Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System

After some pleasantries, the conversation finally got on track.

Director Yu picked up the teacup on the table and slowly opened his mouth, "Qi boy, tell us your thoughts."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun sat up straight and earnestly said, "First of all, I personally am very willing to donate the Qingnang Book to the country. After all, only when the country is strong can we nationals stand tall, including the last time I donated the meteorite..."

He spoke with genuine sincerity, rambling on for four to five minutes with empty words, leaving Director Yu and Wei Xueming with peculiar expressions.

Just as he was about to mention donations to flood relief, Director Yu couldn't hold back anymore.

With a light cough, he interrupted, "Qi Yun, I know you're a person with a great sense of duty, your sincere heart for the country is as clear as day and night. Now let's talk directly about your specific requests."

Qi Yun was taken aback, feigning innocence, "Requests? I'm doing this purely out of patriotism, how can I make demands of the country."

Director Yu's face became even more peculiar. If he hadn't already discussed with Wei Xueming and known this guy was quite shrewd, he might have almost believed it.

This slippery fellow clearly wanted him to speak first.

He gave him a meaningful look and pondered, "I know your patriotic heart, but the country won't take your things for free."

"Our Chinese Academy of Sciences is willing to offer five million as a reward for your donation of the Qingnang Book, what do you think?"

Qi Yun quickly shook his head after hearing this, "Director Yu, I'm really not someone who cares much about money..."

Director Yu inwardly cursed at this kid's large appetite, then paused and spoke again, "I can decide to allocate another one million from our Medical Department's budget, totaling six million."

"Director Yu, you really misunderstood me, the last time I donated the meteorite to the museum, all departments were financially tight, I..."

Director Yu's face turned green when he heard this guy start again: "Don't push it too far, kid. Although our Chinese Academy of Sciences has ample funding, all scientific research projects are also expensive, and squeezing out six million has already pushed it to the limit."

Beside them, Wei Xueming also lightly coughed, glanced at Qi Yun, and interjected, "Qi boy, what Director Yu said is true. We know the Qingnang Book is invaluable and can't be measured by money, but this is also a kind of reward from the country for your contribution. You should agree."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun also glanced at him, furrowing his brow with an expression as if he wanted to speak but hesitated.

Wei Xueming smiled and continued, "If you have any other requests you can mention them all at once. As long as it doesn't violate principles, Director Yu will certainly try to meet your demands."

Director Yu was initially stunned upon hearing this, but he quickly caught on, turning to glance at Wei Xueming, thinking, are you two putting on a double act for me?

Wei Xueming pretended not to notice, maintaining an air of composure.

"Since Old Wei has spoken, I won't hide it anymore. I do have a small wish."

Director Yu put down the teacup, crossed his legs, and said in a deep voice, "Go ahead, if it's within a feasible range, we can try to accommodate you."

"I have a friend who's a Municipal Committee member. Every time we dine together, they like to put on airs with me." After Qi Yun finished, he awkwardly laughed and then lowered his head, examining the watch on his wrist.

This was the condition he came up with after much thought, for at least a bit more security.

Director Yu and Wei Xueming were both taken aback upon hearing this, looking at each other in disbelief.

Seeing that Director Yu didn't respond immediately, Wei Xueming picked up his teacup and said, "Old Yu, your department spearheading this shouldn't be too much of an issue, right? You previously praised this kid as a talent, entering the Municipal Committee isn't that much of a stretch."

Director Yu turned to look at him, then glanced at Qi Yun, and said dryly, "No other requests, right?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun felt a surge of joy, realizing it had succeeded, and quickly raised his head, waving his hands, "No, no, thank you for the country's reward."

Director Yu slightly nodded, a hint of helplessness on his face, "Qi boy, in light of your contributions to the country, we'll consider this matter."

"But you must understand, entering the Municipal Committee isn't a simple matter. It requires a series of assessments and reviews. We can only promise to provide some help and support; the final result will still be decided by the relevant departments."

Qi Yun naturally understood these words, nodding eagerly to show his understanding.

"Furthermore, regarding the six million, I'll arrange for someone to contact you tomorrow. If there's nothing else, you can leave now." Director Yu didn't want to see this guy any longer.

"Alright, then I won't disturb you two gentlemen any further." Qi Yun said as he stood up, pulling out his phone from his pocket, "Director Yu, could you leave your contact information? In case I have a chance to visit the Capital, I might pay you a visit."

Director Yu furrowed his brows slightly, showing a hint of hesitation on his face.

He was a bit annoyed by this kid now, but considering the contribution of donating the Qingnang Book, it wouldn't be appropriate to outright refuse. So he reluctantly gave him his private number.

Qi Yun hurriedly saved the number on his phone, his face filled with smiles, "Thank you, Director Yu."

Director Yu waved his hand slightly, saying, "Alright, you go back first. As for the donation matters of the Qingnang Book, I'll have someone notify you afterward; you just need to be prepared."

Qi Yun nodded, cupping his hands towards the two of them, "Farewell, sirs."

After he walked out and closed the door, Director Yu turned to look at Wei Xueming, saying with annoyance, "You old fox, so you weren't on my side."