Chapter 350: Only I Can Use the Law Chapter 350 Captain Shi (1)

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Chen Yi only gave his grandfather one kilogram of "Knowledge Sol," totaling three large blocks, with juice added to each portion; according to the lawyers, at first, the taste of the juice jelly was still quite good.

As for later on... no matter how you ate it, it was disgusting.

Chen Zhongguo was like someone savoring a seven-course meal at a diplomatic banquet, seriously tasting three pieces of transparent soap, then wiping his mouth and saying: "The lemon flavor is not bad, but there's too much orange juice. Oh, it's like a movie is playing in my head..."

"As long as you discuss some related questions and call up these memories in your head, they will steadily become your own." Chen Yi smugly wiped his hands and smiled: "This way, your speed of acquiring knowledge in the future will be much faster."

"Nowadays the technology is truly amazing." Chen Zhongguo asked with a smile: "What is this thing called?"

"Knowledge Sol."

"Good."

Seeing that Chen Yi had no intention of describing it in detail, Chen Zhongguo did not continue to press. At eighty years old, apart from certain persistent notions, everything else was seen lightly. Nothing in life is greater than death; he was a standard Party member, believing neither in ghosts and gods nor in heaven, so he had no fear at all.

"Professor Lun is coming soon, but first please let Dr. Li Zhun examine your body." Chen Yi voluntarily suggested a medical examination, also to put his grandfather at ease.

He himself waited outside, letting Li Zhun perform a comprehensive physical examination, and then inviting Professor Lun to come and give instruction.

It was only out of respect for Chen Zhongguo that Lun Yiliang did not leave in a huff. An expert at the Social Sciences Academy at his level was a member of the so-called central think tank, and on issues within his professional field, he wielded influence greater than that of ordinary central officials, so he often had a strong personality or temper. Like Lun Yiliang: whenever central government officials needed to make decisions regarding Southeast Asian issues, they would often ask for his opinion... After all, officials are not omniscient; when they face water conservancy issues, Algerian issues, Party and government construction issues, and bank interest rate issues all on the same day, they inevitably need to turn to trusted people around them, such as the Social Sciences Academy, the Central Research Office, Tsinghua and Peking University, and other research institutions, which serve as advisors at such times. Judging by the current state of China's political and economic development, within at most twenty years, these advisor-type experts may have the possibility of directly becoming officials.

After a series of examinations, Li Zhun gave the comment "no change." Only at Chen Zhongguo's request did he schedule an "MRI" examination for him.

Next came Lun Yiliang's one-on-one instruction.

Both parties were quite familiar with this teaching model, and Lun Yiliang was also very pleased that his thoughts could influence a senior government official.

But soon, both parties were pleasantly surprised to discover that Chen Zhongguo was very familiar with Southeast Asian issues. Just being able to read those difficult and obscure names was not easy, let alone the history and evolution of over ten countries—various information that even Lun Yiliang's graduate students could not fully master...

"Your level is absolutely qualified to do research at the Social Sciences Academy." Lun Yiliang gave a small pat of flattery; this kind of flattery that slightly exceeded the facts was very suitable for high-level officials—it made Chen Zhongguo happy, and also kept Lun Yiliang from feeling disgusted. Besides, flattery based on a foundation had a higher degree of truth, and sounded naturally more pleasant.

Actually, everyone has strengths, and a leader's strengths are even more easily magnified. The key to good flattery lies in finding the right target—if you can't even find the right target, you might as well obediently pick up horse manure.

Chen Zhongguo's surprise was truly great; as soon as Lun Yiliang was sent off, he called Chen Yi over: "Hurry and find me some Central Asia sol..."

"Is it useful?"

Chen Zhongguo nodded in admission; after all, he was an old man. Although he studied every day, in terms of effect, half a month was not as good as this one morning.

Chen Yi smiled and agreed, then before leaving, poured his grandfather a cup of "Dan Shen" tea, saying: "Try it? Dan Shen."

It really was Dan Shen inside, no lie.

Chen Zhongguo almost without hesitation picked up the teacup and drank all the tea water in one breath.

Chen Yi simultaneously used "Grace," and this time he instantly lost over a thousand milliliters of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

No way, this was the result of not being humble twice.

A person must be humble and modest!

He waited in the room for half a minute, then pressed the red button, saying in a low voice: "Grandfather has fallen asleep; please ask Dr. Li to come over, and keep it quiet."

On a leader's person, any movement is no small matter. Li Zhun still came in a hurry.

Chen Yi had long since opened the door, suppressing his impatient movements, and said in a low voice: "He's asleep; you can examine him, but focus on guardianship."

Li Zhun wouldn't listen to him, and instead used instruments repeatedly; after a long while, his complexion slightly cleared as he said: "Young Master Li, are you trying to play me to death?"

"I'm helping you." Chen Yi hehe laughed twice, then said: "Compared to grandfather, I actually have some problems."

"What's going on?" Li Zhun then noticed Chen Yi's complexion and hurriedly took his pulse.

"My head is a bit dizzy; recently I've been sleeping very little every day." Chen Yi said were selected truths; such symptoms were actually signs of blood loss.

For him, losing a few thousand milliliters of blood wouldn't cause shock. But if he had to replenish it himself, it would still take a period of time.

Li Zhun had no doubts, prescribed him a bunch of nutritional pills, and said: "Buy some yourself when you go back; the medicine here is reimbursed by the state."

"Sounds like I'm taking advantage." Chen Yi hehe laughed. After all, it wasn't his own medicine; Dr. Li spoke of the state with his mouth, but the medicine he prescribed was at least several thousand dollars. The reason dollars were used as the unit was because much of the medicine came from overseas; even amino acids and other domestically overproduced medicines had several imported varieties in Dr. Li's pharmacy.

When Chen Yi returned to school, it was already the second period of the afternoon. Today there was another famous professor, Sun Juzhi, lecturing on risk management, and many people attended class; not a few upperclass students also came to listen, constantly denouncing the school's unfairness. Before this cohort of students, famous professors had almost no connection with undergraduates, although half of the famous professor's course was completed by teaching assistants... after all, there was still the other half...

The 500-person large classroom was packed full in the morning; many students, in order to get a good seat, had no choice but to sit in this classroom period after period, until the afternoon's risk management class, which made other teachers feel very encouraged.

Chen Yi wore the Intelligence Scroll, listening sentence by sentence. Smart people actually don't need to learn word by word; if you understand part of the content, you can completely skip the understood parts, thus saving time to read more books. Among students who started at the same time, the gap is often widened this way.

Professor Sun Juzhi's lecture was still quite valuable; when the students left, Chen Yi saw Principal Tan Tianhua at the door.

"Chen Yi, come over." The principal came to notify him of the progress of the "Academic Materials and Classroom Course Imaging" project. Of course, he could also listen to Sun Juzhi's class by the way; even with his status, inviting Sun Juzhi to teach undergraduates required a lot of persuasion, and perhaps promising a larger office; if the students' performance was not good, next time it wouldn't be easy to do.

Things in the world are relative; when the Chinese people beat teachers as "stinking old ninth," when the Chinese people erected Kong Lao'er like a second, the teachers' dignity and unrequited contribution actually disappeared. If the masters of the Republic of China era still had the spirit of "teaching and resolving doubts," modern professors had already begun to consider the relationship between giving and reward. They chose excellent master's and PhD students as their successors, thus giving less and getting more. In comparison, professors of the Republic of China era were more like ancient private school teachers, giving students knowledge and thought, letting them inherit their scholarship; modern professors are more like examiners in the imperial examination hall, teaching students principles of being human and ways of cheating, letting them inherit their official positions.

Chen Yi ran to the door in two or three steps. The students basically recognized this campus prominent figure who rarely appeared, and almost all actively made way.

Sun Juzhi also looked him up and down with interest, saying: "You are Chen Yi?"

"Yes." Such truth could no longer add Shenjia now; Chen Yi had ordinary interest in his course, with a faint expression.

Seeing he wasn't excited enough, Sun Juzhi also couldn't be bothered to say more. He had seen many students with extraordinary talent, but those who could reach his level were indeed few.

Principal Tan saw it and secretly laughed twice in his heart, saying: "Chen Yi is not only a student of our school, but also an academic investor of our school; the Academic Materials and Classroom Course Imaging project was invested by him."

"Oh? I know that." Sun Juzhi was not surprised; he had several projects worth millions of RMB on hand.

"That is to introduce you to each other." Principal Tan smiled understandingly and said to Chen Yi: "Professor Tu and the others are ready, but if you want to encompass everything, the expenses will increase several times."

"How much will it increase?" Chen Yi knew Principal Tan would certainly not lower himself to find a student for a project of a few million.

"Just the current courses at Jiangning University would be around thirty million. Besides... if the imaged courses are to be commercialized, copyright fees must also be paid... this quantity is hard to control."

"No problem."

Chen Yi's answer was very straightforward, causing Sun Juzhi to feel dizzy for a moment; thirty million could make a very big project.

He immediately discarded the thought of leaving, and without hesitation said: "Chen Yi, I've read the article you published in the Cornell University journal; it's very good. In that case, your project under Professor Lei should be finished by now? Are you interested in learning more about risk control? A big company, no matter what, cannot be separated from risk control."

Chen Yi smiled and had not yet spoken when he heard someone speaking in the corridor ahead: "You're a second-year student, right? Do you know a Korean exchange student? She should be called Jin Douna, right?"

Simultaneously came a chorus of evaluations like "so handsome, so handsome," and judging by the source of the voices, they were from the female students nearby.

The girl who was asked replied: "It seems I've seen a pretty Korean exchange student before, but we never had classes together."

The girl beside her then asked: "Are you Korean? What's your name?"

"Surname Shi, I'm Chinese."

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