Yang Rui looked at Qiu Ye, feeling strangely not angry.

Indeed, what's so angry about? It's just a young man with inferiority and conceit.

In the past decade and even in the next few years, such people have been the most abundant in China.

To find out more, there are too many researchers nowadays who are conceited and inferior.

The conceited researchers are self-conceited for their academic qualifications. The few who have been studying for ten years, and the more who have been studying for more than ten years, have read more than ten books, so they naturally have the capital to be self-conceited. When facing people who do not study, the conceited researchers may not bother to chat with them. The so-called intellectuals are the same.

Researchers with inferiority complex are inferior to their economic and political status. University professors sell tea eggs and then subsidize their household income - if there is a better way to make money, he will definitely not choose this one. What is even more inferior is that such a university professor is soon forced to retire because it is really a sign of extreme inferiority complex.

Although Yang Rui hates Qiu Ye talking about gossip behind his back, there are more than one gossip about Qiu Ye. The two of them have never known each other and it will be difficult to meet in the future. In front of a group of scholars, Yang Rui does not want to leave a harsh or domineering impression. Therefore, Yang Rui's smile becomes more and more humble.

"Why are you laughing?" Qiu Ye's tone was still very aggressive. He was a closed disciple of Ding Chengguo, but he was also in his thirties. He naturally had a psychological advantage for freshmen around 20 years old. At this time, it was like a teacher asking students.

However, Qiu Ye is still essentially a student, and a spoiled student.

A closed disciple is indeed a very comfortable profession. Yang Rui complained in his heart and continued to ask, "Do you care about anything you laugh?"

Qiu Ye's tone stagnated, and he realized that it was a loss of points to argue with the freshman student, so he turned his eyes to Xu Zhengping and asked, "Associate Professor Xu, what are the students you are leading? There is no politeness at all."

Yang Rui's eyebrows frowned.

He is young and a newcomer, so he should naturally keep it a little so as not to be said to be rampant. The Chinese scientific research community has always been very simple. The old men have the greatest power. If they want not to exclude them, they must show the style of a humble gentleman.

Xu Zhengping is different. He is all for fifty people and is ridiculed by a young boy in his thirties. He is called an associate professor in front of so many people, even if he is ridiculed.

Yang Rui stood up without hesitation, but faced Ding Chengguo and shouted: "Professor Ding, what are the students you are leading? There is no politeness at all!"

After a few seconds of the whole audience, someone burst into laughter.

Then, the discussion started, some were funny and some were watching the show, but no one said Yang Rui was not.

Everyone thinks that Yang Rui is Professor Xu’s disciple, and the disciple helps the teacher stand up, so what’s there to say?

Ding Chengguo, who was named, stood up with a wry smile and said, "Young man, don't be angry, Xiao Qiu, you should say less."

This is the rhythm of each hitting the fifty-plus board. The correct way is naturally Xu Zhengping came over and took Yang Rui back, pretending to say a few words, and it will be over.

Unfortunately, Xu Zhengping couldn't do this.

Not to mention that Yang Rui was speaking for him, he didn't help him. Yang Rui was the head of the laboratory. He led the team alone in the laboratory and did not have the qualification to teach Yang Rui a lesson.

Moreover, Xu Zhengping was embarrassed to explain to others. In private, he said that he was not too embarrassed to work for Yang Rui. In front of such a group of people, many of them were old acquaintances. Xu Zhengping could not say: This is my boss in his freshman life.

At the beginning, Xu Zhengping had been struggling for so long before entering the ion channel laboratory, which was afraid of such a scene, and now he would not admit it.

So Qiu Ye saw that Xu Zhengping did not say a word, and Yang Rui was not blamed, as if he had decided that he was wrong.

Qiu Ye would not cast a shadow on his debut in his perfect scientific research circle, and his anger surged upwards, saying, "Peking University is still really amazing."

Qiu Ye upgraded the original "Peking University Student" to a Peking University student, pointing out Xu Zhengping.

Xu Zhengping was pushed to the front desk by him aggressively, sighed inwardly, and said calmly: "I am proud of my alma mater, and my alma mater is proud of me. It is a normal view, so why bother to investigate it."

"What did you do? You are proud of your alma mater? Don't tell me it's the May Fourth Movement." Qiu Ye sneered and raised his chin. He received a special invitation letter, and he was naturally a special one. As a middle-aged and elderly associate professor, Xu Zhengping was not taken seriously by Qiu Ye.

At this age, he is still an associate professor, and most of his academic talent is limited. Of course, associate professors from Peking University are qualified to be professors in local universities, but professors from local universities are also very good, and the title of "associate professor" means limited achievements.

In contrast, Qiu Ye thinks he is an extremely talented researcher, and his achievements are really good. Being able to get a special application letter from the Ministry of Health means at least 50,000 yuan, or more than 100,000 yuan in funds. This money cannot be said to be an astronomical figure in research, and it is not easy to use it.

For general provincial laboratories, not to mention their own assets, the annual research funding is only 100,000 and 200,000 yuan.

The psychological advantage amplified Qiu Ye's emotions, and the expression he looked at Xu Zhengping was particularly annoying.

Lao Hong, who was in the same laboratory as Qiu Ye, couldn't stand it anymore. He kindly introduced Xu Zhengping over, not to mock Qiu Ye for trouble.

Lao Hong's black face couldn't tell the emotion, and said, "Xiao Qiu, why do you do these words? Lao Xu, don't care, young people, young and energetic..."

Xu Zhengping looked ugly and didn't say anything. He was a normal intellectual temper. He would not offend others if he could not offend others, but he could not stand the sarcasm of others.

Yang Rui felt that he could not just go back like this. Just go back like this. Today's affairs will definitely turn into a joke. When the scholars present returned, they still don't know how to arrange Professor Xu and Peking University.

If it doesn’t work well, Professor Xu may not necessarily lose it after eating it.

Yang Rui coughed and said, "Professor Xu's paper on interacting proteins was published in many journals including JMC. I think Peking University is definitely satisfied with Professor Xu's contribution. Comrade Qiu Ye, your statement is wrong."

Qiu Ye snorted again, too lazy to pay attention to Yang Rui's appearance.

"Sit all, sit all." Lao Hong was busy ease the atmosphere.

Yang Rui didn't sit down and said with a smile: "Comrade Qiu Ye, you said the wrong thing and you have to apologize."

"I apologize? What apologize?" Qiu Ye knew the importance of it. His eyes turned and said, "I am not talking about Professor Xu, I am talking about you. At a young age, I am not studying in school, so why are you here to shake? Who has given you the qualification to shake?"

From Qiu Ye's perspective, he apologized to Xu Zhengping. After all, he made a clear statement that it was not directed at Professor Xu, and the old guys present had less sharp eyes.

However, Qiu Ye was unwilling to lose face too much, so he caught Yang Rui, the "soft persimmon".

Qiu Ye struggled his arm, took off Lao Hong's hand, pointed at Yang Rui, and said, "You are a freshman, and you don't study hard in school, why are you here to make trouble? If you say you are here to see the world, just keep your mouth shut and just look..."

"I think you are not qualified to say this." Xu Zhengping finally came back and stood beside Yang Rui.

This time, Xu Zhengping came to protect Yang Rui, but in the end, Yang Rui protected him.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Xu Zhengping stood in front of Qiu Ye with a serious face.

Qiu Ye smiled and said, "Why are I not qualified to say this?"

"I just have time. Before the interview begins, I'll make arguing for you." Xu Zhengping took a breath and asked again: "If you are not as qualified as him, should you get out?"

"I'm not as qualified as him?" Qiu Ye pointed at himself and Yang Rui, smiling from ear to ear.

Xu Zhengping didn't expect Qiu Ye to answer, stretched out his palm, bent his thumb, and said, "I'll talk about the first one first, the top scorer in the college entrance examination and the top scorer in the national science college entrance examination. How high do you have to jump to get this one?"

Qiu Ye stayed in the laboratory all day long, and didn't know who the top scorer in the national science college entrance examination was. He laughed dryly and said, "He is very good at the college entrance examination, so what?"

Lao Hong thought of something, but was stopped by Xu Zhengping with his eyes.

Xu Zhengping bent his index finger and called out directly: "Yang Rui published an English paper in high school and was hired as a consultant by a British multinational company. Can you compare this one?"

"I'm young, it's not necessarily good." Qiu Ye just thought he had met a genius boy, his eyes changed slightly, and he was not very touched.

Lao Hong glanced at Qiu Ye helplessly. He knew who Yang Rui was, but Qiu Ye didn't know that there was nothing he could do.

There is an invisible wall between the laboratory and the outside world. When I was busy doing experiments, I didn’t even have enough food to eat, so I had no energy to explore gossip. I just talk about gossip. First of all, I talk about family members, people in my unit, and celebrity politics. Whether I can talk about what happened in other schools depends on luck.

One-third of the scientific research people present could first know Yang Rui, but only one-sixth of them knew exactly what was going on. The rest would at most know Yang Rui's name.

However, after today, Yang Rui will inevitably become famous in the scientific research circle, at least in the biological research circle. This is why Xu Zhengping said it in such detail.

He bent his left middle finger again and said, "Last semester, Yang Rui raised his own funds and killed the team led by Professor Richard from the University of California, Berkeley. He first explored the function of potassium ion channels in the cell and created a new method to explore the intracellular ion channels. The papers were published in JMC and CELL in turn. Can you compare this one?"

Halfway through Xu Zhengping's words, Qiu Ye had actually remembered who Yang Rui was. He was a scientific researcher who could not eat food and read journals. However, both parties were not in the same field of research, and CELL was too far away from him, so Qiu Ye did not record Yang Rui's name at all.

However, when hearing the word "CELL", Qiu Ye's face turned red, red and red with blood.

Xu Zhengping did not let him go, or Xu Zhengping decided to use this to expose Yang Rui's reputation.

Xu Zhengping saw Yang Rui’s protection of him and remembered it in his heart. At this time, it would be the best reward.

Those who do scientific research have accumulated their status and reputation bit by bit, and the current occasion is the best.

Xu Zhengping bent his left ring finger and continued: "Now, although Yang Rui is only a freshman, after multiple considerations from the school leaders and department leaders, we Peking University have specially established an independent laboratory for him. Peking University Ion Channel Laboratory. I am the deputy director of the laboratory and Yang Rui is the director of the laboratory."

While speaking, Xu Zhengping simply took out his business card from his bag and sent it to everyone, including Qiu Ye, and one.

"Please take care of us. Our laboratory currently has the best fully automatic amino acid analyzer in China and a leading scanning electron microscope in China. Everyone is welcome to visit and contact the business." The laboratory can also do outsourcing work. Xu Zhengping does not like communication instruments, but does not object to the laboratories making money.

"By the way, the fully automatic amino acid analyzer is worth US$150,000, which is the fate of our Mr. Yang from Coca-Cola." Xu Zhengping spoke while handing over the business card, feeling a little crazy.

When he said "Mr. Yang" now, he gained a kind laugh.

Xu Zhengping turned around and returned to his original position. Facing Qiu Ye, he had no smile on his face. He stretched out his left hand with only a little finger raised, and asked Qiu Ye, "You still can't reach this one, right?"

Qiu Ye was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do.

He is a very conceited person, and conceited person is often not good at speaking, and at this time, he has nothing to say.

Xu Zhengping slowly bent his last little finger and said, "We also came with a special invitation letter from the Ministry of Health today. Should we compare the serial numbers?"

This is a bit bullying. The invitation letter numbers are issued according to the principle of Beijing first, then local, and then focus first, then ordinary. The special invitation letter Yang Rui received from Peking University must be in front of Qiu Ye and others, which has nothing to do with the individual's identity and qualifications.

However, even though he was bullied like this, Qiu Ye was powerless to resist, for fear that Xu Zhengping would extend his hand and count five more fingers.

In fact, even Qiu Ye’s supervisor Ding Chengguo has never published a top CELL-level paper. When Qiu Ye looked at Yang Rui’s age, he saw no longer a “freshman”, but a huge risk.

Whether in China or the United States, the status of scientific research is not just a saying. The so-called academic master is a truly domineering clan, which manages ideas and funds from above. Having an independent laboratory at Peking University is equivalent to having the qualification to open a house and establish a tooth.

Qiu Ye's eyes passed through Xu Zhengping and fell on Yang Rui's face. He suddenly felt the danger of reality.

He inserted his hand into his pocket until he touched his special invitation letter, and he was a little relieved.

"No matter what, you can do the experiment after getting the funds. It's fine if you hide from Yang Rui in the future." Qiu Ye comforted himself, and sat down quietly in a variety of tragic gazes, closed his eyes, just thinking that he could not see anything or hear anything.
Chapter completed!