Chapter 257

It's not that Martin Yong is a dumbass, but that Martin Yong finds it very hard to give Fang Ziye any extra thought.

Fang Ziye is merely a student; he should be unable to leapfrog over Yuan Weihong as first author or corresponding author on other papers.

This is Martin Yong's understanding of the real world, and also his understanding of Fang Ziye.

Because Yuan Weihong is Fang Ziye's teacher, therefore finding Yuan Weihong means he can bind Fang Ziye's upper limit dead.

But actually it's not like that.

Many high-scoring papers that Martin Yong doesn't value, where Yuan Weihong just lent his name and doesn't know the seventh, eighth, ninth authors' names, are actually Fang Ziye's co-first authorship.

"Teacher Martin, let's speak more directly."

"The current situation is, if Teacher Martin, you are able to have very good research achievements, then you wouldn't have come to Enshi. And since you are, having listened to my teacher's words, and even personally ran over here."

"Then the things I look favorably upon, Teacher Martin, you may not necessarily be able to provide."

"Because if Teacher Martin you yourself already have several papers worth twenty to thirty points, then this animal experiment model, you have absolutely no need to reference it."

"Even more so, Teacher Martin, regarding the relationship between hk2 and other pathways, your research group might still be dawdling, not having done it comprehensively and thoroughly, so the workload and grades aren't particularly high yet, right?" Fang Ziye had already seized the absolute initiative.

Spoken until Martin Yong's face cycled through green and red, his expression starting to become a bit embarrassed and nervous.

Yes!

Fang Ziye spoke correctly.

Actually, this identity of a student is the most concealing.

Truly in the workplace, many things are very realistic, especially in the medical industry.

If a person can have several high-scoring papers worth twenty to thirty points, such a person is either doing very well in this unit, or has resigned in a huff and gone to other units.

Reaching such a height of research, to a certain extent they can represent the department's research capability ceiling, people who enhance research influence; if you don't give sufficient treatment, there are plenty of units that will.

Papers as the vector embodying research capability — if you only have a few few-point first-tier journal articles, then you are definitely in a passive state.

But if you have even a few papers above ten-odd points, equivalent to completing dozens of workload, then it's different; you should be somewhat famous, and when job hunting in the industry, it would also be very easy; such a person, ordinary relationship households wouldn't dare block you.

Because there's no need, easy to flip the car.

An attending who has published ten-odd point journals many times but hasn't been promoted to Deputy Chief Physician, while instead someone who hasn't published much gets promoted, that can also be understood — maybe his professional ability isn't up to par.

But if you won't even give them an Associate Professor position, would they still be willing to play along with you? Unless it's a cheap mentality, making things difficult for themselves!

What Fang Ziye currently possesses is even higher than such a height.

And if Martin Yong also had the same achievements, then he couldn't possibly still be just an ordinary Deputy Chief Physician; early promotion to Chief Physician would absolutely not be an accident.

Those saying absolutely impossible should be research big shots who haven't published or even come into contact with publishing such journals.

Facing Fang Ziye who had already seized the absolute initiative, Martin Yong decided to no longer humiliate himself.

He silently stood up, then went downstairs, and settled the bill along the way.

Also didn't leave Fang Ziye's share in a particularly disgusting way.

Just when he reached the doorway, Martin Yong's thoughts were slightly chaotic and disordered.

Martin Yong read between the lines of Fang Ziye's words; Fang Ziye's team might not be Yuan Weihong's team.

And, Fang Ziye's current achievements fundamentally don't require talking cooperation with Martin Yong.

Why should I cooperate with you, Martin Yong?

And, Martin Yong still doesn't dare speak any harsh words to Fang Ziye.

Don't despise the young poor; naturally, even less despise the young rich.

Fang Ziye's everything has only just begun, still in the starting stage, yet already has such achievements; no need to offend.

Although Fang Ziye's attitude toward him currently isn't great, Martin Yong knows this is because of Yuan Weihong's relationship.

Fang Ziye dislikes him because of Yuan Weihong's past encounters, but not to the point of hatred.

Martin Yong didn't linger much; after leaving the teahouse, he returned to the hotel.

His calculation fell through — that is, the calculation to persuade Fang Ziye, the party concerned, fell through.

Because once Fang Ziye agrees to cooperate, then Yuan Weihong absolutely wouldn't disagree; he wouldn't bully people using his teacher identity; this is Martin Yong's understanding of Yuan Weihong.

……

"Senior Brother, are you okay?"

"I almost called the police."

"And I already called Master; Master said to report your situation anytime; I'll call Master again." Lan Tianluo truly worried about Fang Ziye, because Lan Tianluo at this time hadn't even set up his computer.

Lan Tianluo has two research group tasks to be busy with; this is something Fang Ziye already knew.

Usually, the first thing Lan Tianluo does when returning home is prop up his computer.

The call connected quickly.

"Master, Senior Brother is back; we haven't eaten dinner yet; Senior Brother says he just went to drink tea, no place to eat, not that he hasn't eaten at all."

"Senior Brother, say a few words?" Lan Tianluo turned on speakerphone, gesturing to Fang Ziye.

"Ziye, what did Martin Yong say? How was his expression?"

"Eh, what a pity; Ziye you still haven't learned my essence; otherwise I'd definitely make him at least not too comfortable tonight." Yuan Weihong seemed not to be worried about Fang Ziye being beaten or anything else.

Rather, he was asking about Martin Yong's reaction.

As if Martin Yong's lost-soul dejection, even his vexation, puzzlement, shock, were the things that vented Yuan Weihong's anger.

Fang Ziye then spoke of his own words and deeds.

Approaching Dr. Wu Xuanqi's style, simulating Yuan Weihong's arrogant blade.

Fang Ziye didn't know how his words could lose.

Throughout he was grasping the initiative; hurtfulness was great, insultingness not small either; the whole process, as if Martin Yong wasn't in Fang Ziye's eyes at all, yet Fang Ziye still remained relatively courteous.

Lan Tianluo listened dumbfounded, his gaze toward Fang Ziye as if not looking at his own Senior Brother.

Even his gaze faintly held some wariness and suspicion——

Would it be better if Brother Jie were the "brother-in-law"?

Jie Han said so, the age is even more suitable, Fang Ziye is older by more than three years...

But immediately, Lan Tianluo felt again that he might be overthinking it a bit.

The more Yuan Weihong spoke, the more spirited he became: "You really said that? So f***ing satisfying. What was his reaction?"

Fang Ziye then said: "When I said that tea money we can split aa, Teacher Ma's complexion only then began to change slightly, afterwards it was a bit gloomy, should be angry."

"However, Teacher Ma never got the chance to get angry, I just continued speaking..."

"As for money, I'm not interested. Although I'm very short on money, I'm not that short on money. The money I lack is clean money that can be earned in the era of earning money."

"As for papers, Teacher Ma, how high can the impact factor of the papers you give be?"

"Can it be as high as BMJ?" Fang Ziye continued repeating the tone he used when speaking to Martin Yong before, and because this was the second time, his talent for performance was even higher.

Listening to it, Lan Tianluo and Yuan Weihong both laughed heartily, as if the small team was celebrating the New Year.

It really was the New Year.

Yuan Weihong's hatred for Martin Yong, after the paper was published, was completely gone.

There was no need to hate him, because the impact brought by the things he took away back then can now all be made up for through the group's achievements.

"Mm, Ziye, you've followed me for so long, you've learned seven or eight parts of my skill."

"If you can be a bit more gentle, feign weakness first, pretend you don't know anything, guide him step by step, and finally counter-ask: is BMJ better than the journals he plans to benchmark against for the papers he intends to give you?"

"No no no!"

"Starting from your own earliest published papers with the lowest impact factor, ask your way up, first give him a chance to hope and show off!"

"At this time, he will definitely say..." Yuan Weihong spoke with great relish.

"Dad, come out quick and play with Xiao Qi." At this moment, the sound of knocking on the door rang out.

"Xiao Qi, wait for Dad a bit, okay? In a bit Dad will keep playing with Xiao Qi, won't do anything else." Yuan Weihong was celebrating here.

"Okay, Dad, how much longer do you need?"

"A few minutes, is five minutes okay?"

Such good news in scientific research, actually isn't something a wife can fully understand.

And such happiness within the small team, also isn't something good friends and good brothers like Shen Tao can experience. If you take the initiative to share with them, they'll think you're Versailles.

Where is it Versailles actually, it's just ordinarily sharing some achievements.

After Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo accompanied Yuan Weihong chatting for a while, Fang Ziye said with his mood slightly eased: "Tian Luo, I want to sleep a bit, ease my mood."

"In a bit we'll go out to eat together, my treat, charcoal fire chicken, plus a spare ribs and a pig intestine three-combination."

"Thank you Senior Brother, then I'll go sleep too." Lan Tianluo happily touched his small belly, still feeling Fang Ziye Senior Brother was good.

Both handsome and generous, capability goes without saying, the group's absolute ceiling.

It's just that, Fang Ziye hadn't slept for long.

Fang Ziye received a phone call, it was from a staff member at the animal laboratory Fang Ziye had been to.

"Doctor Fang, there's a person acting sneaky here, kept asking about things in the laboratory, staff felt something was off, so they called the police."

"After the police came, he said he's your Teacher, just arrived early, hadn't had time to notify you, is there such a thing?" The person on the phone Fang Ziye didn't recognize, but what he said, Fang Ziye found very satisfying.

"Don't recognize. Don't know, my teacher never notified me that a Teacher would come over." Fang Ziye forcibly endured his sleepiness, replied in the most formal tone.

The other party might have been on speakerphone.

With Fang Ziye saying this, Martin Yong might be taken away for questioning.

And given the confidentiality of the Military Region Sanatorium project, once this is determined, the trouble might not be small.

"Eh, Ziye, we just met, didn't we?"

"Ziye, I'm Martin Yong ah, we just drank tea just now!!!"

Fang Ziye also didn't continue explaining, just hung up the phone.

Drank tea is drank tea, but Fang Ziye never let you Martin Yong arrive in Enshi early, and even stalked me, went to places you shouldn't go.

However, although he hung up the phone, Fang Ziye still sent a message to his own teacher, explaining this matter, asking for handling opinions.

Yuan Weihong's reply was, if they call again, still say you recognize him.

(Chapter End)