Volume 4: The World of Great Conflict Chapter 0500: Nan Jishiyu, Looking to the Future
"A few words."
"Okay, okay, hurry up and tell me."
Chen Feng walked back to the sofa and sat down again.
"Do you know any great chemists?"
"Chemistry?" Chen Feng asked in surprise: "Why are you asking this? Do you want to do chemical research?"
"No, you know my dad is a chemist. My eldest brother has a daughter. My dad said she has a talent for chemistry. So I plan to find her a chemistry expert to be her godfather or teacher, so that she can study hard and try to publish a hundred Sci papers before graduating from university."
"You're kidding me, how old is your niece?"
"Six and a half."
"At the age of six and a half, I thought she was a child prodigy. She could publish papers at the age of seven and graduated from college at the age of twenty-three, a total of sixteen years, which means she published 6.25 papers every year. Lao Nan, you don't know how to write a paper, do you?
For us who study economics, we have to look up information and conduct investigations to write a paper. It is difficult to produce two or three papers in a year. Chemistry requires time to do experiments, and we have to wait for the results of the experiments before we can sort out the data. It is good enough if an experiment can produce results in three or four months.
Even if you work all year round, publishing four papers a year is incredible. Even if Marie Curie were alive, she might not be able to publish so many papers a year. You still want to publish six? What the hell are you thinking? "
Nan Yi glanced at Chen Feng with disdain and said, "What kind of experiment is this? As long as I add my niece's name to the list of first author or corresponding author, a paper will be published, right?
Why should I ask you to introduce a great author to me? I just want to give other authors some benefits with my left hand and use my authority with my right hand to stop them from getting upset. "
"Lao Nan, what's the point of doing these empty things? If your niece is capable, you can give her a hand and she will be able to stand up. If she is incompetent, she won't be able to handle these empty things you do. Don't you need real skills to do research? If you don't have the ability, you will be exposed sooner or later."
"Is it fake? If it's fake, then it's real. Haven't you heard this? Although the results are fake, they can be a stepping stone. Comrade , if you want to achieve results, you need a platform. If you don't even have a test tube, no matter how great your ability is, you won't be able to achieve results, right?
Besides, although the results are fake, my niece will have confidence with them. Once people have confidence, they will be successful and invincible in everything they do.
Zhang Ailing once said, "Become famous as early as possible."
You know Lawrence Bragg, the great scientist who won the Nobel Prize in Physics at the age of 25. Although he later proved that he was indeed a great scientist, he won the prize at such a young age and won it together with his father. It is still questionable whether his father gave up his achievements in order for him to win the prize.
Isn't he a good example? Let me praise him first, so that my niece can have confidence. Not to mention winning the Nobel Prize in Chemistry at the age of 25, even winning it at the age of 45 will be fine. It will be very prestigious to say that she is the uncle of a Nobel Prize winner."
It seems that Nan Yi is talking about Nan Ruochan, but actually he is not talking about Nan Ruochan. Instead, he is looking ahead to the future thirty years, and he wants to prepare for the baby in Liu Zhen's belly.
From Nan Yi's perspective, in the medium and long term, the road for domestic high-tech enterprises is full of thorns, and it will be very difficult to develop; but in the long term, only high-tech enterprises can have a bright future and can always have the word "Nan" in their name.
Thirty years later, the Nan family cashed out those non-high-tech industries in the mainland that needed to be cashed out, or contracted those that needed to be contracted, eliminating hundreds of companies and focusing only on high-tech.
We must hold high the big "chess" of high science and technology and develop high-tech industries, such as artificial intelligence selling cabbage, big data killing the familiar, cloud cemeteries or ashes turning into carbon fertilizer, food regeneration technology, commonly known as "turning shit into grain". These are the areas that Nan will focus on in the mainland in the future.
Therefore, Nanyi needs to cultivate several high-profile scientific and technological talents who are outstanding from an early age.
Being high-profile has its advantages. It can adjust the stock price. When the stock price needs to be high, the talent is the real thing. When the stock price needs to be low, you can expose a parallel import for fun.
"I don't care about face. I won't listen to your nonsense anymore. I'm really leaving. I can't help you with this matter at all. I can't reach the academic circle."
"Okay, let's go."
Nan Yi didn't have much hope that Chen Feng could introduce someone to him. The academic circle is a relatively closed circle. They have their own way of playing, and it is not easy for outsiders to get involved.
"We still need money to pave the way and make a path out of the sponsoring laboratory." Nan Yi muttered.
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"I pray for a love without pain, but I can't stop my tears. I pray to forget you who have left, but I sing the songs you taught me. I don't blame you, I know in my heart, I know..."
With nothing to do, after Chen Feng left, Nan Yi strolled into the depths of Baihua. There were people in the yard today, and when Nan Yi arrived, a little fat boy was singing in the yard.
Nan Yi glanced at the people in the yard. Except for Wang Lu, the others were people he had never seen here before. Most of them were dressed in the current rock style. There were two people Nan Yi could name, one was Zang Tian and the other was Lao Cui.
There are two others who are from the film industry, whom Nan Yi also knows. One is Chen Huaige, the man behind the steamed bun murder, and the other is Ge Liuyi, who is known to 600 million people across the country.
Nan Yi walked over to Wang Qi and whispered in his ear, "You're making more and more noise now. You even brought rock music in."
"It's not me who leads the way. It's people who lead the way. I don't know why, but this place is getting more and more lively."
Wang Lu was very pleased with himself for making this place so lively and lively that it had become a scenic spot in the capital.
"Play is fun, but don't play it too weird."
"Don't worry, we're just organizing some tea parties, drinking parties, and talk sessions here. There's nothing dirty about it. Nan Batian, when did you come back?" Wang Lu took a new cup and poured a cup of tea for Nan Yi.
Nan Yi pushed the teacup aside and had no intention of taking it. From what he saw the rock just now, he was unlikely to come here often in the future. Rock was almost equal to trouble, and he would be embarrassed to tell others that he was a rocker unless he went to the police station a few times.
Although this is too absolute, there are good and bad people in every industry, but Nan Yi does not need to jump into the mud to look for the "pure" in the mud.
"I've been back for a few days. I came here the day before yesterday and locked the door."
"Let's get together tonight?"
"Okay, call everyone you know."
Nan Yi’s subtext is that you shouldn’t bring people you are not familiar with.
"Okay, just call Ye Wei and the others. I'm telling you, my restaurant is closed."
"Normal." Nan Yi nodded and said, "You are not cut out for business. What is Ye busy with?"
"After you got him that batch of clothes last time, he went in and just dumped the clothes. He didn't care about the restaurant anymore. Isn't it going to be able to survive now?"
"I wouldn't care even if it was me."
"But I have no income. Look, now I can only draw this."
Wang Li took out his white shell Beifen brand and showed it to him.
"If you can still smoke, it means you're not starving to death. When the day comes when you can't eat, come to my place and you can have dinner with Da Huang."
"Dahuang is a dog, right?" Wang Li asked tentatively.
"Hamster."
"Nan Batian, how can you trample on others like this? I dare say that my buddy can't even get dog food?"
"I'll go buy you a chain later. You can hang it around your neck and squat in my yard. When you see a stranger, you should show your teeth. If you work hard, not only will you have three meals a day, but you will also have a midnight snack. Is that okay?"
"You should keep this lucrative job for yourself. My buddy is still good at writing, so it's not difficult to make some money."
In fact, Wang Lu had just published a novella called "Stewardess". The royalties at that time were not low. This novel could bring him at least a few hundred yuan in royalties. If he didn't make up stories, he would not be short of money.
But it is impossible not to make it blindly. I don’t know if a few hundred yuan is enough for him to make it in a month.
Although prices have been rising, a family of four in Beijing can live a comfortable life if they have a monthly income of 80 yuan and don't have a spendthrift son who likes to go to the hospital for extravagant consumption.
"Nan Batian, let me introduce you. This is Chen Huaige, who is currently filming a movie called Land. This is Ge Liuyi. They both come from film families."
"Hello, I'm Nan Yi."
Nan Yi, Chen Huaige and Ge Liuyi all nodded. They were sitting quite far apart, so it was not easy to shake hands.
After Wang Qi finished greeting them, he passed out cigarettes to the other two, then lit up his own cigarette immediately, "Nan Batian, I just heard Huai Ge say that the film industry is about to be reformed."
"Reform? How?"
When Nan Yi spoke, his eyes looked at Chen Huaige.
Nan Yi really didn't know much about the news related to the mainland's film industry. He had never paid attention to it. When he saw content related to movies in the newspaper, he would just look at the photos of the actresses and glance at the title before skipping over it.
Seeing Nan Yi's eyes, Chen Huaige knew that he wanted to wait for his answer, so he said: "The economic system reform requires the film studio to transform from a public institution to an enterprise unit, start independent accounting, and be responsible for its own profits and losses. In the future, it will not have to pay money to the higher-ups."
"When did it happen?"
If it had been officially announced, Nan Yi felt that he should know about it, and the report of Wenchangwei should reflect this content. Wenchangwei Garment Factory had such deep connections with various film studios that it was impossible for them not to have heard about something that had been confirmed.
"It hasn't been officially implemented yet. I heard it from the factory manager."
"oh."
This is not surprising. Before the system is implemented, the directors of film studios will definitely be called to Beijing for a briefing.
However, the transformation of the film studio into a business does not seem to have much to do with Nan Yi. At most, Han Guoren will complain soon, and there will definitely be a director of a film studio who will ask him to borrow money.
Being self-financing means that there is no funding, and the funds for filming have to be raised by oneself. The first place to go is of course the bank. But if one or two films fail and the loan cannot be repaid, the bank will not be easy to talk to. Then the film directors can only find solutions through other channels.
The first person that comes to mind, of course, is the wealthy man Han Guoren who often appears in film studios.
"Nan Batian, have you ever thought about following Xiang Xun's example and setting up a film company in Beijing?"
"What the hell are you thinking? Making a movie costs hundreds of thousands of dollars. Put a straw sign on my head and take me to Zhengyang Gate to sell it. See if anyone is willing to pay hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy me."
"How can you be without money? Didn't Dream of the Red Chamber cost a fortune ?"
"Nonsense, that's the village's public money, not my personal piggy bank. Besides, even if I have money, do you think I can start a film company by myself?"
“It shouldn’t be able to open.”
Wang Lu didn't reply, but Chen Huaige took over.
"The film studios have become enterprises and movies seem to have become a business, but movies in our country also have other important missions that cannot be touched by individuals." Chen Huaige said after thinking for a while.
Nan Yi saw the whole thing clearly. It was not impossible to open a private film company at this time, but he had to find some connections and take the risk of being the first to fail.
Not to mention that Nan Yi doesn't like the limelight, just from a profit perspective, there is no need to take this risk. It is impossible to make money by opening a film company in the mainland.
Not to mention that I haven't heard that the box office sharing system is going to be implemented. Even if it is started, the cinema will get whatever box office it says it will get. So, are you still waiting there to get some people?
Even if they catch the perpetrators in the act and have evidence, the cinema will deny it and the producers can only watch helplessly. No matter what black and white tactics they use, it will be useless.
A cinema can fill up the 3 a.m. show and leave it empty during prime time. If the producers dare to complain, the cinema can even counterattack by accusing them of making a bad movie and hindering their ability to make money.
"Wang the rogue, did you hear that? Don't worry about things you shouldn't worry about."
"Tsk, I want you to pay me, and I'll write the script, and we can make a movie for fun, it's just a dog biting a piss bubble."
"It's not easy to write a script. Let Lao Chen introduce you to the Beijing Film Studio." After Nan Yi and Wang Lu finished talking, he turned to look at Chen Huaige and said, "Lao Chen, you are from the Beijing Film Studio, right?"
"I used to be, but not now. I was transferred to Guiyang Film Studio a few months ago."
"Just to take pictures of your what land?"
"Yellow earth."
Nan Yi had heard of this film, and it seemed to have something to do with Zhang Yimou.
"Old Chen, you must be a great talent. Did the director of Guilin Film Studio recruit you?"
"It was really Director Wei from Guilin Film Studio who recruited me and increased my salary fourfold. At first I thought he was attracted by my talent, my resources and my artistic attitude, but later I found out that it was Zhang Yimou, my classmate at Beijing Film Studio, who recommended me to Director Wei." Chen Huaige said with a complicated expression.
"The photography of One and Eight?"
" Have you heard of it?"
"I saw it in the cinema. The picture was pretty good, so I paid attention to the subtitles."
"Yes, that's him. He was assigned to Guiyang Film Studio after graduation."
"Oh, have you finished filming "Yellow Earth"? When can we see it in the cinema?" Nan Yi could see that Chen Huaige didn't want to talk more about Zhang Yimou, so he changed the subject.
"We haven't finished filming yet. We shot most of it and ran out of money. Guilin Film Studio is a small studio and doesn't have a big budget."
Chen Huaige said this, looking at Nan Yi eagerly.
Looking at Chen Huaige's eager eyes, Nan Yi glanced at Wang Lu again, with a hint of cunning in the corners of his eyes.
Nan Yi understood instantly that even if he didn't come today, as long as Wang Lu knew that he had returned to the capital, he would do everything possible to call him over. This grandson must have used him as material to brag about himself again and was waiting to use him as a favor.
"At 7pm, Mingzhu Banquet in Yangfang Hutong, Houhai. Lao Chen, Lao Ge, you two and Wang Liumang go together. I have something else to do later. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it at the dinner table."
"Nan Batian, open-minded." Wang Lu said with a smile.
"You keep causing trouble for me every day. Next time, you should handle the problem yourself instead of using me as a scapegoat."
Wang Lu didn't take Nan Yi's words with a hint of blame seriously.
After sitting for a while, Nan Yi left without getting to know those rock musicians.
"Our courtyard" seemed to have become a gathering place open for business. Just now, the people in the courtyard were divided into several groups, each chatting about their own things, and were not really centered around Wang Li.
In their minds, "our courtyard" is probably just a "place where everyone can play together". Not everyone comes for Wang Lu and buys his account.
As for Nan Yi’s account, there are even fewer people buying it.
Nan Yi didn't expect or hope that everyone who came here would buy into his account. He would only selectively get to know a few people.
If you really want to know them all, you can just change the phone number of the old house to "Police Station Rescue Hotline". Today you call the police station to rescue someone, and tomorrow you call again...
Nan Yi wanted to play the role of Timely Rain, but he never thought of becoming Song Jiang. There was a group of hooligans around him calling him "Brother Nan Yi". Is he mentally ill?
