Li Qiao followed the sound and took a seat beside the elderly man.
Jiang Hande, a member of the Academy of Science and a specially appointed professor at South Sea Medical University, had extraordinarily outstanding achievements in the field of genetic engineering.
The reason Li Qiao was retained by the Research Institute was also thanks to Academician Jiang’s recommendation.
"Qiaoqiao, take a look at this," Academician Jiang said, sliding the computer screen over and puckering his lips, gesturing for Li Qiao to look.
On the screen was a complex genetic molecular formula. Li Qiao scrutinized it and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is this... recombinant DNA technology?"
"Exactly!" Academician Jiang exclaimed proudly as he slapped his palm and took a pen to gesture at the screen, "You see, if I combine this nuclease with the gene vector..."
Academician Jiang, the mad scientist, couldn’t contain his excitement and enthusiastically shared his research progress with Li Qiao.
There was no way around it; nearly seventy years old, Academician Jiang’s favorite student was Li Qiao.
Not only was she intelligent, but she also had money.
Aside from being lazy, she had no other faults.
The Renhe Laboratory remained operational for their group of scientific researchers’ targeted studies only because of the substantial annual funding from Li Qiao.
Most importantly, she contributed completely voluntarily and expected no returns.
After all, national Research Institutes had a limited yearly budget, and specialized field studies were even more stringently managed.
Renhe Laboratory not only created the experimental conditions but also provided them with their own research rooms, so all the laboratory’s researchers had great respect and admiration for Li Qiao.
Therefore, even though the discussion between Academician Jiang and Li Qiao delayed the symposium, nobody complained; instead, they all listened attentively.
Five minutes passed, and Academician Jiang was parched from speaking; he took his thermos cup and moistened his throat, "So, this progress is very advantageous for us at the moment. After you join the Research Institute in a while, this follow-up study will be handed over to you."
Li Qiao rubbed her forehead and nodded, "Oh, okay, in September then."
Academician Jiang was taken aback, "September? Aren’t you graduating next month?"
"Um..." Li Qiao pondered, curling up the corners of her mouth, and explained, "The Research Institute agreed to let me report in September."
"Ridiculous," Academician Jiang slapped the table and glared, "Who agreed to that? If you hadn’t yet to receive your diploma, I’d wish you could start working at the Research Institute tomorrow."
Academician Jiang’s expression turned unhappy, and the roomful of people in the seminar room instantly became silent as chicks.
Everyone had worked with Academician Jiang and knew that although he was usually affable, when it came to research work, he was absolutely devilish.
At this moment, Li Qiao lightly tapped her fingertips on the table and spoke unhurriedly, "Teacher, I’ve been earning money recently... The funding for the second half of the year..."
Without letting her finish, Academician Jiang immediately patted Li Qiao’s shoulder and nodded gravely, "You’ve worked hard. Then, go ahead in September."
Soon, the symposium started.
Fu Lvting stood at the podium displaying a PowerPoint presentation and shared the main research projects and progress with everyone present.
An hour and a half later, the symposium concluded, and Academician Jiang called for Li Qiao to follow him to the lab. After two steps, he turned back and addressed a researcher sitting across the U-shaped table, "Lian Zhen, you come too."
The name sounded somewhat unfamiliar to Li Qiao. Standing behind Academician Jiang, she observed Lian Zhen, who appeared to be in his thirties, composed and elegant, with an air of a gentlemanly charm.