Chapter 99: Where Does the Money Come From?

If Nan Ming wants to make money, he will never consider researching how to help blind people echolocate.

With the help of Nanming Blind Cane, their research on echolocation has been at the forefront, but in fact, it is difficult to turn it into commercial benefits. Most of the blind people are low-income groups. If they want to train blind people, maybe You have to pay for it yourself.

Not to mention, if we want blind people to voluntarily receive training, we need to spend a lot of money and energy to promote it. After all, the circle of blind people is too closed, and their cultural level is generally low. It is too difficult for them to understand the ability of echolocation .

Where does the money come from?

"The matter of money..." Nan Ming covered his forehead, "How much do you need?"

Liu Minzhong only thought that Nan Ming was a local tyrant, and he had also seen Qi Bin's daily fortune. He didn't realize that with the change of Su Chang's company, Nan Ming actually has no funding channels now, and said: "If you maintain the current daily In terms of expenses, it needs about 50,000 yuan per month. If we want to implement the blind assistance plan, the cost of a blind person will cost more than 3,000 yuan, so let’s postpone it temporarily. In this way, only 50,000 yuan can last for a month. At the end of next month, after our paper is published, many people will rush to give us money.”

"50,000 yuan..." Nan Ming was a little distressed. If he asked, no matter whether it was Xia Yiyao or Qi Bin, 50,000 yuan would always come out.

Fifty thousand was a very small number for the amount they needed.

But Nan Ming didn't want to speak to them.

It is impossible to rely on Wen Ji's Lazy God Guild Hall to support the huge investment in the development zone, so how could he bear to make things worse?

"I really can't afford it now." Liu Minzhong spread his hands with a wry smile. Before that, he was so poor that he wanted to sell his house.

But this house, even if Liu Minzhong wanted to sell it, Nan Ming would not be willing.

"I know this." Nan Ming could understand, "Let me figure out a way."

Having said that, but where is there any way?

His monthly salary is 12,000, and even if he doesn't eat or drink, it's still 38,000 short.

Furthermore, because of the lazy god, I am afraid that his living standard cannot be lowered, otherwise he will play himself to death, and if he dies, he can squeeze out seven or eight thousand yuan.

But it's useless!

The two were scratching their heads in distress, but Zhang Qing played downstairs for a while, and then came upstairs with the balance bike that had run out of battery.

"It's really good. When I get paid, I'll buy one too." Zhang Qing picked up which pot he didn't open.

Liu Minzhong was about to cry. If this continues, he won't even be able to pay his salary. Zhang Qing won't give him his all!

It was so miserable when the research did not progress before, but now that the research has progressed, why is it still so miserable?

In front of Zhang Qing, it was hard to talk about these issues, so Nan Ming changed the subject and brought up the matter of talent selection in the School of Information Science and Technology.

"Being Zhu Yangchao's student?" Zhang Qing's head didn't know why, maybe he watched too many anti-Japanese dramas or spy war dramas: "This is a good opportunity, little brother, hurry up and squeeze in as an undercover agent !"

Nan Ming rolled his eyes, still undercover? So according to what you said, am I in Cao Ying and my heart is in Han?

Thinking about it carefully, I am really a rebellious boy. I am a student of the School of Computer and Information Science, but I hang out with people from the School of Biology all day long.

"Teacher, hurry up and tell this kid to go undercover. If he doesn't go undercover, he will be fired!" Zhang Qing clamored and asked Liu Minzhong to speak, "Teacher, think about it, they have gone through layers of selection, and the result is to help us cultivate talents , and waited until he had practiced his magical skills, he slapped Zhu Yangchao with a backhand palm, severely injured Zhu Yangchao, betrayed his teacher, and left in a cool way..."

Liu Minzhong raised the quota with his hands, Zhang Qing, you kid, I can't save you, teacher, you are asking me to fire the boss.

You said that you have been in the Vision Research Institute for so long, why can't you even tell who the boss is...

Nan Ming also couldn't laugh or cry, none of the people he knew was normal, as if there were pits in their heads.

How do you think Zhang Qing's brain circuit is so long? Also betrayed the teacher...

Nan Ming was already considering whether to simply tie Zhang Qing to the operating table and perform a vivisection.

Zhang Qing himself was completely unaware of what trouble he had caused, and was still flirting there.

Liu Minzhong pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Nan Ming, this is actually a good opportunity, you should seize it."

In any case, Nan Ming is still a student.

Nan Ming made it clear that he prefers computers and information technology, and although Liu Minzhong complained about Professor Zhu all day long, in fact, he still cannot erase the fact that he is an outstanding scholar.

Although Professor Zhu's research is far from representing the international advanced level, it is domestically advanced.

"Oh..." Nan Ming sighed, "I want to grasp it, but I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

In Wenji, Nan Ming is the top academic master, but in Qingyang University, Nan Ming is not ranked at all. His competitors are very strong, and he has to work very hard to succeed.

Only Liu Minzhong and they regard him as a treasure. In other places, he really may not be so good.

"Nan Ming, you are too arrogant to belittle yourself." Liu Minzhong shook his head, everyone grew up in a different environment, and they are good at different things. Nan Ming thinks that others are stronger, and others may think that Nan Ming is stronger.

University is relatively fair. Although everyone is not on the same starting line, at least the difference is not too far.

"Junior brother, you are not a professional in this area." Zhang Qing looked like someone who had come here smugly, "The so-called assessment is nothing more than earning credits or grade points! It's simple!"

He snapped his fingers and explained in detail: "Generally speaking, when you first enter school, there are not many places where you can get credits, but it is not impossible. The first place where you can get credits is English. During this time, you should There will be an English test to test your real English proficiency. If you perform well, you can skip English 1 and 2 and take English 3 and 4 courses with sophomores. That’s ten credits. Then It is to participate in the school's competition. There are many internal competitions in the school. Although the first place in the school-level competition is only converted to 0.5 credits, the real difference lies in this fraction of a credit... Well, I will give you a little later. An exclusive secret book, guaranteed to let you pass smoothly, successfully break into the enemy's interior, learn skills from the teacher, and finally betray the teacher..."

But with a slap, Zhang Qing, who was eloquent, was slapped on the forehead by Liu Minzhong: "Shut up!"

At noon, Nan Ming was blowing on the air-conditioning in his office and was sound asleep when he was suddenly woken up by a phone call.

A female voice came from the phone: "Hello? Nan Ming? Is it Nan Ming's classmate?"

"Ah, senior sister!" Nan Ming immediately recognized the voice, it was the senior sister Song Shuqi from the medical school.

Most of the anger that was awakened just now dissipated.

(I suddenly thought of a question... I have been in college for so long, who washed Nan Ming's clothes for him...)