Chapter 201 Xie Jingxing User Manual
Xie Jingxing would rather abandon Li Yan and affect the secret fund layout he had just made, but he was unable to answer Yu Tong's question.
Just at noon he was still proud of his girlfriend's excellence, and at this moment he really couldn't say nonsense like "a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent" against his will.
If he liked little white rabbits, why would he bother with them when he was still a little white rabbit?
What's more, Qicun was controlled by Yu Tong, so she had to lie on the sofa unwillingly and let her pretend to be a good wife, helping her wipe her body clean and put on clothes.
A serious negotiation confrontation ended in an absurd process and was temporarily shelved for later discussion.
It was late at night. The engaged couple went to the hotel with different thoughts in their minds. They arranged for the hotel housekeeper to go to Yu Tong's house to get toiletries. They barely managed to take a bath with their tired bodies before going to the restaurant to enjoy a candlelight dinner.
From noon to night, more than ten hours of intermittent high-intensity exercise will overload the body.
Neither of them was in the mood for a romantic atmosphere, so they simply served all the dishes, including a double portion of oysters for the appetizer.
"You said the courtyard house is small, so I bought a piece of land in Hangzhou. How about building a garden?"
After filling his stomach, Xie Jingxing thought of the gift he had prepared in advance and started a conversation with great interest.
Yu Tong sipped his after-dinner wine: "Wedding room?"
“I haven’t thought about it yet. It may take several years to build.”
Xie Jingxing couldn't help scratching his head. Last month, Li Ying used the local Zhejiang business connections to help him buy a 200-acre piece of land backing onto the West Lake Scenic Area.
The price was 23 billion, and the total payment was less than 1.5 million in cash, with the rest being mortgaged with land.
The approval procedures for building the garden are complete, but the subsequent construction is very troublesome. The demolition alone is difficult to handle, so the entire project has to be contracted to a third party.
"It's a bit of a waste of money to build a garden. Your investment income is several times higher than that of real estate. I can't bear it."
Yu Tong was trying to cheer the kids up, but in fact he felt that building a garden was too ostentatious and they were not a nouveau riche family.
Xie Jing Xing did not comment, but pushed the gift box to the center of the long table: "For you."
"What is it?"
Yu Tong opened the box and found a thick paper booklet and a mobile hard drive inside.
"I remember you said that life is a 40 billion-year-long frustration."
Xie Jingxing paused for a moment and thought, "So I prepared this key for you, or would it be more appropriate to call it 'Xie Jingxing User Manual'?"
A light flashed in Yu Tong's bright eyes for a moment, and then turned into endless affection. With trembling fingers, he picked up the book and held it in his arms. He hugged her tightly and lowered his head to kiss her, leaving a light red lip mark.
Life is a 40 billion-year-long helpless process, where genes evolve and are eliminated on their own and cannot be permanently changed into what humans want.
Gene editing - modifying the human gene sequence to completely kill cancer, or create perfect humans by deleting and replacing disadvantageous genes.
This is the general direction of her research topic, and it is also a scientific theory that has emerged in recent years, facing the dual high-pressure restrictions of "ethics" and "basic science bottlenecks."
When the experiment failed and she was upset, she drunkenly called Xie Jingxing and told him with negative energy that life was a 40 billion-year-long helplessness, and that humans could not actively change their genes but were controlled.
“Maybe the current level of technology is not enough to permanently change genes, but we can already fight against genetic instincts, right?” Xie Jingxing raised his eyebrows with a relaxed look.
Yu Tong raised his head, pursed his lips as if laughing or crying, and said seriously: "Genes control human preferences and behaviors, which means that I was born to love you."
"It's a bit sour, that should be my line."
Xie Jingxing made a pretentious comment, his smile reaching to his back teeth.
What Yu Tong was holding in his arms was a copy of his 'complete gene sequence', which reflected what kind of opposite sex he instinctively desired, what he was talented at, and what potential disease risks he had.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an instruction manual. This thing is a suggestion made by the insurance company.
If he were to unfortunately be diagnosed with some terminal illness that exists in the world, most of the special medicines developed based on the 'full gene series' could turn the terminal illness into a chronic disease such as diabetes.
For Yu Tong, there is no more romantic gift than this. Maybe she will never be able to make a scientific breakthrough to change genes in her lifetime, but at least she has a key to unlock Xie Jingxing's genes.
At the same time, Xie Jingxing put on a suit of armor for her, which allowed her to hold on a little longer when the laboratory faced collapse.
"I will go back to China in a while and try Fudan University and Zhejiang University first. If they don't work out, I will consider Tsinghua University and Peking University."
She carefully put away the gift box and made a silent decision that she would not give up scientific research.
Xie Jingxing shrugged: "Actually, I'm running around everywhere now, so I don't have much time to stay in the Magic City."
"There is no biomedical field in China. Only Shi Yigong and Yan Ning are experts in this field. They are more inclined towards molecular cells and biomedical engineering. Zhejiang University and Fudan University have a better foundation than Tsinghua University and Peking University. I also want to be closer to home."
Yu Tong objectively analyzed that she should enter the top laboratories after graduating with a doctorate.
When you return to China, you can either go to a university or work in a hospital. No matter if it is Peking University, Tsinghua University, Fudan University, Jiaotong University, Peking Union Medical College, or a 301 hospital, it doesn’t matter where you go as it all involves poverty alleviation.
"301 is pretty good, I should be able to get the rank of major directly, right?" Yellow garbage surged in Xie Jingxing's mind, the basket took over his brain, and his military uniform looked very dashing.
Yu Tong rolled her eyes at him coquettishly: "I don't expect any salary, just a stable research environment is good enough."
"Of course, it doesn't matter if they give a little bit of funding, the main thing is that the title and rank must match." Xie Jingxing was not very polite.
In his previous life, he didn't have to deal with too many academic issues when studying for his master's degree. Plus, he had a Nobel Prize-winning mentor, so everything went smoothly for him.
But I have seen too many seniors who were tortured by depression due to academic cliques. For example, if the tutor is the leader of the martial arts world, and the student can become a professor at a 985 key university by writing an article on the Five Tigers Sword Technique.
The tutor was Ouyang Xiu. When students wrote the Nine Yang Manual, they had to give the tutor the title of first author.
But when it comes to the unspoken rules regarding family background, it would be impolite for him to be polite.
With five papers published in top journals, it would be too naive for Yu Tong to return to China and ask for a full professorship at Peking University, Tsinghua University or Fudan University. It would be reasonable for him to specialize in a discipline and become a doctoral and master's supervisor.
Considering that a 26-year-old female professor and doctoral supervisor with the title of outstanding scholar is a bit eye-catching, there must be a young Yangtze River Scholar. Outstanding youth at the age of , academicians at the age of , who have established their own schools, are very reliable in taking steady steps.
As for housing, cars, subsidies and funding, just give an amount that does not lower the price. Taihe Capital is willing to donate a standard laboratory free of charge and cover all research expenses.
As for who will receive this poverty alleviation gift package, it depends on which domestic university is sincere enough.
Thinking back to when Xiyou was politely rejected by Peking University when he wanted to set up a financial laboratory, Xie Jingxing was very emotional. Things have changed. It doesn’t matter that I’m not good at it, but my wife is amazing!
Innocent little white rabbit or strong heroine, all the beauties prefer the latter, it's innate.
"It's not as exaggerated as you say. China has great support for scientific research. I will have everything I need when I return."
Even after finishing dinner and returning to the hotel room to wash off the smell of alcohol, Xie Jingxing's excitement remained unabated. Yu Tong changed into pajamas, got into bed and opened his hands.
He happily lay down on the bed: "But what if I want to give you more?"
"Well~ Then I'll accept it reluctantly." Yu Tong hummed and pretended to be arrogant.
Xie Jingxing hugged her and whispered in her ear: "I love you."
"Sure enough, men's words are deceiving. One second he said he would give me more, and the next second he started to perfunctorily speak sweet words." Yu Tong shook his calves to express his dissatisfaction.
"Tsk, you look down on me. Your man is a wealthy man with a net worth of 66 billion US dollars. I still lack your trifles." Xie Jingxing waved his arms childishly and acted generously: "Tell me, 1000 million or 5000 million, US dollars or Euros, don't mention RMB."
"My evaluation is that you are becoming more and more vulgar." Yu Tongjiao's pretty face wrinkled into a bun as she made a disdainful joke and changed the subject lightly.
As for money, she receives a living allowance from the family trust fund every year, in addition to some dividends from shares in the family's overseas trading company, as well as other miscellaneous income.
2000 million US dollars a year is very stable. Besides, she, Zhou Fenglan and Xie Jingxing are different. Many of their large expenses are always accompanied by guys who appear out of nowhere and would like to slide down on their knees and rush forward to pay the bill.
I haven't paid much attention to financial management over the years, but I have saved up nearly 6000 million US dollars, which is more than enough to build a laboratory.
However, one’s own business is one’s own business. The sub-field of gene editing that she is working on, if she returns to China, can at least be regarded as establishing a new school of thought, at least it can be regarded as setting up a new professional discipline for any university.
This has resulted in many things that cannot be solved with money. Laboratory equipment and related scientific research data cannot be brought back to China from Europe and the United States.
After all, biology is not art. There are national boundaries, which are even more stringent than in the economic field.
Yu Tong knew it very well. The more she downplayed it, the more Xie Jingxing would feel indebted.
"Come with me to New York tomorrow."
The starlight outside the window was dim, and Xie Jingxing said something in a muffled voice in the darkness.
Yu Tong turned over and hugged him dazedly: "Okay."
Her return to China was indeed equivalent to ruining most of her future. Xie Jingxing knew her thoughts, but he still couldn't help feeling indebted.
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Manhattan, Columbia University.
At noon, several Chinese food trucks near the west gate of the school were surrounded by many Asian international students. The most famous Luoyang Uncle was not there, so the elusive Flying Pig Pancake became the first choice.
Her long black wavy hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was wearing flat loafers, a long shirt that was half tucked into her jeans and half hanging outside, with the sleeves of her shirt rolled up to her elbows.
The cool woman exuding a lazy British temperament stuffed three pancakes into the Hermès Birkin bag slung over her shoulder, pressed the car key, and a Porsche 918 with exaggerated lines on the street flashed a light brighter than the sun.
"That's Xie Jingxing's car."
When the roar of the engine faded away, among the many dazed eyes, someone said enviously: "For the first batch of vehicles delivered worldwide, the president of Porsche specially @ed his account on Instagram. It is said that his car number is 007."
007 prefers Aston Martin.
——Zhou Fenglan was lost in thought as he parked his car at a Chinese restaurant serving mutton ribs near Times Square and threw the car keys between twenty dollars to the doorman.
Carrying the bag, I walked through the noisy hall, greeted the restaurant owner in a familiar manner, and walked into a secret box next to the kitchen.
"Let's have two servings of baby cabbage. Sister Lanlan also likes it. What if the fans can't finish one serving of it..."
The disgusting conversation in the box stopped. The little brat should have said, "If you can't finish it, I can eat it," but he couldn't say it.
Zhou Fenglan laughed for no apparent reason: "We can eat together. We should have double portions of vermicelli too."
"Give me a plate of pickled garlic."
Xie Jingxing straightened his back unconsciously. Yu Tong stood up and greeted him with a smile. The paper menu he handed to the waiter had wrinkled edges.
"I brought flying pig pancakes."
Zhou Fenglan took out three pancakes from her bag: "Try and see if the taste is different from before."
Their life in college was too good. They didn't want to smoke tobacco, drive silver parties or race cars to death. So they went to a Chinese restaurant to eat some banned vegetables from China to find a little excitement.
The boss was willing to coax a few rich second-generations with good behavior to play because the money was high, and he specially decorated this secret box for them to use.
A few years ago, memories of more than a decade ago flashed by like fleeting glimpses. Xie Jingxing quietly watched the two girls beside him chattering about their recent work, just like they complained about their respective schools back then.
At that time, they were still good friends. Yu Tong, who had an undergraduate degree at Harvard, said nonchalantly that it was difficult to get a Ph.D. directly from her own school, so it would be better for them to come to New York to keep each other company.
But in fact, the best biomedical majors are not in New York, such as Columbia University, NYU, and Cornell. She chose Georgetown, which does not even have a Nobel Prize-winning mentor.
A little further than Columbia and NYU, but closer than Cornell.
Zhou Fenglan should have known this long ago. If genes are innate choices, then time is acquired training.
He was the only little white rabbit back then.
"The contract has been drafted. Let the lawyer go over it. If there is no problem, the equity can be changed." Xie Jingxing took a deep breath and slowly interrupted the heated conversation.
Yu Tong pursed his lips and said nothing. Zhou Fenglan smiled and said, "WhatsApp's valuation has exceeded 300 billion US dollars, right? The value of this 7% stake has increased by 40% in less than a year?"
"You deserve it." Xie Jingxing responded briefly.
Zhou Fenglan took the contract and glanced over it: "I need to find someone to hold it for me. It's not convenient for me to hold it directly."
"No problem." Xie Jingxing nodded slightly.
Zhou Fenglan frowned: "What's wrong with you? You come here to eat with a sullen face and show us your business negotiation tricks."
"……got used to."
Xie Jing Xing was helpless, he was a little white rabbit back then, and now he was still the weakest and most helpless.
There's nothing he can do about it, it's his fault for not being able to control his belt.
Yu Tong thought so too, and pretended not to see anything and did not help him out.
Both she and Zhou Fenglan paid a lot for the WhatsApp acquisition, and her reward was a marriage certificate and a formal marriage arranged by her parents and matchmaker.
It was only over twenty billion US dollars, not to mention that Xie Jingxing brought her along, it was a great profit!
"You hold it for me."
Zhou Fenglan lost interest. She was expecting a Shura scene, but unfortunately her best friend was very wise and would not cause any more trouble.
Why hasn’t the scientific research made him stupid? Seeing Xie Jingxing’s pitiful appearance, he was so angry that he deliberately asked, “Does Xiao Xie have any good financial advice?”
"Buy stocks, any of Apple, Tesla, or Netflix, and use leverage appropriately and reasonably." Xie Jingxing thought without hesitation. He was a genius investor after all, and he had imagined this little challenge countless times before it came.
"It would be a waste to leave you, a professional, unused, to buy stocks. Aren't you here in the U.S. to raise funds? How about I use equity pledge to cash out and invest in your fund?"
Zhou Fenglan refused to give in and turned his head to look at Yu Tong: "Tongtong, do you want to join us? Why don't we just let him set up a fund specifically for the two of us, and keep three cents of the profits without bringing in outsiders."
The tax filing season in the United States has just passed this year. Based on WhatsApp's valuation, 7% of the shares can be cashed out for about US$15 billion. If she grits her teeth and looks for Chinese companies, it is not impossible to cash out the full amount of about US$20 billion.
With such a large sum of money, even if Yu Tong's brain was really broken by scientific research, he would never play with her.
(End of this chapter)