Chapter 1105 Seven Inches

Gu Weimian glanced at the man calmly, "If there is a chance, there will be more opportunities to make him unbelievable.

Duan Qianchuan was stunned, then laughed.

"Then I will reject Mark?"

"What else? Do you want your company's core technology to be in the hands of a foreign team?"

It's not that we can't cooperate with teams from various countries.

It's just that something related to the lifeblood of the entire company needs the help of a foreign team to build it.

Once there is any problem, we need to ask a foreign team for help.

It's like a thorn in the throat.

It's like someone is holding my vital points.

Duan Qianchuan sighed,

"At the beginning, I also thought about this problem, but..."

It's just that I was disappointed with my country's technology too many times.

Gu Weimian's slightly hoarse voice was in my ears,

"People can be humble, but never feel inferior. All we need is time. ”

Self-humility is engraved in the bones of Chinese people. We will never be like foreigners who shout loudly after doing something and want the world to know about it.

All we do is quietly move forward.

We do have too many problems, but we will get better and better.

For decades, I don’t know how many Chinese people have worked silently in their jobs for a lifetime.

I don’t know how many scientific research predecessors have been ridiculed by the Western scientific research community in these decades.

I don’t know how many researchers who have made some achievements with great difficulty have been told that it is a pity to do this in China.

There is no money, even the research funds are stretched to the limit, not to mention their own income.

Looking at Foreign colleagues enjoy a rich life, and more importantly, enjoy the advanced technology that is blocked from China.

How did these researchers who stayed in China endure it?

What's more tragic is... there is no material.

But there is no spiritual comfort, no flowers or applause.

These stars are almost worshipped as gods.

Gu Weimian thought of his teacher, and then looked at Duan Qianchuan.

The original attachment and dependence in his heart faded a little.

Duan Qianchuan looked at Gu Weimian with a complicated emotion.

He felt that the more he understood Gu Weimian, the more shocked he was.

She always refreshed his cognition and brought him countless surprises.

"Sorry, I took it for granted."

He paused and said, "I wonder how much the cost of making this software is?"

Gu Weimian crossed his arms, "Why, you pay for it?"

Duan Qianchuan smiled slightly, "It should be. "

He said, taking out a check from his pocket and handing it to Gu Weiman.

Gu Weiman took it and just wanted to take a look at the number on it, but his hands were empty.

She frowned. Ning Quruo didn't know when he came over.

His face was dark and gloomy.

The man handed the check back to Duan Qianchuan and pulled Gu Weiman aside.

"Take it back! Don't show off this little money!"

He was just in a daze, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he found that Gu Weiman was gone.

When he found Gu Weiman again, he just saw Duan Qianchuan handing the check to Gu Weiman.

Duan Qianchuan was stunned.

The man had already pulled Gu Weiman and turned around.

Gu Weiman was so depressed.

"What are you doing!"

Behind him was Duan Qianchuan's deep and mellow voice, "I'll transfer it to your account."