"I don't have to try it. Who doesn't know that it's troublesome to take off latex gloves? It's not worth it to wear two gloves... Hey, it's really convenient." Wang Xiaoyun was wearing two layers of gloves by Wei Zhenxue, and dragged them down again.

The good fit of latex gloves also makes it particularly troublesome to put on and take off them. Wang Xiaoyun and the others used to use latex gloves carefully, taking off the latex gloves bit by bit, and trying to ensure the shape of the gloves to facilitate the next time they use them.

But wearing a plastic glove in the latex gloves is much more convenient when you take it off. Wei Zhenxue just pulled it casually and shed it.

Wang Xiaoyun grabbed him, pinched the latex gloves and said, "It's still possible to use it, don't waste it. Your boss can't do this even if he is a foreigner. Isn't it good to save a little?"

Tu Xian coughed twice and said, "Xiaoyun, I didn't throw away latex gloves."

"Oh, you guys reused it too?" Wang Xiaoyun seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Wei Zhenxue said in a rough voice: "Latex gloves are usually used two or three times, and the plastic gloves inside are not needed."

Then, he pulled the latex gloves off the plastic gloves and threw the latter into the trash can.

Wang Xiaoyun suddenly became furious and shouted: "It took only a few seconds."

"That's also contaminated." Wei Zhenxue then shrank his neck and said, "Plastic gloves are very cheap."

"You can't throw it around even if you are cheap... Forget it, you can do whatever you want in your laboratory." Wang Xiaoyun said, simply turning her head to stop looking at Wei Zhenxue and the trash can beside him.

He Quangui, who was chasing behind, looked at Wang Xiaoyun and inexplicably saw the backs of students from the Student Union Discipline Department standing in the cafeteria.

Wei Zhenxue twisted a plastic glove with a confused face. He had never been in a high-level laboratory before, and he just fantasized about the advanced laboratories in Beijing at the level of the Academy of Coal Sciences. Naturally, he felt that the bowls they had eaten were all made of aluminum alloy, but how could he know that the life of the Beijing Institute of Biological Products was so difficult.

The plastic gloves in the laboratory are similar to those in the restaurant where you eat pig's trotters. They are a little more delicate, with better thickness and materials. They feel a little matte when rubbed, but they are also standard consumables. They are all bought from thousands of them.

The gloves bought in Huarui's laboratory are more convenient. They are all glove boxes similar to paper-drawing. When used, they will pick one and throw it away after using it.

Of course, this method is convenient and the gloves consume faster, just as it is often used to draw paper faster than rolled paper.

After all, the industrial production level in the 1980s was not advanced to the 21st century. Ordinary laboratories would not buy extraction glove boxes for convenience all at once. After all, there were more inconveniences for them.

On the one hand, Yang Rui was out of habits and different ideas, and the most important thing was that he had sufficient funds, which allowed him to buy whatever he could.

The current Huarui Laboratory is not large in scale. Including part-time assistants like He Cheng and Li Xuegong, there are less than 10 people. Any consumables will not appear too expensive when used in such a laboratory.

In addition, Huarui Laboratory's expected returns are much better than ordinary laboratories in China and even abroad. Even if the first-stage paper is wanted to make a profit based on this, it will have to pay millions of dollars. This alone is enough for Huarui Laboratory to run in a luxurious way for a long time.

Laboratories with huge investments and little profits are laboratories that cannot study new things. However, in the world, in addition to laboratories commissioned by the government to run by bureaucrats, there are always some laboratories that are profitable, such as the famous Bell Laboratory, Qualcomm Laboratory, which flourished with the mobile phone market, Edison's experiments, and Nobel's laboratories are also representative of super-profit laboratories. The semiconductor industry and the pharmaceutical industry are also semi-laborated. A semiconductor factory that invests billions of dollars often has only dozens or hundreds of employees, and the number of people with the title of PhD is probably more than that of a university. New drugs rely entirely on laboratories to develop. Among the top 500 companies in later generations, almost all the core of pharmaceutical companies are laboratories.

However, compared with the pyramids of other industries, the pyramids of the technology industry are more sharp and cruel. A laboratory is super profitable. In contrast, research institutions in the same field are naturally profitable. If they fail once in the scientific research competition, they can either win more investment in suckers, or they can only tighten their belts and continue to compete. If they cannot turn over, most of them will die.

In any country in the world, there are more dead laboratories than those who survive.

Imagine that laboratories in the same field gather together are equivalent to a class. If only the first place in a class can be praised and if they cannot be praised for two consecutive years, they will be eliminated. How cruel would such a class be?

What’s even more cruel is that the members of the class are still rotating continuously, and students from famous schools are constantly transferring to school, or newcomers are applying to school...

The survival of Chinese laboratories in the 1980s was due to the tradition of thrift and family management and the low turnover rate. Otherwise, excellent researchers would be poached and the competition for scientific research would be unsustainable, and the laboratory would soon decline.

In the era when Yang Rui was studying for a postgraduate study, the turnover rate of scientific researchers increased. The so-called Thousand Talents Plan, or the Yangtze River Scholars, etc. were all the same as the unscrupulous plan...

Wang Xiaoyun has not experienced cruel scientific research competition, or in other words, neither she nor the Chinese scientific researchers of her time have experienced a high-mobility scientific research era, which has made domestic scientific research institutions never have the awareness of serving scientific researchers. After 30 years, high-end scientific research elites will not waste their time separating a pair of gloves. If the research is in a tense stage, they would rather pay for various consumables by themselves. However, once the research is completed, the research structure that cannot provide compensation and subsidies will be kicked out immediately, and some laboratories in various places are hungry for feeding.

Tu Xian smiled at Wei Zhenxue and He Quangui, and caught up with Wang Xiaoyun in two steps in three steps, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, they have been spoiled. Yang Rui is still a young man. He spends money like water with the money of the Hong Kong boss, but he does make things. For example, this paper, it only costs hundreds of thousands in total. In the past year, the domestic laboratories have not achieved any results, and they have to spend more than one hundred thousand, right?"

"Everyone uses experimental consumables like this?" Wang Xiaoyun asked with her head down.

Tu Xian thought for a while and said uneasy: "It's almost the same."

"No one cares if you use more than one hundred gun tips a day to waste it?"

"It's not that exaggerating. Generally speaking, one person only uses dozens of them a day."

"Wear two gloves at a time, throw them away when used, no restrictions?"

"You can't waste it casually. Today is a demonstration for you. Usually, when it's time to change it, it's a bit unlucky, but it's still not a lot of waste. Old Wei didn't say just now, latex gloves are more expensive, and if you can use them twice, you can use them twice more."

"But you just throw it away if you want to?"

"This is based on the needs of the experiment. They still have to apply for a new one after using a box of gloves. If it is too expensive, they will definitely be said to have it." Tu Xian was weak in explaining that Yang Rui only cared about the general ledger in the laboratory, not even an institution like the Finance Department. No one really cares about how others use gloves.

Wang Xiaoyun asked again: "I just saw the printer and the copier. Can it be used?"

“It can be used.”

"How many pieces of paper and tubes are used?"

"This...it is required to copy both sides, and it cannot be wasted casually. Everyone has important documents and other documents before copying them."

"That's like masks, soap, etc., which are used casually?"

"You must use the soap casually. If you use the mask, please take it away..." Tu Xian whispered: "Everyone is very good, and there is basically no deliberate waste. Okay, if you don't like it, let's go home first..."

"Who said I don't like it anymore?" Wang Xiaoyun raised her head, but smiled and said, "I have long wanted to change gloves every day and wear masks every day. I can wash my hands as much as I want. Do you think I like to catch the gun head from the trash can?"

"ah……"

"What, Tu Xian!"

"Ah...oh, yes." Tu Xian's chrysanthemum, who was called to her full name, tightened.

Wang Xiaoyun said seriously: "You'd better bring me to Huarui Laboratory, otherwise..."

"Ah...yes, Xiaoyun~" Tu Xian's knees became weak and his chest was wet.

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Chapter completed!