Zhao Yi had no sympathy for Li Renzhe, because there was nothing about Li Renzhe to sympathize with.
The guy acted all day like he was so miserable, as if life was incredibly devastating and the pressure unbearably imnse.
But in reality?
Li Renzhe’s family was from a third-tier city’s urban area that had been redeveloped, owning several properties and leading a comfortable life—his financial situation could hardly be poor.
Huang Wenqian’s situation was even better, being a third-generation local of the capital, her family owned two properties, rumored to be near the Third Ring Road.
Could such families be lacking?
Li Renzhe’s job wasn’t too shabby either; he stayed on at the laboratory after graduating as a master’s student, working on research while pursuing a Ph.D., and had already beco a full-ti staff mber with a monthly salary of over ten thousand. With other benefits, his monthly earnings were around twenty thousand.
As for Huang Wenqian’s job, the specifics were unknown, but it was definitely higher than Li Renzhe’s inco.
Together, whether in assets or inco, they were firmly above ninety-nine percent of families in the country. They had touched the pyramid’s apex; there was no significant financial pressure. The so-called pressure was just a state he liked to show off.
That was all there was to it.
Among the trio currently living in the dorm, Fan Lei was living a carefree life, a lone man making his way in the capital, a true drift from north to south, and still unmarried to this day.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yi got a bit angry.
Fan Lei’s salary wasn’t high, but the research institute was doing well, with bonuses several tis higher than his salary. Added to the money he had previously earned, he had already bought a house and a car and had obtained residency in the capital.
Moreover, Fan Lei was quite handso and very outgoing by nature, always popular with young girls.
That’s what infuriated Zhao Yi.
A grown man with everything, unmarried for a long ti, casually dating young girls whenever he was free.
If it were for himself, he would think it was quite suave.
But for soone else—
"So infuriating!"
"Li Renzhe and I are both married with kids, and this guy is still not getting married, acting like a bachelor—what kind of behavior is that?"
"His moral conduct must be an issue!"
"Damn it, if only I could be like that—cough cough. Of course, that’s impossible."
Zhao Yi and Li Renzhe joined in a humanitarian critique of Fan Lei, deciding to go to the lab to check on work and, incidentally, to subject Fan Lei to a face-to-face criticism.
Once they arrived at the lab, Zhao Yi first visited the Traditional Chinese dicine research departnt.
The Traditional Chinese dicine departnt was a newly established section of the lab, currently with only two researchers.
Zhao Linlin was an associate researcher.
When Zhao Yi walked in and saw Zhao Linlin busy organizing data on a computer, his approach was t with the utmost diligence as he inquired, "What are you working on?"
It wasn’t until Zhao Linlin turned her head and saw Zhao Yi that she hurriedly stood up and said, "Academician Zhao, you’re here."
"Why call Academician Zhao?" Zhao Yi felt sowhat uncomfortable.
"In the lab, calling you by na doesn’t seem right; you are, after all, a superior," Zhao Linlin explained.
"Fine." Zhao Yi thought there was so sense to it.
In the lab now, only Zhang Wei, Ai Lixin, and a few others would call him by his na since they were all researchers and theoretically peers of Zhao Yi. Among others, only Fan Lei called him by his na; the rest uniformly addressed him as ’Academician Zhao.’
Zhao Linlin went on, "I’m compiling data from the herbal dicine experints. Director Kong and I are working together to refine the system of Chinese dicinal materials. The first step is to create a database. We’ve already reached an agreent with the hospital’s affiliate laboratory for data sharing and collaborative efforts."
"Hmm." Zhao Yi nodded after listening, "Have you decided on any projects yet?"
"Not at the mont."
Zhao Linlin fetched a cup of water and handed it over, "Director Kong says that our Chinese dicine departnt mainly exists to support the main laboratory’s research; for now, we’re focusing on the basics, considering projects once we have enough data."
"Steady and thorough, makes sense," Zhao Yi comnted after sipping water, then asked with concern, "Are you getting used to the work? Spend more ti with Xiaoqing when you have a chance."
Zhao Linlin smiled, "I haven’t congratulated you yet, you’re soon to be a dad."
"Thank you."
After a few more exchanges,
Zhao Yi then went to the main laboratory. In the corridor, he saw Fan Lei carrying a stack of books with Yan Yi walking beside him. As Zhao Yi drew near, he saw Fan Lei placing the books on a table, while instructing, "Let know if there is anything; don’t do these physical tasks, leave them to ."
—?
Zhao Yi listened, sowhat baffled, feeling sothing was off.
Later, the door closed.
Zhao Yi didn’t disturb them, instead heading to the main laboratory, filled with curiosity, to check on the recent projects.
The laboratory had been following up on the ’cancer cell detection protein’ research.
This was the main project.
This collaborative research project with the pharmaceutical industry could bring substantial funding benefits and was highly beneficial for subsequent drug developnt. The lab was also in charge of certain aspects, such as the extraction of synthetic protein genes.
Several researchers were constantly busy. The technology developnt for synthetic protein was vitally important since extracting detection proteins from bats was relatively costly. The cost of dication for a complete treatnt cycle was at least twenty thousand yuan. The most crucial aspect of a public-friendly immunotherapy thod was to reduce costs, allowing more people access, ideally manufacturing a drug that could be included in the dostic health insurance system.
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