You are a black technology boss, you didn't say it sooner!

On February 2020, 2, the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, Miaofeng Mountain Sanatorium in B City.

It was evening, the sky was already dark, and the red clouds spread from the top of the mountain to below the horizon.At the end of the road, a gun-gray Aston Martin emerged from the clouds.

The car stopped in front of the half-open retractable door, flashed the high beam twice, and woke up the guard who was lying in the guard booth playing with his mobile phone.

The guard looked up in confusion, then jumped three feet high, and immediately dialed a number, "Dean, he's here!"

The electric retractable door opened in a hurry, and the doorman nodded and bent over to the window.Even though the windows were closed, he couldn't see what it was like inside, and the people in the car certainly couldn't hear him, but he dutifully led the other party to the parking space that had been prepared long ago.

"You go this way."

Not long after, the headlights went out, the door opened, and a tall and thin young man got out from inside.

The doorman had never seen a sports car before, and he was still in a daze. Didn't he say that the doors of sports cars all open upwards?

The young man looked at him and said hello, "Hi, sir, today is a good day."

"Hello, hello, it's a great honor to meet you for the first time. The dean and the others are here right now, and I'll take you forward first." The doorman said in a thick Beijing accent, with a little embarrassment.

The young man followed behind him, talking nonchalantly, "Your Miaofeng Mountain Sanatorium is a little different from what I thought."

"Haha, the environment here is really good. The air is much fresher than in the city. You, a young man like you, rarely see the suburban environment."

"It's a lot more broken than I thought, and it's also smaller. It's called Miaofeng Mountain, but it turns out it's on a small slope."

Uncle doorman: "..."

As he spoke, he walked to the building facing the gate, and a group of people in white coats came out of the gate.

The old man at the head is Professor Dai Kangshi, the current dean of Miaofengshan Sanatorium and doctoral supervisor of Peking University Health Science Center.

"Young Master Lou, I have admired your name for a long time." The old professor's words were quite polite.

The two shook hands politely, and the young man heard the group of people in white coats talking behind him.

"Is he Lou Qingyan?"

"He's too skinny. It's said that he took|drugged abroad. It can't be true..."

"The real one is a little handsome."

Lou Qingyan's hearing is so good that Professor Dai didn't even listen to the real words. He scored well, and found out the speakers one by one, and glanced at them one by one.

The scene gradually quieted down...

Professor Dai Kangshi was ignorant of the discussion behind him, and was still looking at Lou Qingyan.

——The most famous playboy in China.

There are many gossip about Lou Qingyan, it should be said that he himself is a collection of gossip.

He is the only son of the richest man in China, the kind of person who grew up with money, a serious social media enthusiast, and the number one Internet celebrity on the entire platform. He does nothing but eat, drink and have fun every day. Dad dug out too many talents, and became a rookie in Huaguo's science and technology enterprises.

Just such a guy waiting to die, is actually the heir to a Fortune 500 company.

God is really blind.

The most outrageous thing is that he may not be the "heir" anytime soon.

His father had a car accident a few days ago and was paralyzed, which caused the stock price of Yuanhui Group to fluctuate a lot.Major media published articles analyzing that the quadriplegic Lou Dayuan was unable to continue to take the helm of Yuanhui. Yuanhui Group lost its powerful leader and faced the embarrassing situation of everyone competing for food. If it wants to maintain the nature of a "family business", it must Cultivate heirs before being dispersed.

In other words, Lou Qingyan, who is only 23 years old, will soon become the new owner of Yuanhui Group.Regardless of whether he is capable enough to control this behemoth, his identity is beyond doubt.

The worst result is nothing more than that he can't hold on to his rights and is taken over by others. The ownership and management rights of the group are completely separated, and he no longer has the glory of a "family business", but the shares are still in the hands of their father and son.After such a calculation, the power seizer turned into a wage earner for him.

Again, God is really blind.

Lou Qingyan is tall, 1.8 meters five, and also very thin.The skin is extremely white, white to reflective.His facial features are very good, but he is so thin that he looks sick.

Dai Kangshi looked away calmly, and said with a smile: "Mr. Lou, we are a group of scientific researchers who are not good at talking. Please be considerate of the place where the hospitality is not good. How about it, I will take you to visit the experiment first. room?"

Lou Qingyan smiled, "No need, just find a place to have a meeting."

"Huh? You don't..."

"This nursing home looks dilapidated, does it make a difference if you look at it or not? Don't worry, I have ordered the most advanced equipment from abroad, and I will install it for you when the time comes, and replace the shotgun with a cannon."

"..." Professor Dai laughed angrily.

"Okay, you come here." Even the honorifics were used.

A group of white coats did not follow, Professor Dai only ordered a few, and the rest dispersed separately, what to do.

"I heard that Lou Dayuan is paralyzed, did Lou Qingyan come here for this? Well, it seems reasonable to buy a nursing home directly for the sake of father's self-cultivation."

"Look at our broken bricks and tiles, it can't be done. Why didn't he buy Xiaotangshan Sanatorium? Didn't he buy Fenghuangling Sanatorium?"

"Don't guess, he came to buy Professor Dai's laboratory. It has spread among the students. I heard that he still has a project for Professor Dai, and it is estimated that he will give it to the students..."

On the other side, a group of people sat down in the conference room.

"Mr. Lou, let me introduce you first. These are the core members of the research institute. These are my old students. They have been following me since graduation... This is..."

Lou Qingyan threw the handbag on the table, took out a cowhide file bag from it, and took out a USB flash drive. He was tinkering with the computer, listening to Dai Kangshi's words without even raising his head.

"The old professor took one son at a time, it's too frustrating for me, just call me Xiaolou."

"Haha, let me call you Mr. Xiaolou. Then let's get down to business?"

"Click." There was a crisp key-press sound.

On the curtain behind Lou Qingyan, a clear image of the computer desktop was projected.

He was crooked in the boss chair, with one arm resting casually on the armrest, the other arm resting on the table, with his legs crossed, looking rather unscrupulous.However, he was finally willing to lift his head and glanced at everyone present.

"Everyone understands that I came here today to acquire Professor Dai's Miaofengshan Biomedical Research Institute."

"Since 17, Beijing Industry and Commerce has canceled the application and approval of research institutes, that is to say, private establishment of research institutes is not allowed. So in the past two years, the acquisition of private enterprise research institutes has been quite popular. As far as I know, Miaofengshan Bian is very hot, and many people have asked about the price, but Professor Dai didn’t make a move.”

"Why, I'm the lucky one. You can just ask me about this matter?"

"Is my price too high, or is Professor Dai afraid of my father's status?"

A group of people in white coats looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that this is some kind of fantasy beginning, this guy is too good at chatting, is he talking in human language?

Dai Kangshi showed self-restraint, and said: "Since Xiaolou always comes to discuss acquisitions, why don't we talk about the details of the acquisition."

Lou Qingyan continued to talk to himself: "From all indications, Professor Dai attaches great importance to this research institute. Miaofengshan Research Institute has always been losing money, and it has been losing money for a few years after its establishment. SCI papers are just papers."

"Obviously, you have expected such a result a long time ago, and you have even made preparations. When the research institute was established, the Miaofeng Mountain Sanatorium was also established. Over the years, it was the income from the sanitarium that supported the research institute. It started your academic life. Could it be that now that the sanatorium is no longer making money and can’t survive, you want to buy the research institute?”

"It shouldn't be. The aging of the whole society is getting worse, and there are more and more strange diseases. Nursing homes are a hot investment project in the future. How can it not make money?"

Dai Kangshi couldn't take it anymore.

"Mr. Lou, today we're just talking about acquisitions, otherwise we don't welcome you here..."

"I'm not here to discuss acquisitions." Lou Qingyan said.

Dai Kangshi stared, but also couldn't understand how a good cooperation could make it look like kidnapping.

Lou Qingyan laughed instead, and changed his posture, tilting from one side of the chair to the other, still crossing his legs.

"Professor Dai, the acquisition is just an acquisition, it's just a sale. I can offer a higher price than others at any time. I don't believe that I won't be able to buy this research institute, so is there a need to talk?"

"I want to talk to you, Dream."

Professor Dai: "..."

He was really convinced, and he was not angry anymore. This person is purely a schizophrenia, and he listened to the other party's words honestly, and then he should deal quickly, and then he fell down when he was done.

Unexpectedly, Lou Qingyan stopped talking.

He tapped the computer twice and put a ppt file on the big screen.

Conception of an Artificial Nervous System and Related Clinical Research Design

As soon as the name came out, everyone frowned.

Artificial nerves have always been a proposition in the medical field. The more general term is called "neural prosthesis", which is the core concept of neuroengineering.Cochlear implants are the most mature results in this field.

There are many kinds of neural prostheses, and the most popular concept model now consists of an invasive brain-computer interface and an action module.The brain-computer interface is implanted in the brain to recognize neuron activity and translate human brain instructions.The action module compiles instructions into machine code to manipulate mechanical devices; or into neural electrical signals to simulate sensation and movement.

This technology has also been realized, but it is still immature to the extent that the robotic arm can be stretched.

In fact, neural engineering is an interdisciplinary subject that has only emerged in the past two years, and it is very immature, especially for neural prostheses.

As for the so-called "artificial nervous system", it is too cutting-edge, too high-end, and too difficult.It is an extremely arrogant, extremely ambitious statement.

Lou Qingyan said: "Professor Dai, everyone, don't be too busy laughing, let's take a look at the content of this paper first."

As he spoke, he took out several papers from the brown paper bag and distributed them.Given that the thesis is a thick book, it will definitely not be finished in a while, so he has already organized the content on the ppt.

In the next quarter of an hour, only Lou Qingyan's voice was explaining the ppt in the conference room, and the rest of the people fell into silence from surprise to shock to dumbfounded.

After the ppt was finished, the silence remained stagnant for a long time.

Lou Qingyan talked dryly, and found that there was not even a bottle of water on the table, so he slid away from the chair and went to the water dispenser to find a paper cup to catch water.

"Squeak", "Squeeze", "Google, gurgle",...

The only sounds in the room were the sounds of him sliding chairs, unpacking paper cups, and catching water.

"Gudongdong, ha."

After he finished drinking a large glass of water, Professor Dai finally spoke.

"I don't know, the author of this article is..."

"It says on the cover, Professor, you are confused."

Professor Dai smiled wryly, "I, I am, I'm dumbfounded...Xu Jiahui?! It's her thesis!"

The rest of the people were also taken aback, and turned to the cover of the paper one after another.

"It turned out to be this teacher, no wonder he was so shocking, er, so constructive."

"Is it the teacher who was selected as an academician at the age of 38? I heard that she died young when she was selected as an academician. This is a paper she has never published? If it is published... it is really... "

"I didn't expect Mr. Xu to have such research on neural engineering. This idea is too genius."

Professor Dai tossed and fiddled with the thick stack of papers, "Mr. Lou, don't mind if I ask a question. Why is this paper here with you?"

The latter spread his hands and asked an irrelevant question instead: "Do you know why Yuanhui Group is called Yuanhui Group?"

"what?"

"Lou Dayuan's Yuan, Xu Jiahui's Hui. Ms. Xu Jiahui is my mother."

"What!" Everyone was shocked, "Teacher Xu actually has a family? Husband or Lou Dayuan? Never heard of it!"

Lou Qingyan came back with a water glass in hand, took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair.He was wearing a light gray woolen coat with a loose wine red sweater inside. Once he took off his clothes, his whole temperament changed.The pale face was set off by the crimson clothes, and the tall and thin figure looked like a male star who had stepped off from TV.

"My father and my mother have lived apart all the year round and haven't announced it to the public. You don't know it's normal. The thesis was completed by my mother alone and has never been published. She thinks this article is still far from perfect, and I hope to have the conditions in the future. , establish a research project, and publish it after completion.”

Professor Dai said: "It's understandable. What you mean..."

"Professor, you should know about my father." Lou Qingyan said.

"I heard a little bit, and I'm sorry."

"On the first day of the Lunar New Year, a car accident, quadriplegia, extensive neuromuscular necrosis, this is the situation. He is very bad now, from his health status to his psychological status, if there is still a possibility to save him, it is only neuroprosthetic technology. "

Professor Dai was surprised: "You mean... do you really plan to use this paper, set up a research project, for the father's body?"

"Yes."

"However, you also know that this research is impractical, and the paper is just a paper. I admit that this paper makes some constructive points, and there are many eye-opening places, but... let's put it this way, you know How much money and time will it take to carry out such a project?"

Lou Qingyan asked back: "Money, am I short?"

Everyone: "..."

"As for the time, it is enough to see the results within my father's lifetime. Isn't this also possible?"

Lou Qingyan's purpose was already obvious. He not only wanted to buy the research institute, but also asked Professor Dai's project team to work for him.

Dai Kangshi still hesitated, "There are so many neural engineering laboratories in China, why don't you get in touch with a neural prosthesis project that is already under development?"

Lou Qingyan said: "Professor, my purpose is not to invest in projects, but to promote technology. No matter which neural prosthesis project is successful, I will be very happy, but among so many projects, there is no one from my mother. Now I put her In addition, there is one more possibility in this field, and does it also have a little more hope of success?"

"However, neuroengineering is an interdisciplinary field. My project team specializes in medicine. In terms of computers..."

"There are medical talents, but will there still be a shortage of computer talents?"

"I, I still need to think about it."

Lou Qingyan smiled, "You think about it, I'm not in a hurry. Why don't we talk about dreams."

"..." You asked me to think, then you should be quiet, "What dreams do adults talk about."

"Why can't adults talk about their dreams? As far as I know, Professor Dai, you are also a person with dreams, um, what do you think?"

"..."

Lou Qingyan stood up and walked slowly behind Professor Dai.

"Miaofengshan Biomedical Research Institute, although it is a private enterprise, its behavior is completely different from that of a private enterprise. Have you ever researched a topic with real value? Have you ever cooperated with others? I'm afraid you don't even know your annual financial report. I don't know."

"……"Shut up!

"You think the artificial nerve project is unrealistic, but why do I think that the consciousness field project of the Miaofengshan Research Institute is even more impractical? Professor Dai, I have read your consciousness field theory, and let me tell you that you are not only a biologist You are a medical scientist, and a great physicist in the world. You have condensed the subtlety of physics and biology into one theory. To be honest, I am amazed. But unfortunately, with the current laboratory level, it is not enough to support consciousness The study of field theory."

Dai Kang suddenly stood up.

"It turns out that Xiaolou is always an opponent of the field theory of consciousness. Since he disdains my point of view so much, why should he ask me to cooperate?"

"The professor misunderstood. I'm not opposed to the field theory of consciousness, but simply think that the existing conditions cannot prove it. Even for yourself, to prove this theory, academic reserves are far from enough."

Dai Kangshi was silent for a while. Although it was too straightforward, what the other party said was true.

"Mr. Xiaolou, do you want to consider publishing a book, the title of which is "How to Chat to Death"?"

"The prize is the prize." Lou Qingyan said very modestly, "Look, if you think about our project this way: to study neural prosthesis, it is necessary to study the mechanism of neuron activity, brain structure, and human brain instructions. You need to think about a series of questions , How to realize the human brain commanding the nerves? How to connect the artificial nerves to the central nervous system? In the later stage of the project, it is even necessary to redraw the brain neural map, let alone the interpretation and compilation of brain waves. "

"What did you say, the interpretation and compilation of brain waves?"

"Of course. I don't want the final result of the project to be a prosthesis implanted in the brain. What we are doing is not an invasive brain-computer interface. Others don't have the technology to accurately interpret brain waves, so they have to bother to drill into the brain to observe neuron activity. To tell you the truth, I have."

"Professor, think of it this way—to study the consciousness field, it is necessary to study brain waves; to study brain waves, it is necessary to study nerve signals, and then to study the nervous system. And all the research on the nervous system, how can it be compared to directly creating a brain wave?" ?”

"Stop talking." Professor Dai wiped his face, "Let's sign the contract."

"You see, we should have talked about dreams from the start."

Dai Kangshi's field theory of consciousness was criticized by many people as "ridiculous", but he himself has been persistently studying it.

Since the projects established at the school were unable to produce results, he did not want to delay the students' study, so he moved the project team to Miaofengshan, established the Miaofengshan Biomedical Research Institute, and established a nursing home at the same time to escort academic research.

Years of unremitting research brought him deeper and deeper despair.He finally admitted that the proposal of the field theory of consciousness, if not too advanced, can only be too absurd.As Lou Qingyan said: The current laboratory level is not enough to support the research of the consciousness field.

That's why he had the idea of ​​selling the research institute.

But a dream is a dream after all, it is there, it is always there, it is a spark that will never be extinguished, and it will burn all over the chest immediately when it is blown gently.

Lou Qingyan had already drawn up the contract.

Two contracts, one for acquisition and one for employment.

Dai Kangshi specially called a legal adviser to confirm that there was no problem with the contract, and then signed his name.

The contract was passed to Lou Qingyan, who was about to sign it when he was suddenly stopped by an exclamation.

"and many more!"

A white coat held a mobile phone and patted the table in disbelief.

"Wait, wait, Mr. Lou, don't sign it, read Weibo first!"

Lou Qingyan paused, put down the pen, picked up the phone, and the screen automatically turned on when it sensed the bump.

You don't even need to open Weibo, the pushed message is already displayed in the notification bar.

"Lou Dayuan's will was exposed, Lou Qingyan didn't get anything, and Yuanhui will be his illegitimate son."