Chapter 861: competition

Jung carefully hid his CD-ROM, only to hear someone knock on the door outside the guest room. With the help of the cat's eye, outside is Phillips, who met the CEO outside but didn't communicate-the old man retired at General Dynamics.
General Dynamics is a super military industrial enterprise in the United States. Its LM2500 series is currently the best gas turbine, the main power equipment of the US Navy. China has introduced a few of them, and it feels good after use. After being sanctioned, they can only turn to Ukraine.
The famous F-16 "Fighting Falcon" was developed by General Dynamics, and was later packaged and sold to Lockheed. M1 ‘Abrams’ is also a general-purpose product that has been rampant all over the world for decades.
Phillips is in his seventies and is really old. He has worked at General Dynamics all his life, and the intersection with Jung is that the companies that belong to both are equipment suppliers to the US military.
Seeing Jung, the old Phillips changed his silly appearance outside the president, laughed and patted the other person on the shoulder, and happily said: "Boy genius, you are the youngest engineering professor in Princeton, why are you here?"
"It's the youngest associate professor in recent years. But I've already left Princeton." Jung corrected. He patted the old man's palm and looked at it suspiciously. "You also took the medicine provided by the'Holy Light'?"
"Oh, let's not talk about this topic." With regard to personal matters, old Phillips was more cautious. He beckoned, "Let's go, it's dinner time. I'll take you to meet some other people."
"Are you in the School of Vehicle Engineering?"
"No, I'm in the School of Naval Engineering."
"How many people have been recruited?"
"That's not clear. Maybe you have a chance to count."
The hotel is near the headquarters of ‘Holy Light’ and the entire building was bought by the group. Jung followed old Phillips down the elevator, walked into the self-service western restaurant, and took a plate to the table to fetch food.
There are many people in the western restaurant, mostly gray-haired old men and old ladies. Everyone has a small circle, gathered at the table and whispered. Old Phillips came a few days earlier to get to know more people and introduce him to Jung.
"Have you seen that group of Japanese? The leader is Professor Maeda of ‘East Emperor’. His group is all in mathematics."
"Oh, they are so old. Are they ninety years old?"
"That's not true. The biggest one is less than 80. The Japanese are more huddled and polite with everyone, but we can't tolerate them. This group of guys is a bit particularly annoying."
"What is it?"
Phillips brought a glass of champagne and paid tribute to Maeda and others who occupied several large tables in the restaurant. A dozen Japanese people on the opposite side immediately stood up and raised their glasses in return.
"I have a few friends from Yale who complained to me that these Japanese are like rabbits on the Australian grasslands. Whenever you find one, there is actually a litter behind.
The school of mathematics is almost filled with these Japanese people. Several departments are Japanese heads. This seriously squeezed our quota and brought danger. "
The Japanese sat down and talked quietly.
Jung asked suspiciously: "Danger? What is the danger of these people? I think they are quite skinny and do not need to lose weight."
"Weight loss? What nonsense are you talking about?" Old Phillips turned to look at Jung and asked in a low voice, "How did you get recruited?"
"I want to lose weight and want special weight-loss pills, so I came." Jung shrugged and wanted to express his love for high-calorie food. "I need dessert to meet the needs of my brain. I can't give it up. "
Old Phillips had a expression, "Everyone here is here for health and life. You actually came to lose weight?"
Jung was also very surprised, "Losing is for health and life. If my weight doesn't drop, I will really die."
Forget it, the old Phillips waved his hand, no longer entangled in Jung’s thoughts, but returned to the previous topic, "'Shengguang' University is in the preliminary preparations, and currently recruits very limited personnel, but the old guy who wants to survive. But a lot.
For every more Japanese here, there will be one less chance for an American. We all have friends, and we all hope that we can have more people. The first batch of recruits are deliberating carefully, hoping to bring their friends and family over. "
Old Phillips pointed to the other side of the western restaurant, "Those are also Japanese, mainly in the School of Materials Science, and the leading Professor Kondo is engaged in carbon fiber. He is also a large group, leaving us very limited positions.
We are now mainly squeezed in a few colleges such as mechanical manufacturing, chemistry and chemical engineering, computers and semiconductors, medicine and biopharmaceuticals, and aerospace. Now everyone is about to break their heads in order to grab a spot.
By the way, our competitors are also Russians. A large number of them have come recently, mainly focusing on mathematics and physics. Now that the School of Mathematics is almost exceeding the standard, many people feel that they cannot compete and are forced to go to the School of Computer Science. "
Jung was dizzy when he heard it, and said weakly: "Why do you have to come to the'Holy Light' University? Or can you wait for the next batch to recruit?"
Old Phillips looked at Jung like a fool, and suddenly realized that this kid was only in his 30s, and he couldn't realize his fear of death. He could only shook his head and sighed: "'Holy Light' can wait, but we can't wait.
Look at me, am I like a 70-something person now? My heart hasn't been beating so regularly and strongly for many years, the age spots on my face have almost disappeared, and even cancer cells have been contained. I feel like I have returned to my fifty-year-old state.
If my wife is still alive, how much do I hope she can be as young as me? But she passed away two years ago. Who can determine when the "Holy Light" will be recruited next? We must take advantage of it now. "
Oh..., Jung finally understood that the predicament he faced was different from those of these older guys. Although it is for health and life, the latter is obviously more urgent.
"So what now?"
"What else can we do? What do you think we are gathering here for? Everyone does not want to fight inwardly. They are discussing how to make suggestions to the president of'Shengguang', adding more colleges and more positions.
We racked our brains to list all disciplines, and we still have to write clearly how each discipline helps the "Holy Light"? Then find ways to arrange more positions. "
Old Phillips scratched his head in distress at this moment, "We are going to submit the proposal today, and the president warned us. He accepted the proposal, but forbids us to disclose any information.
We can feel that the president does have the intention to continue to expand the scale of the university, but he hopes to keep his solicitation intentions within a certain range. Therefore, any additional academy will become a new target for competition, and every place is precious.
We are going to Tianyang tomorrow, and you will stay in the imperial capital for a few more days. I hope you can continue our unfinished work. "
"Continue what?"
"Continue to persuade the president of'Holy Light' to recruit more people. We are old and just want to live healthily and enjoy some sunshine and rain, even if we don't pay wages."
"I really heard this request the first time."
(The public account ‘Tao Ren’)