Chapter 790 Establishment of Bursaries
Liu Jianjun was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Brother Minghua, do you still remember the first time we met?"
"Why don't you remember? It happened eighteen years ago." Fang Minghua also laughed.
At that time, Fang Minghua had just traveled to this era, and he was still guarding the gate of Yanhe magazine. Liu Jianjun, who was still a student at NPU at the time, took a poem he had written and forced himself into the magazine to see the editor-in-chief. Fang Minghua stopped him and said One of his own poems made him come back despite the difficulties.
“At that time, we college students, whether we were studying literature or science, almost all had the same belief: study hard and revitalize China! Because we were delayed for a whole decade and fell far behind developed countries in Europe and the United States, and we urgently needed to catch up. Even though Many of the poems written by the poet are full of worry, such as Bei Dao's "Answer" and Shu Ting's "My Motherland", which inspire everyone to work hard."
"More than ten years have passed, and the country has become richer and stronger, but European and American countries are also developing rapidly. In May this year, you also know about the incident in which the United States bombed our embassy in Yugoslavia, right? We international students were angry when we heard the news. In one word, It’s still not strong enough.”
"So you have to go back." Fang Minghua picked up the beer glass and touched it with him and said.
Liu Jianjun nodded.
"Of course, it is no longer popular to say these words, but I have not forgotten it. Besides, I am sent by the government. It would be unreasonable if I don't go back after spending the country's money. My father is a farmer and has never seen much of the world, but he often Tell me that you should repay kindness. That’s the truth. ”
"Your dad is very powerful, and he has raised such a good son like you. Come and give your dad a toast!" Fang Minghua picked up the beer glass again, and the two of them clinked it and drank it down.
"There is also good news." Liu Jianjun looked excited and said in a low voice:
"Not long ago, Director Zhang of our institute called me and said that the country is preparing to start the research and development of early warning aircraft, which will be undertaken by AVIC Group One and China Electronics Technology, including XAC, Qinfei, Xidian, Nanjing China Electronics Technology 14th Institute and other units , including our 618th Institute. Director Zhang said that after I return, I will immediately participate in the research and development of this scientific research project as the backbone of our institute!”
"That's a good thing. Congratulations. I wish you an early success in research and development!" Fang Minghua said with a smile.
"Hehe. What I have learned over the past few years will be put to use immediately." Liu Jianjun was also very happy.
"Hey, Jianjun, why did your friend, Wu Haitao, say something a little extreme just now?" Fang Minghua asked, remembering the boy just now.
"He talks like that, but he is a nice person." Liu Jianjun defended his friend: "I also got a little stimulation when I was studying in China."
"What excitement?"
"He went to Tsinghua University, a bachelor's and master's degree program, and his academic performance was very good. He said that the school originally recommended him to go to the University of California, Berkeley to study for a Ph.D. at a public expense, but the place was squeezed. One person's academic performance was not as good as his, and a certain The professor's child was studying for a Ph.D. at public expense. In anger, he applied to study at Stanford University. Of course the school wanted him based on his grades at Tsinghua University, but it was at his own expense."
"His hometown is in Sichuan Province. The conditions of an ordinary working-class family are very average. I heard that the family spent almost everything they could to support his education, and even borrowed money from relatives and friends. He managed to finish his Ph.D. in school with scholarships and work-study studies. Don't mention it. I also sponsored him.”
"So, he wants to stay in the United States wholeheartedly?" Fang Minghua asked. "Yes, what can he do if he just earns some money when he returns to China? I'm sorry for the sacrifices made by the family over the years - the family owes a lot of debts for him to repay. He also has a younger brother and has reached the age of marriage. Why doesn't he make money? Do it?”
"Yes, I understand." Fang Minghua nodded.
"So I am relatively lucky. I study for a Ph.D. at public expense, and Mingli is also very supportive. And you, my uncle, have given me so much support, allowing me to live a life without worries about food and clothing, and just study and do experiments all day long. We are all so envious, haha." Liu Jianjun laughed.
"Yes, you should work hard after you go back, so that you and Mingli can still live without worries!" Fang Minghua said, and suddenly the conversation changed: "Jianjun, are there many students like you who come to Stanford to study in mainland China?"
"Not much." Liu Jianjun shook his head:
"Our school has an overseas student association, about 80 to 90 of them. Stanford is considered a top university in the United States, and it's not easy to get in. It's about half and half between public funding and self-funding. In addition, in recent years, the country has tightened the number of publicly funded study abroad places, and self-funded students will become more and more popular in the future. Come more and more, it’s not easy to study abroad anyway.”
"I have an idea. I want to set up a foundation in your school to specifically support master's and doctoral students from China who come to study abroad. Of course, if their families are in difficulty, each person will be supported with funding ranging from 4,000 to 6,000 US dollars per year. This is mine. Initial thoughts, what do you think?" Fang Minghua said.
"Okay, to tell you the truth, Stanford graduate students have several scholarships and grants, such as Fellowship/Scholarship and Assistantship, etc., but these are not accessible to everyone, and some are only for domestic students in the United States, like us. If you set up scholarships, international students will definitely welcome them, especially those who are self-funded, this will solve a big problem for them!" Liu Jianjun said.
"Okay, I'll talk to you and the relevant personnel of your school about this matter." Fang Minghua replied and asked again:
"I wonder if there is any financial support in China for you students who return to China? Many of you gave up your high salary and returned to China. You should be supported and encouraged!"
Liu Jianjun thought for a moment and replied: "I heard that last year the Ministry of Education implemented a project called the "Chunhui Plan", which mainly allocated special funds by the Ministry of Education to support students studying abroad to return to China for short-term work."
"As for those of us who return directly to China, we still have certain care in terms of salary, benefits, job titles, and housing assignments. For example, when I go back, even as a senior engineer, my salary is two levels higher than others. Of course, the treatment is different in each unit."
"Two levels higher, you said less than 4,000 yuan, what's enough?" I saw Fang Minghua wave his hand: "I am going to set up a fund in China, and each of the international students who return to work and start a business will give 200,000 yuan—— 500,000 yuan can be spent by yourself whether you start a business or settle down! "
"Specially for our school?"
"No, no, foreign universities, such as MIT, Cambridge, Oxford, etc., are of course world-class universities, not Pheasant University or even ordinary universities. As for the specific list, we will study it slowly."
Oh my god
Liu Jianjun was stunned.
Even if it is a world-class prestigious school, there must be dozens of them, right? There are at least a hundred international students returning from these schools every year!
How much will it cost this year? !
Seeing Liu Jianjun's astonished eyes, Fang Minghua smiled mysteriously: "Jianjun, I'm very rich, why do you need so much money? You won't take it with you in life or death, leaving Lele Ruirui and the others to lose their fortune? It's better to spend it until it's useful." A great place! I think it’s worth the money!”
"Brother, I really admire you! Let me toast you!" Liu Jianjun picked up the wine glass.
"Haha, do it!"
(End of chapter)