"First, wages!" Song He said. "More accurately, research assistant pay, or perhaps a Master's Subsidy. It doesn't matter—the name isn't important."
"I'm not sure how capable everyone is at research. At the start, I can only offer a little less: fifteen thousand a month!"
"If everyone works diligently and follows proper procedures, it can go up to more than twenty thousand next month!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the master's students were dumbfounded!
How much?!
Fifteen thousand this month? Twenty thousand next month?
This time, there wasn't even a sound of people sucking in a cold breath. They were all completely stunned. Just minutes ago, they had been discussing the possibility of monthly salaries of three to five thousand. The moment their supervisor opened his mouth, he had gone straight to fifteen thousand—half again as much as at Tsinghua and Peking University!
"Second, scholarships!" Song He said. "The scholarship I'm talking about isn't a university scholarship or a National Scholarship. It's a scholarship established by our own Brain Science Institute. The dean and I are the main sponsors."
"Since everyone has just enrolled, you'll receive your first scholarship to help you get settled. Based on your résumés, I've set the standard for each person's initial scholarship. The lowest is two hundred thousand, and the highest is three hundred thousand."
"When will it be issued? Right now!"
With that, Song He took out his phone and tapped it lightly.
Text-message alerts rang out one after another throughout the classroom. The master's students pulled out their phones to look, and a chorus of exclamations followed. Each phone clearly displayed an incoming-payment notification, the amounts dizzying to behold.
Was this the legendary sudden fortune?
Two or three hundred thousand, given to them upon enrollment?
The master's students' entire worldview was shaken.