Free Web NovelChapter 1033: Chapter 513: Anti-gravity Flyer_1
Personal wealth increasing is always a happy occasion.
Zhao Yi, too, felt the joy of having money, as he had always dreamed that one day, money would simply represent a number to him.
Now, that had been achieved.
Feeling very relaxed, he took a week off after the senior-level meeting had concluded.
He had been so busy recently that there was always a sense of urgency, as if the work was never-ending. A week wasn’t a long time, but it was still enough for him to feel relaxed both physically and mentally.
A week later, it was time to return.
Zhao Yi had too much research to attend to; he couldn’t afford to take too long a break, or the progress of many studies would be delayed.
It was still an age to strive, to accomplish some cutting-edge research, which had also become a part of life, something he had long been accustomed to.
Upon returning to Yanhua University, Zhao Yi first visited the Medical Science Center. freewebnoveℓ.com
The research on neural signal transmission still needed attention. The study in the field of tactile signal transmission was drawing to a close, but the research wasn’t just theoretical—most medical studies could be applied to produce real-world products, drugs, etc.
No sooner had Zhao Yi entered the Medical Science Center than he heard several researchers discussing funding issues.
"Zhao Yi, you’re finally here, now we have money," Dai Tianqing said, overjoyed.
Zhao Yi was somewhat puzzled, "How do we have money? Are you that poor?"
"No, it’s not that."
Dai Tianqing shook his head, "It’s not about me personally, but our Biomedical Research Institute! I was just about to apply for some funding, as my research has always been underfunded." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
"Oh."
Zhao Yi nodded; he wasn’t particularly concerned.
Dai Tianqing felt a little disgruntled by being ignored and pressed on, "Aren’t you interested in why I said we have money now?"
"Oh..."
Zhao Yi, who was about to turn away, still asked symbolically, "Why?"
"The patent fees!"
Dai Tianqing exclaimed as if he was sharing big news, "The Tianqing Protein patent fees have been settled, and the first installment is fifty million!"
"The institute got fifty million? Oh..." Zhao Yi was not at all surprised; when he had checked his account information, he found an entry of twenty-five million from patent fees.
The Biomedical Research Institute held twice as many shares of the patent as he did, so naturally, it was fifty million.
Excited, Dai Tianqing was talking when he suddenly remembered that Zhao Yi also had a share in the patent profits, and said sulkily, "Right, you have a share too. Twenty-five million, wow..."
He didn’t know what else to say.
Most of the researchers were still eagerly discussing the fifty million in funds received by the institute, ready to roll up their sleeves and get to work, figuring that even a fraction of one percent would be five hundred thousand in funding.
Five hundred thousand in funding would be enough for a medium-sized research project.
Although the Biomedical Research Institute was indeed wealthy, with nearly thirty researchers and more than a hundred people including associate researchers, it was impossible for every lab to be well-funded.
The Dai Tianqing laboratory was one of the standouts, but it paled in comparison to Zhao Yi’s lab, where many associate researchers and several research projects meant funding was always tight.
Zhao Yi, however, felt nothing of the sort; neither he nor his lab had ever worried about funding. He shook his head, "I’m not interested in money, it’s just a number."
He walked away, shaking his head.
Standing in place, Dai Tianqing clenched his teeth hard and muttered resentfully, "Dammit!"
"If you’re not interested, you could give the money to me! I’m interested, super interested, I would even give my virg... cough cough."
"You’d have to pay someone to take it!"
Han Hui added another comment as she passed by, giving Dai Tianqing a contemptuous look.
Dai Tianqing felt like he was about to spit blood in anger, but he still had to swallow it; there was no way he could discuss his own virtue with an older woman.
...
Zhao Yi really didn’t feel anything about the twenty-five million that came in.
This was normal!
His accounts were constantly receiving various funds; the Tianqing Protein patent share was just one of many.
If another zero were added to the end, it might excite him slightly, but otherwise, he felt nothing.
After all, when you have too much money, your sense of the amounts just keeps rising.
Zhao Yi carefully thought about this issue but soon shook his head, "What’s there to think about? Am I the kind of person who cares about money?"
"Money is just a number, and no matter how much there is, it’s meaningless."
"Scientific research is what’s most important."
"I am the kind of person dedicated to devoting my life to the cause of scientific research!"
"Great, that word is used to describe me!"
With this thought, Zhao Yi’s mood suddenly brightened and he became somewhat grander in spirit as he stepped into the laboratory and found everyone busy at work.
He inquired about the recent research, which was mostly wrapping up the tactile signal transmission, continuing with small experiments, testing, writing reports, and so on.
Although the related papers had been published, publication didn’t mean the end, as there was still a lot of finishing work to be done.
Moreover, it was time to start preparing other research directions.
The neural signal transmission project was not limited to the study of touch; they needed to proceed with other research topics on a daily basis.
Touch research was not completely finished; with theoretical support, there was a need to strive to turn theory into practice. Zhao Yi came here aiming to find a practical direction, and he was optimistic about the research of high-tech prosthetics.
