The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 742 - 295 lab’s golden thigh!_1

Chapter 742: 295 lab’s golden thigh!_1

Zhou Wenqing had been researching this project for several years.

Most domestic laboratories focused their superconductivity research on nickel, with few studies on palladium; Zhou Wenqing’s team’s simulated calculation results had already predicted this possibility.

But palladium is a precious metal, and the experiment team’s annual usage is regulated.

Jiang University’s resources have always been among the best in domestic institutions, generously supporting various laboratories; even palladium is allocated to them each year, but this was far from sufficient for Zhou Wenqing.

Every year, he would go to Dean Huang to complain in order to ensure his team members graduated smoothly.

However, metals have always been scarce domestically, and resources are limited; Zhou Wenqing knew that even the university president was helpless in this situation.

They measured palladium usage by the gram.

This was the first time someone had discussed with him using “jin” (catty).

It was akin to an ordinary person hearing about “a thousand jin” of gold.

Zhou Wenqing doubted his ears, “Bai student, what did you say?”

Bai Lian’s relationship with Wang Youfeng was special, not only because of the life-saving incident that night but also because of Wang’s grandmother’s companionship and assistance in her later years; and as for Ning Xiao, there was no need to mention.

Debts of gratitude are difficult to repay.

Palladium purification was no easy task; this was Bai Lian’s first time making an inquiry. Wang Youfeng didn’t have much stock on hand, so he mobilized warehouses from various locations to procure this quantity for Bai Lian.

“How much do you approximately need?” Bai Lian realized that 100 jin was a bit too much. She gave it some thought and, tapping on her phone, calmly explained, “I have an uncle who specializes in this business, and he can invest in our laboratory.”

“Roughly,” Zhou Wenqing came back to his senses and said a number he thought was preposterous, “Three…”

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“Thirty jin?” Bai Lian nodded, “Okay, I’ll arrange for you, it should arrive in a few days.”

Zhou Wenqing watched Bai Lian leaving the office, then picked up the cup in his hand; he silently withdrew the “kilograms” he intended to say.

Bai Lian preferred to describe it in traditional jin, while Zhou Wenqing preferred the scientific gram.

Three thousand grams, which was roughly what he applied for from the school every year.

The door closed.

On the side, the assistant heard the “thirty jin” from Bai Lian’s mouth, which was thirty jin of the experimental material palladium, not thirty jin of “cabbage.”

The office ambiance, which had been very tense just a second ago, now took on a fantastical air.

The assistant watched Bai Lian’s figure.

He had heard of Bai Lian through working with Zhou Wenqing for Tongfeng; this year’s freshman, good-looking, with exceptional thinking. Even Liang Wuyu from the same cohort had been defeated by her, and her fiery forum posts on the university town’s forums could be seen from time to time.

Her popularity was such that in recent years, it seemed only He Wen might compare with her.

“Teacher,” the assistant averted his gaze from Bai Lian’s figure, looking rather dazed, “Bai student said her uncle is sponsoring thirty jin of palladium. I didn’t hear wrong, did I?”

“…I heard it, too.”

The assistant fell silent for a while, then bent down to pick up the contract Zhou Wenqing had thrown on the floor, dusting off the dust on it with his hand, “Teacher, what should we do about this?”

Seeing the contract again, Zhou Wenqing wasn’t as bitterly angry.

Four years of research, constrained by materials, his laboratory was already struggling.

If other students told him about thirty jin, Zhou Wenqing might just laugh it off, but Bai Lian…

He always felt that Bai Lian was not like the other students of the Tongfeng class; she respected him, but her gaze did not hold the same reverence as Ning Xiao and the others, so Zhou Wenqing always addressed her as “Bai student,” and not Bai Lian.

“Go to Dean Huang,” Zhou Wenqing took the document, his voice grave, “I want to make it clear, are they willing to gamble with the students’ futures?”

That last statement was a bit heavy.

The assistant didn’t dare to respond.

**

Outside.

Hu Yue and several senior students watched the office while unconsciously shuffling the papers in their hands.

Seeing Bai Lian come out, Hu Yue hurriedly asked with her eyes, “How did it go?”

Zhou Wenqing was easy to speak with; they didn’t have the courage like Bai Lian to go in at this time.

“Not bad,” Bai Lian sat down next to Hu Yue and opened her laptop.

Hu Yue turned her gaze away from the office, sighed, and leaned on the table.

When idle, her gaze shifted to Bai Lian’s laptop, “Junior, your computer boots up really fast.”

Seeing the MSD fitting curve at a glance, Hu Yue was stunned, then covered her mouth, muttering to herself, “Junior, I finally understand why the teacher always scolds us for being fools…”

After correcting the graph, Bai Lian packed the file and sent it to Ning Xiao.