

"Is it Comrade Jiang Hua?"

"Yeah, are you?"

"We are the Ministry of Education. There will be a meeting at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. You are invited to attend. I hope you can attend on time."

"Oh well."

As soon as he hung up the phone, Jiang Hua yelled, the hot rice dumplings burned his fingertips.

Whether it is a meeting or a conference, Jiang Hua has a lot of experience.

On the second day, Jiang Hua didn't wear a suit, but was wearing a neat Chinese tunic suit, and there was a Modu pen in his coat pocket, and a small notebook in his pocket.

When he arrived at the venue, the receptionist was in a daze, and opened his mouth to ask, "Are you the representative of that CITIC company? Did you come from Xiangjiang?"

"If it's fake, I'm Jiang Hua, the representative of Xiangjiang CITIC Company."

The staff asked puzzledly: "Then why are you wearing such a suit? I don't know, but I thought you were our own comrades."

Jiang Hua turned around, raised his hand and asked, "Is there something wrong with me? I was originally my comrade. It turned out that I worked in diplomacy. After the establishment of CITIC Corporation, I was transferred there."

The staff member scratched his head and said, "Mother, it turns out that he is really one of us. I thought the representative of CITIC was a Hong Kong guy from Hong Kong."

The two were silent for a moment, but the guy quickly reacted: "Then what, you go in, someone arranges for you inside."

Arrangement, this word sounds a bit intrusive.

After entering the venue, Jiang Hua found that this venue was too educational, and it was no different from the lecture theater he went to school in college.

His seat was actually in the first row. He originally wanted to find a corner to sneak around. After all, a group of old pedants were arguing with each other. It was indistinguishable and boring.

Now, let's sit in the front row under the watchful eyes of everyone. In order to show respect for the education department, Jiang Hua has to be very energetic no matter what he does.

The meeting process was indeed as Jiang Hua expected, boring, boring, and boring. This group of old scholars really quoted classics, from pre-Qin documents to the complete works of Marxism-Leninism, and in the end no one was convinced by anyone.

Jiang Hua's small notebook didn't record a single word. Look at the person next to him, who moved his pen like flying, skimmed like a knife, and dotted like a peach. He wrote on several large sheets of paper.

"Comrade Jiang Hua, please come up and talk about it. We have held meetings for several days, but we have not been able to reach a unified understanding. Please help us develop our ideas."

Jiang Hua stepped up to the rostrum bravely, and looked at the scrutiny of the group of old scholars below, his scalp became a little numb.

"Just now, the seniors spoke very well, citing scriptures and classics, I didn't understand a few words."

There was a lot of contemptuous laughter at the bottom, and Jiang Hua continued: "If you want me to say it, I can't quote the scriptures. I can only tell you a helpless reality that must be faced, that is, the country has no money. .”

"Since ancient times, everyone has believed that the education department is a Qingshui yamen, and the ancient Ministry of Rites is a noble official. However, what I want to tell you is that modern scientific education research is a matter full of money. Money can't do it."

"The leader of our country once said that the atomic bomb should be made out of the trousers. You sound very sad, but this just shows one thing. It takes a lot of money to do high-tech scientific research."

"You are the mainstay of the education department. Sitting in the office every day, you may receive many reports. Provinces and cities apply for education funding for universities, middle schools and primary schools. That is an astronomical sum, but it can only guarantee the most basic needs. , everyone should go to major research institutes and colleges to see how many laboratories are waiting to be fed."

"Maybe someone said that now we should carry forward the spirit of not being afraid of suffering and not afraid of death. Yes, experimenters can carry forward this spirit, but experimental equipment and experimental raw materials need money, even the distilled water used in the laboratory needs money." money."

"Someone said again, isn't distilled water just boiled water? It is formed after the condensation of water vapor. It is indeed distilled water, but it cannot be used in the laboratory. Such distilled water is unqualified. If you want to prepare qualified distilled water, It also requires extremely sophisticated equipment, which also requires money.”

"If even water costs so much money, you can imagine how much money is needed for scientific research."

Someone stood up and said, "That can't be sponsored by capitalists."

"Why can't they use their funds to solve our technical problems? You have to know that after solving the problems, this technology belongs to us. Only when you solve the immediate problems can you solve the next problem."

Jiang Hua made a gesture: "Everyone, science is climbing the ladder. Only when you climb the first ladder can you climb the second ladder, and you are too underestimating the development potential of our country. Maybe only the capitalists can sponsor it. , But maybe in the future, our own Chinese will open a business, and after earning money, they will sponsor your research, and use the technology you research to make money again, and finally realize the great revival of flower growers."

"What if he wants to sponsor our secret technology?"

Jiang Hua said with a smile: "You won't be fooled by me, right? The initiative is in our hands. We can let him sponsor or not let him sponsor. Besides, do you think the state's key secret technology also needs their sponsorship? The state will allocate funds."

There was a burst of weak applause, and an old man stood up and said, "Although I still don't think it's appropriate, it seems that what you said is in line with the development trend of the country. I reserve my opinion, but I have no objection for the time being."

Jiang Hua remembered that this old man should be the leader of the opposition. Once he spoke, three or five supporters could not refute him. Now that he does not object, the matter will be handled easily.

Leader Zhang turned his head and asked the clerk: "Have you written down everything Jiang Hua said just now? You must write it down verbatim."

After receiving the affirmation, Leader Zhang nodded and said, "For the time being, we have reached an internal agreement. I will form a document and ask my superiors for approval. Before I get a formal reply, please don't spread the results of this meeting and adjourn the meeting."

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(End of this chapter)