Huo Yao didn't know what was going on in Academician Rong's mind, so he just nodded. He already had the idea of saving the unpopular major of bioinformatics.
Since she hasn't produced any contributing talents in more than ten years, she seems a little sorry for herself if she doesn't challenge her.
Rong Jun rolled his eyes and added another sentence: "Of course, you can't neglect your homework in the physics department."
After speaking, he handed her the stack of study plans specially tailored for Huo Yao in his hand.
"Take this back and have a look. Although we agreed before that you don't have to come to the School of Physics and Engineering to take classes, you can't miss the courses you should study."
Huo Yao took the materials, turned two pages, and saw that they were almost all subject research, but responded without even frowning, "Okay."
For Huo Yao, apart from her knowledge of Chinese and science in high school, she has no pressure.
Rong Jun saw that Huo Yao agreed readily and showed no objection at all, which instead made him feel a bit guilty, "You don't think there's anything wrong with the arrangement from above?"
After all, physics is only her second major, and the customized plan above can be said to be more rigorous than the students in this institute.
Huo Yao didn't look through it any more, but only replied: "No."
Seeing this, Rong Jun knew that the little girl was not the kind of perfunctory person, so he felt relieved, "Then remember to go to Teacher Wu Yue to get your homework books after school in the afternoon."
"Okay." Huo Yao nodded.
The phone on the desk rang, and Rong Jun stood up, "That's fine, if you don't understand anything, you can come to me at any time, or just ask me on WeChat."
After speaking, he went to the desk to answer the phone.
Huo Yao didn't bother, and left the office quickly.
**
Here, after lunch, Zhao Lian hurried back to the office in the courtyard, busy with many things.
Not long after, Qi Hui came to him with an application form. It was a research course on genetic engineering, and the experiment required a lot of money to start.
When Zhao Lian saw the amount of funds, he frowned, "The experimental funds for this quarter haven't been allocated yet, and I don't even remember much about the reserves in the hospital."
Qi Hui nodded, and he said what he had thought about in the future: "I remember that the Department of Information Credit has not started any major projects in the past two years, so we can temporarily use the money from their department to come to the emergency, so that there will be no problems Reserves need to be tapped."
After a pause, Qi Hui continued: "I asked the finance department of the Department of Informatics, and they still have more than one million yuan in their books. With this money, our research on gene mutations should be able to support the country. The funds were allocated.”
Zhao Lian looked up at Qi Hui, "This is not good, I won't agree."
Although the Department of Informatics has not had any breakthrough topics in the past few years, the funds allocated each year are relatively small.
In the case that there are very few of them, they still transfer the little funds from their departments to other departments. Isn't this equivalent to stepping on the last face of the information science department
Qi Hui guessed that Professor Zhao would react like this, so he took out another experiment progress report.
"Our school has been studying the genetic mutation course for two years. Now the instructors and students have new directions. At this critical time, there is no funds to start the experimental plan. It is equivalent to wasting everyone's time and effort."
(end of this chapter)