kvmb Chapter 345 Visiting Huaqing Campus
Chapter 345 Visiting Huaqing Campus
The clouds are bright and the sky is clear and the air is fresh.
In front of the gate of Huaqing University, where a banner reading "Welcome the Hong Kong and Macao delegation to visit our university" was hung, the vice president stood with professors, experts, workers, peasants and soldiers students, and receptionists behind him, smiling and ready to welcome the guests.
After a while, several black Red Flag cars drove up and parked in a row in front of the school gate.
Fu Ziyan got out of the car behind her father. Just as she had guessed when she met Gao Linghua yesterday, she saw Gao Linghua in the reception group behind the school leaders.
Meeting Fu Ziyan's gaze, Gao Linghua smiled like a crescent moon. Fu Ziyan responded with a smile in her eyes, but did not make any further movements.
"Everyone is welcome to visit our school. Please come in."
It was inconvenient to stand in front of the school gate, so the school leaders simply exchanged a few polite words and then led the visiting group into the back hall of the main building of Huaqing University.
After entering the lecture hall, everyone accepted the tea offered by the receptionist. Then the Vice President stood up and began to speak:
Fellow Hong Kong and Macao compatriots: Today, the bauhinia and ginkgo leaves of Huaqing Garden are bathed in the autumn breeze, just as we are welcoming the spring of science. As you cross Luohu Bridge, you bring not only nostalgia for your hometown, but also what Marx called "the most revolutionary force"—advanced productive forces. Currently, our university is following the leadership's instructions to build a world-class university and making breakthroughs in three areas: welding, computers, and hydropower.
"But under the imperialist blockade, our Czech welders are still using Ming Dynasty wrought iron methods to repair parts, our..."
“I hope you will use capital as the spark to ignite the furnace of technological revolution.”
In the visiting group of Huaqing campus, except for the young man Fu Ziyan who had never personally participated in the "risky smuggling", the others, including her father Fu Qiyuan, and the uncles and aunts who attended as representatives of the General Chinese Chamber of Commerce, all had more or less a patriotic past.
Listening to the vice president's heartfelt opening remarks, which touched upon the hardships of national scientific research, they couldn't help but recall the past and were moved.
After the vice-president finished his opening remarks, someone immediately asked, "What's going on with the welding machine parts?"
Fu Ziyan noticed that no matter how deep-minded these old foxes in the business world were, when they heard about the "difficulties of the motherland", their hearts couldn't help but feel sour and swollen.
Even the young and inexperienced Fu Ziyan knew that this was the school leader complaining, so how could the old foxes not hear it? But they still followed the school leader's instructions and asked.
At that moment, the phrase "one heart, one mind" suddenly emerged in Fu Ziyan's mind. It turned out that behind this "sense of division" was the patriotism shared by her compatriots.
She subconsciously looked at her father, and Fu Qiyuan turned his head and gave her a gentle look.
Hearing the visiting group's question, the welding expert explained, "Last year, a hydraulic valve on our school's old Czech equipment broke. Since the parts are embargoed in Europe, we had no choice but to forge a replacement by hand. Alas, if the replacement is off by even two millimeters, it has to be scrapped. It's a real challenge!"
Just as Fu Ziyan was lamenting the difficulties of scientific research in her motherland and wondering what connections she had to help mainland China's scientific research, her father, who had just been looking at her with a gentle and soothing gaze, suddenly spoke up: "Siemens' new plasma welder will be shipped to Guangzhou next month under the name of 'fishing boat parts.'"
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Everyone present was surprised for a moment. No one expected Mr. Fu to be so direct.
Perhaps it was Fu Qiyuan's direct behavior that affected others, or perhaps it was because the Huaqing reception group was too good at complaining in a tactful way, but after the symposium, other uncles and aunts in the visiting group donated generously.
Fu Ziyan watched the big guys speak out one by one and made generous gestures, and felt that she should do something as well.
But with the example of her father and uncles, the wealthy Fu Ziyan changed her mind and decided to be more direct and donate money directly to encourage the scientific research team.
Anyway, most things in this world can be bought with money, and the speed of generating inspiration can also be stimulated by money.
However, considering the current "egalitarianism", Fu Ziyan asked frankly: "If I donate scholarships, can I give them to technical backbones as subsidies?"
The emphasis is on "individual" rather than "collective".
Fu Ziyan really doesn't like the big pot meals and the like.
The school leaders responded: "Our collective efforts are like the motors in a hydroelectric power station. No matter how powerful a single coil is, it is no match for a networked whole."
"I see." Fu Ziyan nodded and smiled, but the rest of her sentence was not subtle. "But Huaqing professors have to use their brains all the time, and the mental energy consumption is so huge, yet they only get a monthly salary of fifty-eight. The salary gap is so huge compared to other prestigious universities. How can they retain such talent?"
As far as she knew, there was a ban within Huaqing at that time that "teachers' income should not exceed 1.5 times that of workers."
The Vice Principal spoke up, "Miss Fu is so kind, we can't let her down. Let's hold an internal meeting to discuss the issue of distributing the scholarship to individual technical backbones as subsidies. We'll let Miss Fu know if we have any results."
Fu Ziyan understood the situation of this kind of internal discussion. After all, this was a special period, and it was impossible for the school to decisively approve her proposal. However, she decided not to provide the scholarship until the school gave her a response.
Everyone has it, so in her mind it’s no different from not having it.
I should wait a few more months. The school will eventually give in. After all, it's not a bad thing.
After the serious yet sentimental symposium, it was time to visit the campus.
Fu Ziyan separated from her father who had to have a private conversation with someone, and visited the Huaqing campus under the guidance of the host Gao Linghua.
In this life, this is Fu Ziyan's first time visiting the Huaqing campus.
The lotus pond in Jinchun Garden is very beautiful.
The remaining lotus leaves have withered, the trees are surrounded by weeping willows, and the autumn wind is blowing gently.
But the beauty here can't compare to the Suzhou-style garden Fu Ziyan meticulously crafted and built for her father a few years ago, let alone the real Suzhou gardens. More of the beauty comes from Zhu Ziqing's "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond," a kind of humanistic beauty born from the contrast between prose and real scenery.
Walking down along the pond, there is a pavilion.
Gao Linghua introduced with a smile, "This pavilion was originally called Yidong Pavilion. Last month, to commemorate the 30th anniversary of Mr. Zhu Ziqing's death, it was renamed 'Ziqing Pavilion.' Speaking of which, Sister Fu's name and Mr. Ziqing's are a bit similar."
"Our generation is named "Zi", it's just a coincidence."
"Hmm, I noticed there's a 'Zi' in Brother Ziheng's name too. What a coincidence." Gao Linghua, who had been raised under the care of her parents, was still chattering away like she did back then. "But when Uncle Li named them Ziheng and Zitao, he probably meant they yearned for a peaceful and tranquil rural life. It makes sense when you think about it, after all, that was when the war was raging."
Fu Ziyan's lips curled up.
In fact, Li Ziheng and Li Zitao are from their family.
Shuimu Tsinghua, I-shaped Hall, Library, Great Auditorium, Second School Gate, Guyue Hall... As a century-old prestigious university, Huaqing has a rich cultural heritage from royal gardens to academic institutions, and the attractions worth visiting are definitely not inferior to those historical scenic spots.
Although Gao Linghua is lively and loves to laugh, she is also really good at talking. As a host, she took Fu Ziyan to visit every interesting place and could tell the stories of the origins of the buildings at will.
After walking around, when Fu Ziyan came to the teaching area again, the bell for the end of get out of class rang. Students walked out in twos and threes, carrying books or bags. Some were in a hurry to squeeze out time to study, while others turned their heads from time to time to look in Fu Ziyan's direction and whispered a few words.
"A delegation from Hong Kong and Macau is coming to the capital these past two days, and they'll also be visiting Huaqing. Do you think this is a young lady from Hong Kong and Macau?"
"I think it's possible. She's really pretty."
"It doesn't matter whether it looks good or not. It would be great if you could donate more equipment to us. I don't dare to start experiments easily for fear of wasting them."
Fu Ziyan met everyone's gazes and smiled gracefully, which made the shy ones blush.
Gao Linghua blinked and tilted her head to look at Fu Ziyan. "Sister Fu, you're so different from the rest of us. You really stand out on campus. Ah, I'm not talking about age. There are even older guys and girls in our class who are already married at the age of 30. I'm talking about your aura. You look like an overseas lady at first glance. Very attractive."
Fu Ziyan smiled: "Thank you, I'll take it as a compliment."
After walking around the circle, Fu Ziyan returned to the communication hall where she had been before. She didn't sit there for long before her father came back surrounded by school leaders. These school leaders all had relaxed smiles on their faces. Knowing that Fu Qiyuan was leaving, they personally sent them out of the campus.
Fu Ziyan had some guesses in her mind.
It seems that my father has done something good again to make these experts and professors act like this.