Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 1358 - 661: The Academic Mudslide_2

Chapter 1358: Chapter 661: The Academic Mudslide_2

Of course, Yan Fei had reasons to be angry. For those few articles, he felt he had also worked hard, staying up late killing and dissecting dinosaurs, and afterward, he still had to haul those dinosaur carcasses out to the wilderness—just think, a heart alone weighing five hundred catties, how long would it take to eat it all? And the surplus meat that couldn’t be eaten didn’t need refrigeration, but could only be thrown out to benefit the luckier dinosaurs with an extra meal.

"Isn’t it the same thing," Liu JinXue said, ignoring Boss Yan’s anger, "don’t you have a clue in your own heart?"

Others write an article about ancient creatures, not knowing how long they have to traverse mountains and brave the elements, digging up those dinosaur fossils. Then, after countless days and nights, they search for various pieces of evidence and gather numerous experts to reason and prove it together, finally producing one single article—you churn out more than a dozen in two days, and you’re still not pleased?

Of course, Liu JinXue didn’t realize that when it came to whether it was the same thing or not, Boss Yan also felt quite hurt: "All the articles I’ve published foster the study of ancient biology; it’s only that there aren’t enough fossils to prove it at present. To get published in some respectable journals, I still rely on sponsorship, which is even more unjust than snow in June."

Unfortunately, although he felt wronged, there was no way to discriminate about this problem.

Seeing Yan Fei silent, Liu JinXue also felt he might have gone a bit too far, after all. Although this boss was "obsessed" with publishing articles, suspected of fishing for compliments, his investment in scientific research was tireless, and that was true.

As soon as Liu JinXue thought of this, he felt he shouldn’t dampen the boss’s enthusiasm. So seeing Yan Fei silent, he actually felt a bit embarrassed: "Well, I think these articles are also quite good, although there isn’t much substantial evidence now... If you really want to publish them, I suggest submitting them to some more formal journals. It would be best to choose ones that not only have a domestic serial number but also an international one... If in the future it turns out that the views expressed in these papers are correct, it would definitely greatly enhance your reputation!"

These last few sentences were very difficult for Liu JinXue to say. He really wasn’t someone who knew how to comfort others, and for him to say such things against his conscience was not easy—yes, Liu JinXue felt that these words were against his own conscience.

In his opinion, all these items that his own boss fabricated behind closed doors, although plausible and seemingly serious, only demonstrated one thing: Boss Yan’s imagination was quite rich!

If he knew that Boss Yan’s articles were aimed at ’being discovered in the future for having the correct viewpoint,’ he would probably feel that the world was unreal again.

Hearing Liu JinXue change his tone, Yan Fei took the opportunity to ask, "Then do you know which magazines in our province would be suitable? Preferably prestigious and formal ones."

There was no need to ask for the serial numbers; Senior Brother Liu knew them well enough.

"There are quite a few such magazines, state-operated magazines at the province-level, basically all can secure an international serial number," Liu JinXue explained, then couldn’t help adding another sentence. "I see these articles, and you write them quite substantially, that’s why I’m giving you this advice. Those magazines where you previously published... Right, I’m just giving a suggestion, if someone needs to go, I’m not going..."

Those magazines where articles were published before really were somewhat subpar, but was there a need to say it out loud?

An honest person talks, and it’s just so easy to make it...sound unpleasant. This made Boss Yan unable to resist responding, "You’re so familiar with all this, aren’t you the most suitable to go? What’s the problem, is it beneath you?"

Seeing Liu JinXue assume a tacit acceptance, Yan Fei was straightforward: "I don’t care, I’m leaving this to you. When school starts, you’ll come with me, I’ll prepare some red envelopes for you, you help me sort this out... As long as you handle this well, how you want to experiment in the lab later is up to you, I promise not to interfere."

Liu JinXue was ready to object at the first part of the sentence, but upon hearing the last part, he hesitated.

Having a full-fledged lab for him to tinker with was indeed a huge temptation for a researcher. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that Boss Yan’s lab, though it had only one serious researcher till now, was equipped with a complete set of second-hand devices, and was better than the conditions of the lab where Liu JinXue had previously worked.

"Really?" After hesitating for a long time, Liu JinXue asked in return.

Yan Fei knew he was tempted without giving it a thought, "Of course it’s true. Whatever you want to research, you research, even if you dismantle the equipment and sell it, I won’t care. It all comes down to one sentence, you say it!"

"Word of honor?" Liu JinXue felt that making this decision was too big a sacrifice for him and needed to confirm again.

"Absolutely certain." Yan Fei gave him confidence; after all, there were spare pieces of equipment. Even if he actually dismantled and sold them, they could just replenish them. Not to put it bluntly, he would be glad if Old Liu sold a few sets of equipment so he could keep dragging him down.

"Alright, I’m in!" Liu JinXue clenched his teeth with a face ready to make a noble sacrifice. "I know two deputy editors, they usually aren’t very clean. Just give them money, and this can be done almost flawlessly."

"Think of a few more people. I have so many manuscripts; it would be best to publish several at once." Yan Fei was a bit greedy for more.

"You think everyone is like you, anything goes if you have money!" Liu JinXue couldn’t help but despise him again. After his contempt, he sighed deeply, his face full of despondence. "Back when I was in the lab, I always thought I was the pure stream in academia, not stooping to mingle with the likes of some. I didn’t expect to come here and see myself turning into a murky stream!"

"Still talking about pure and murky streams?" Yan Fei wasn’t demanding; finding a few cracked eggs would make him quite content. He felt very comfortable at the moment and spoke a bit more. "Ever heard the saying, regardless if it’s a black cat or a white cat, a cat that catches mice is a good cat. By the time there’s evidence to prove my point, it means I’ve contributed to scientific research, who cares how my papers are published? Is your so-called clean or murky stream useful? Isn’t there also a mudslide?"

Because he was about to become a "murky stream," Liu JinXue’s mood was completely opposite to Boss Yan’s, and he couldn’t be bothered to talk too much: "I’d rather none of these papers have a correct view than to let you infiltrate academia; then, you would be academia’s mudslide. I can’t even dare to imagine what academia will become with people like you!"

Without waiting for Yan Fei to retort, he pulled out his work plan: "Here is my work schedule for the near future..."

He had just begun speaking when he suddenly retracted: "Never mind, no need to show you. Since you said, once you handle this matter, I can do whatever I want afterward. Remember, a promise is a promise!"

Watching him leave in a state as bleak as "decrepit willows and cold rivers," Yan Fei felt a bit unscrupulous but immediately consoled himself, saying he was helping this naive Senior Brother Liu to see the reality sooner.

Haven’t you heard the saying, ’clear waters have no fish’? Besides, whether it’s a pure or murky stream, can it be as powerful as a mudslide?

After comforting himself, the academic mudslide Boss Yan picked up the phone, expertly dialed a number, and waited to hear that familiar, pleasant voice. He lowered his voice, "Why don’t you rush to answer the phone when I call your home? All relatives have left; shouldn’t you hurry over? What are you doing at home?"

The call was, of course, to Xu Xiaoyan. Now that the papers were almost ready and he had some free time, it was naturally time to have fun with his wife!

"You’re the one to talk!" Unexpectantly, Xu Xiaoyan was also full of grievances on the other end of the phone. "Isn’t it because you had my dad go to your construction site? Now, he walks with his head held high, not watching where he’s going. Ever since the New Year, our home hasn’t had a moment of peace, and my dad insists I stay home more to give him face. Whenever someone comes over, he drags me to chat; I can’t even escape. What can I do?"

"Okay, okay, don’t be mad!" Yan Fei quickly soothed her. "I’ll arrange for the work to start soon, and your dad can come to the site as a foreman. Once he’s here, you can come over too. Hurry up! I’m telling you, I found a software that allows us to chat with text if you don’t want to make calls while you’re at school... we can still chat through text..."