"But the problem is that some data inquiries may require authorization from the parties involved, because privacy will be involved."

"Then let them authorize it - that can also be used as a screening tool."

"Although it sounds a bit mean, this is the sand in the porridge. People who are truly in need will not care about this little bit of so-called 'self-esteem'"

Nanjing, in an old and small residential building.

He Wucheng squatted silently in the corridor, with cigarette butts on the ground under his feet.

He had just finished a fight with his wife, but he was not kicked out of the house, but staying in that small and cramped room did make him a little broken, so he simply slammed the door and walked out when the argument reached its peak, trying to get through this.

A way to calm down both yourself and your wife.

However, this thin iron door can block the line of sight, but it cannot block the sound of the wife's sobs inside.

Listening to his ears, He Wucheng felt more and more confused.

It can be said that this quarrel is not much different from any other. It is just because of some trivial things, coupled with the pressure of life, the problem that could have been easily solved has escalated to the point where a big quarrel is necessary.

degree.

Why does this happen?

Why does his wife become less and less understanding of him, and why does he become more and more prone to losing control of his emotions?

My previous self was not like this.

At that time, I was still the pride of heaven in the eyes of everyone.

After graduating from Nanjing Agricultural University, he entered the Nanjing Academy of Agricultural Sciences and became a key member.

Both in terms of income and development prospects, everything is bright.

However, his development was not as smooth as everyone thought.

Because the research direction I chose was too unpopular, I failed to achieve any breakthrough results for a full 10 years.

I can't apply for funding, I can't get promoted, and my salary is even lower than that of a newcomer who just entered the institute.

Both my boss and my wife at home have advised me countless times to give up the project at hand and choose a more popular topic.

According to their view, the research on Phytophthora that He Wucheng is doing is simply tasteless. In this country where rice and wheat are the staple food, what's the point of studying potato diseases?

But He Wucheng knew very well that someone had to do this part.

What if?

What if one day, our food security really faces a major challenge, so that we must turn our attention to potatoes, which everyone despises?

By that time, will it be too late to do further research?

A large-scale Phytophthora infection can destroy crops on the entire land. If it really comes to the most extreme situation, will we just watch the life-saving opportunity pass before our eyes?

Therefore, He Wucheng never gave up.

He knew very well that he was indeed stubborn and paranoid.

But he never believed that this kind of paranoia was meaningless.

That is, for the "meaning" in his heart, he persisted for ten years.

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But now, he really can't hold on any longer.

The financial pressure is increasing, the family life is in a state of decline, and even my own physical condition has begun to deteriorate.

Almost every night, he asked himself the same question:

If you give yourself another chance, will you make the same choice?

Before yesterday, there had never been an answer to this question.

However, when the headhunter's call came to his mobile phone, and when he refused the generous offer offered by an international grain merchant without hesitation, he suddenly had the answer.

Yes, I have never regretted it.

It's just because I lived too hard that I had the illusion of "regret".

Perhaps the only thing I feel sorry for is my family.

Thinking of this, He Wucheng sighed.

He stood up, took out the key, opened the door, and looked at his wife who was sitting on the sofa and sobbing silently.

He Wucheng felt a twinge of pain in his heart. He walked forward silently, half-crouched in front of his wife, and said:

"Don't be angry, I spoke too harshly."

"I will find a way to pay for my children's school choice."

"If you want to buy a dryer, just buy it. The weather is really too humid."

"Don't worry, I will find a way to deal with the money problem. At worst, I will find a way to do some private work."

"But you really can't blame me. You can't blame me for not getting $100,000 from Americans."

"I do research on food diseases. Although it is not popular, it is also very important."

"If I really join them, the technology in my hands will one day be used against us."

"I can't let this happen. This is my bottom line."

After hearing his words, his wife raised her head, her eyes filled with water.

She opened her mouth several times, but when the words reached her lips, she swallowed them all.

After a long time, she finally said:

"He Wucheng, you are thinking about them, but have they thought about you?"

"You always say how important your subject is and how important your technology is, but I know that they never think you are so important."

"I don't mean to blame you, I know you have your ambitions."

"But you should also think about yourself. Sometimes people need to be a little selfish."

"You don't have to immigrate, you don't have to provide them with skills, but you just work as a consultant, doesn't that work?"

He Wucheng was silent, of course he knew who his wife was referring to by "them".

And he had no way to refute what his wife said.

Yes, I have indeed never been taken seriously.

Maybe, it's time to make some changes.

Maybe, I really should accept their conditions.

Because that way, you can at least let your family get through this embarrassing time.

He Wu grew up and sighed. He took out his cell phone and looked at the number he had seen many times but had never dialed.

Make this call and everything will be different.

His hand had already stayed on the dial button, but suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a small envelope icon on the phone screen.

That's the hallmark of text messages.

He subconsciously opened the text message interface, and what appeared in front of him were two text messages.

The first one is a bank card transfer notice sent by Yinxintong, with the amount of 120,000 yuan arriving.

And the second article

"Hello, Comrade He Wucheng. You have passed the 'Take Root' special subsidy review. Thank you for your long-term research in the field of Phytophthora and fungal genetics. I wish you to achieve more and better results as soon as possible. This subsidy is one-time based on the number of years.

Disbursement, subsequent subsidies will be distributed on a monthly basis, please refer to the relevant documents for details."

He Wucheng stared at the text message with his mouth open. He suddenly remembered that a few days ago, he seemed to have indeed submitted certain review documents as required.

But he never thought that he would actually get this allowance.

Because he has been running with him too many times

He read these two text messages repeatedly, fearing that his joy would be in vain.

It wasn't until he called the bank and checked the changes in his balance that he finally felt relieved.

The wife on the side looked at his actions with confusion. It wasn't until He Wucheng put down the phone that she asked:

"What's wrong? What happened?"

He Wucheng had a smile on his face. He looked directly into his wife's eyes and said:

"fine."

"I don't have to get money from Americans anymore. Our own people have given me money."

"Look, it's not that they don't take me seriously. It's just that maybe the time hasn't come yet."

"Some people remember me - I kid you not, they really do."

May 30th is National Science and Technology Workers Day. I received a text message to pay tribute to science and technology workers~
Chapter completed!