After hanging up, Fan Tian Lei wiped the sweat from his forehead. You wanted a laboratory too? Why not just ask me to get you a production line while I was at it? Were you planning to build tanks next? And after the tanks, planes?
Why didn't you just fly into the sky while you were at it?
To prevent that kid from calling back, Fan Tian Lei decided to strike first and picked up the phone to call the brigade commander.
Jiang Yan Hai did not call again. He knew Fan Tian Lei too well. Even if he called, the man probably would not answer. But not answering was fine. Did Fan Tian Lei think that by refusing the call and pretending he had not heard anything, this matter would simply go away?
(ˉ▽￣~) Tch~~!
There were actually quite a few tasks left to handle, but what Jiang Yan Hai had not expected was that the most important matter concerned his engineering plastic formula.
"Regarding this formula, we hope to obtain your authorization and understanding." The person speaking was no longer Engineer Xiang Zuo.
Instead, it was a big shot from the Chinese Academy of Sciences—a genuine big shot. He had probably learned that Jiang Yan Hai had once been Old Man Ren's student, which was why he had come personally.
"That's no problem. I can sign it," Jiang Yan Hai said readily.
What he was signing was an authorization document, because the relevant formulas and everything else related to this engineering plastic belonged to Jiang Yan Hai personally, including the ownership rights to the material formulas.
If Jiang Yan Hai had been a member of a national laboratory, then any research he developed would naturally belong to the state, and he himself would receive a sizable bonus.
But