Chapter 12 — After I Resigned, the Whole Academic World Upraised

“Advanced Materials Science and Engineering Research Institute – Tsinghua University.”

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“Director: Hua Tinh.”

I took a deep breath. The feeling in the chest is like being filled with an emotion called "dreams come true". When you step inside. I was once again shaken. All the equipment here are the most modern models that I previously only dared to write in project proposals and then helplessly watched them be crossed out due to lack of funding. The aberration-corrected transmission electron microscope of my dreams. Currently standing quietly in the middle of the central laboratory. Like a steel beast waiting to be awakened. The layout of the whole building also surprised me. Each research area. Each functional room. They are all designed based on the research habits and technical orientation that I accidentally mentioned in scientific articles. They even left three large areas empty for experimental production lines in three different research directions. That means any of my scientific achievements can quickly complete the transition from theory to real product right here. What they gave me. Not just a laboratory. It's a complete research ecosystem. A scientific kingdom where I can wholeheartedly develop my talents without worrying about anything. I reached out and touched the cold metal shell of the device. But a hot fire burned inside. After ten years. I felt like a diver who had held his breath for too long at the bottom of the ocean. Finally got to the surface. Breathe free and fresh air. Professor Tien stood next to him. Eyes full of satisfaction.

“Professor Hua, how are you?”

“Are you satisfied?”

I turned my head to look at him. Then seriously nodded.

“Professor Tien.”

"Thank you."

“From today, I will pour all my heart and soul into this place.”

He laughed heartily.

“We don't need your life.”

“What we need is your wisdom.”

“It's the ideas in your head.”

“Things that can make this world a better place.”

He patted my shoulder.

“I'll take you to see the new office.”

My principal's office is on the top floor. One side of the wall is completely made of ground-level glass. From here you can see as far as the Tay Son range on the horizon. Inside, in addition to standard office equipment, there is also a giant bookshelf. It is filled with the latest international scientific journals and the world's leading academic works. There is also a private room at the back. Inside is fully equipped with an independent bathroom and a spacious, comfortable single bed like in a high-end hotel. The office even has a small, delicately designed bar in the corner of the room, on which is placed a world-class coffee machine and boxes of high-quality imported coffee beans. On the desk. There is a red phone. Professor Tien pointed at it and said:

“This phone can connect directly to the Ministry of Science and Technology.”

“At the same time, it is also possible to communicate with a number of important central strategic advisory groups.”

“After this, any good ideas Any of your suggestions can be communicated directly to the highest level through it.”

My hand trembled slightly. I understand very clearly the meaning of that red phone. It represents authority. But there's more than that. It is a responsibility. It's credibility. It's the trust that the country has in me. I sat down in the large dean's chair behind the desk. Sunlight penetrates through the ground-level glass. Gently cover my body. A person who was once eliminated by the system. An assistant professor was oppressed for ten years. Finally, I have the battlefield that truly belongs to me. Day three. I held the first plenary meeting in the research institute's conference auditorium. Twenty-six members from my old team. Along with fifty new researchers dispatched by Thanh Hoa. First time sitting together in the same room. The boundary between the two sides is extremely clear. My students and associates sit on the left. Even though he was wearing a brand new research uniform. But in his eyes there was still reserve and lack of confidence. Face your peers with the "Thing Hoa" halo on their heads. They are like children from the countryside entering the palace for the first time. Thanh Hoa's team sits on the right. Everyone is much calmer. Back straight. Confident eyes. Just enough smile. But behind those smiles. I still see pride. And even a little bit of doubt was hidden very carefully. They are all the best people. Used to standing with the best people. For a team that "fell from the sky" like us. They certainly all had the same question in their hearts. And her team.