CHAPTER 1888: CHAPTER 892: THE DISAPPEARANCE OF LIN HAIHU

After seeing off a satisfied Director Xu, Yan Fei continued with his plans.

The news conference had to wait until the paper was published, which would take a few more days. That’s because once the paper is out, someone from above would definitely come to inspect. Otherwise, what if the paper is fraudulent?

But that’s just going through the motions, and Yan Fei wasn’t worried at all.

Plus, this process would definitely move quickly. There’s a gap domestically; how could it not be swift!

Yan Fei’s plan was to hold the press conference on the top of the tallest building in the Provincial City, Wanlong International Trade. He was also ready to spend a little money to ensure the journalists would write beautifully. You have to give some perks; we can’t just throw the rules aside because we’re one of the top cattle farming enterprises in the country, right?

Every industry has some unwritten rules, but Yan Fei thought a gesture was enough; probably, some would refuse by then. He had confidence in the reporters these days; he was doing legitimate work, and there would be people willing to cheer for him.

The media invited, aside from those in the province, also included a few from the Capital. This was when his acquaintances like Meng Si’an and the newly met Xiaohe came in handy.

Anyway, there’s no need to invite renowned journalists; what’s important is to cast a wide net and expand the publicity impact.

There’s a phenomenon in the country where many researchers are unsung heroes. It’s very likely that some outsiders need research data, and after much effort, they find out that some research challenges have already been addressed domestically.

But the promotion aspect is really neglected; for example, when it comes to agricultural research, most people only know Professor Yuan. That’s because he’s in school textbooks, and his rice has fed so many people.

But more people spend most or all of their lives in research labs in silence, churning out loads of research achievements, yet quite anonymously. Sometimes, it’s not until they pass away and appear on the nation’s news at the Central Station that people realize: oh, this person made so many contributions.

Take someone like Professor Qi — he has achievements and some awards. But in places like Sancha River, many know him just as a professor, and know his research contributes greatly to society, but can’t articulate how much exactly.

There are simply too many people like this, too many to count.

They spend their whole lives on research, earning low wages from the Research Institute, doing mentally and physically exhausting work, often under an anonymous identity for life, and only when a research result is achieved can their name appear in some news briefly, only to soon be submerged by numerous commercial news, with few paying attention.

Yan Fei felt it was unfair.

That’s why he wanted to hold a news conference, to make a scientific achievement known to everyone.

He had seen the madness of these people in the laboratory while doing research. Whether it was seeing Yang Xing at work in the Capital or in his own lab, the dedication was truly more exhausting than other jobs.

It not only required knowledge and experience but also extraordinary patience.

That’s for those who produced results, but what about those who didn’t?

It’s possible that someone worked for most of their life without many achievements, but they’ve accumulated tens of thousands of erroneous experiences to help future researchers avoid those mistakes. The only issue is that without achievements, they might never get a chance to be featured in the news or even receive a bit of a bonus.

Why shouldn’t those making atomic bombs be recognized over those selling tea eggs? To put it bluntly, a single atomic bomb from me could eliminate countless tea egg sellers, right?

It’s not about discriminating against certain industries; it’s just that in some fields, the effort and reward are so disproportionate!

War heroes might only gain wider recognition during a memorial service broadcast on the Central Station. Yet the actors playing war heroes might earn more in film paychecks than what the real heroes ever saw in their lifetime, is that fair?

This is going a bit off-topic, something Yan Fei can’t control. But he’s been in touch with the lab situation, and now that he has both money and time, he can do something about it, so he did!

With money, comes the freedom to do as he pleases!

To speak of benefits, when he shared his idea with his wife, she was particularly supportive. She even praised him with practical rewards — it turns out that having his wife do yoga brought so many benefits!

Thinking of his wife, he instinctively looked up and noticed something different: she hadn’t gone out, so why did she change into pants and high heels?

It was those tight jeans that accentuated her figure, paired with those white high heels with slender and particularly high heels.

Yan Fei was particularly fond of those high heels because at that moment, looking at his wife’s feet, legs, and every move, he felt particularly...enchanted, with a temptation that made him want to turn into a wolf.

This guy showed signs many years ago — on a trip long ago, when he took his wife on a cattle ride. He led the cow while she sat on its back, thinking that his wife was truly beautiful, from head to toe.

So Yan Fei suddenly started to reflect: what exactly did he do to make his wife behave this way?

It requires reflection because only by summarizing the experience can he continue to enjoy the benefits in the future!