Xie Kefu sent over a document.
It was actually a job application resume. The applicant was a bespectacled old man named Valery, a Second Hairy Country Academy of Engineering Academician.
Xie Kefu: "Valery is a distant relative of mine. He wants to work at Chenghuang and doesn't require any particular position. A basic research and development position with an annual salary of four or five hundred thousand would do. See if you can arrange something if there's an opening. If there isn't, never mind."
Song He scratched his head.
Last century, Second Hairy Country scientists had been highly valuable. After all, the superpower to the north had just collapsed, and its industrial foundation was still extremely solid, especially in heavy industry. They were also cheap and effective, so poaching Second Hairy Country scientists had become common domestically. Almost every somewhat famous Second Hairy Country scientist had been recruited away.
But these days, the value of Second Hairy Country scientists had plummeted. Second Hairy Country was simply too poor. Its entire national research budget was not even as large as that of a single Lan University. Each year, the impact factor of all of Second Hairy Country was about the same as Lan University's. Without money, it was difficult to produce high-quality research, and naturally, it was also difficult to produce top talent.
However, Song He took a careful look at the resume. Valery did have some accomplishments. He had published several papers in major sub-journals in the field of chemistry. In any case, he was a Second Hairy Country academician. Domestically, he was at least on the level of a professor at a 211 university.
"Chenghuang's research and development positions are still short-staffed. Valery's resume is perfectly fine. He's an academician, after all. You don't need to pull any strings