"Where's Senior Brother Zhao?" Zhang nglong looked around. The other PhD senior brother, Zhao Wuhuan, wasn't here.
"Oh, Old Zhao went to pick up so other juniors," the eldest senior brother Zhu ngchao said, "Let's head to our research group first. It's too hot outside, and we've prepared so ice-chilled waterlon for you, frozen with a vacuum cooler. It's absolutely rock solid!"
"Hahaha, it's not poisoned, is it?" Zhang nglong knew that his senior brothers were capable of doing anything with lab equipnt, like using an ultrasonic cleaner to wash crayfish, a vacuum oven to roast at, or a grinder to crush walnuts.
Anyway, besides scientific research and proper work, they could do wonders with lab equipnt.
"Absolutely not!" another senior brother assured him, patting his chest, "Before we froze the waterlon, we removed all the chemicals, and we even washed it inside and out several tis. There's definitely no poison!"
"Uh..." Zhang nglong couldn't help but roll his eyes. Based on his experience, these senior brothers and sisters were not exactly the most reliable, and it would probably be better not to eat anything from the lab.
"Here cos your senior brother Zhao!" Zhu ngchao waved toward soone in the distance.
"Senior Brother!" Zhang nglong also waved his hand and saw five students following behind his senior brother Zhao Wuhuan—two boys and three girls—who were probably his cohort's fellow disciples.
"Let
introduce you," Zhao Wuhuan said, "Zhou Kai, Wu Yue, Lin Yiyi, Yin Xiaoying, Liu Rui."
"Hello Senior Brothers and Sisters!" The five new graduate students quickly greeted.
"I'm Zhou Kai, from Wenchuan."
"I'm Lin Yiyi, from the northeast."
...
"Nice to et you."
"I am Zhang Minglei," Zhang Minglei quickly seized the opportunity to make his presence felt, casually showing off the key to his Panara, "We're all classmates now, and we must take good care of each other in the future. My family deals with the import and export of polyr materials. If you're interested, you might consider our company after graduation. I can decide to offer you a satisfactory salary."
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the five students brightened. Hadn't they co here for postgraduate studies because Professor Han was on the verge of becoming an academician and for his reputation?
And the most direct aning was to help them find a satisfying job after graduation.
The students of an academician, whether it's research institutions or colleges, aren't they all highly sought after?
If a very familiar and close person could help arrange jobs for them, wouldn't that be even better? If they were on their own, even with a postgraduate degree, they might not necessarily find a particularly good job.
"I cannot promise too much, but a yearly salary of 150,000 RMB the first year after graduation is definitely no problem!"
"150,000?" Everyone was sowhat aware of the market.
According to the current salary range, even in first-tier cities, a graduate student with their education level could earn 100,000 RMB a year—above the average. 150,000 RMB was already a very desirable figure.
From Zhang Minglei's words, this seed to be just the minimum. If relations were good, maybe even 200,000 RMB could be on the table!
"Ahaha, Minglei, let's add each other on WeChat. We're all fellow disciples now, we should keep in touch more."
"Which dorm are you in? 414? What a coincidence, we're roommates too!"
Suddenly, the new graduate students began to revolve around Zhang Minglei as their center, even overshadowing the attention given to the senior brothers and sisters.
"If you seniors have this thought, you can also talk to , my family will definitely take good care of you."
"That's not necessary for us. We are doing well studying here, and we plan to continue with scientific research under Professor Han after graduation," the eldest senior brother said with a smile.
Being already 30, Zhu ngchao could see right through those little sches. It was nothing but an attempt to form cliques, to be treated better during his research studies so he could slack off and still graduate.
He wanted to laugh but had to save so face for his junior brother.
A $150,000 annual salary is indeed not low outside, but in their research group, it's crap. As long as everyone seriously conducts scientific research, they can make over a hundred thousand just in basic labor fees per year, plus bonuses from the projects—I an, $200,000 is sothing you can earn with your eyes closed!
And for him, Zhu ngchao, his earnings last year exceeded $400,000, which was more than twice what a typical PhD graduate makes.
"By the way, bro, what's your na?" Zhang Minglei looked at Zhang nglong.
"Zhang nglong, uh, currently settled in Jiangnan City, I guess."
"Zhang nglong? Ha, your na is the sa as that of the richest man in the world!"
"The richest man in the world?" Everyone was startled, but they vaguely rembered that although Zhang nglong was from Jiangzhe, he wasn't from Jiangnan City but from an island city nearby. It must be a case of two people with the sa na.
"He is just..."
"Enough, senior brother, we should hurry to school; don't make Professor Han anxious," Zhang nglong pulled his senior brother who was about to speak for him.
"That's true." Everyone was grown up and knew very well that there was no real need to state certain things out loud. It's not illegal to put on a charade, as long as it doesn't affect their interests.
"Junior brother, you ca to school on this thing?" Zhu ngchao pushed Zhang nglong's electric scooter with a strange expression on his face.
The others thought Zhang nglong just shared the sa na as the richest man in the world, but they were clear that he was the richest man himself, owning a fortune of five trillion US dollars. And here he was, riding an electric scooter to school—didn't that clash a bit too much with his status?
Even if he didn't drive a flamboyant sports car, driving a modest three to five million car for grocery shopping wouldn't be too outrageous, right? Especially since this new junior brother had just looked down on them.
"Heh, senior brother, you shouldn't underestimate this little gadget," Zhang nglong patted his scooter, "this was customized for
by Lamborghini. Despite its size, it's made entirely of carbon fiber, weighing only two-thirds of a normal electric scooter. Its horsepower and top speed are definitely no less than those of a motorcycle!"
"Wow, that must have cost a fortune?" Everyone's expressions changed as they looked at the electric scooter, a Lamborghini electric scooter that was probably unique in the world.
"Didn't cost a thing," Zhang nglong laughed, "the manufacturing cost is only about 1.2 million, but I didn't spend much since that company belongs to my family."
Zhu ngchao's hand shook violently as he wheeled the scooter—just one slip and he'd never be able to afford the damages.
"Junior brother, with sothing this valuable, you'd better push it yourself, haha..."
"Junior brother, why did you co with just a scooter? Where's your luggage?"
"Oh, I'm not planning to stay on campus," Zhang nglong said.
"Aren't you living in the city? Wouldn't it be inconvenient to travel back and forth every day?"
"I bought a house at Lanting Villa just across the school. I'll be living there for a while. It's only a ten-minute ride and very convenient."
Zhang Minglei, standing nearby, suddenly stopped his previously superior grin. As a local from Jiangdong District, he knew that Lanting Villa was a villa area; the prices weren't incredibly high, but it was definitely a upscale residential area with average prices over $70,000 per square ter, and the smallest hos there were over 600 square ters!
If he wasn't bragging, how rich must he be?
Combining the recent behavior of the other senior brothers and sisters, a bold thought suddenly crossed Zhang Minglei's mind.
"Senior sister, what does nglong's family do?" Zhang Minglei quietly asked a senior sister with whom he was on good terms.
"You!" The senior sister rolled her eyes at him, "The world's richest man, do you really think he just shares the na?"
Zhang Minglei felt as though he'd been struck by lightning.
Thinking about the foolish acts he had just committed, he was so embarrassed he could dig a three-bedroom, one-living room apartnt with his toes. Had he actually been showing off in front of the world's richest man?
Was he the clown?
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