I am devoted to scientific research, but you want to trick me into having a love relationship?

Chapter 620 It's time to consider talent reserves.
The living room of a villa in Xishan No. 1 Courtyard.

President Song recounted the details of today's negotiations with the EU, his slender fingers occasionally brushing against Xu Qingzhou's neck, touching his Adam's apple, and then tapping his chest.

Xu Qingzhou's eyes darkened, his expression strange. It wasn't because of some of the EU's outrageous demands—after all, he had long seen through the hypocrisy of some foreigners—but because he realized that this girl was on a one-way street to becoming a lecherous woman.

When the two of them are together, she's even more likely to get physical with him than he is.

Song Yao's action was completely subconscious; she didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She continued talking about today's negotiations, wrinkling her nose, "They actually want us to disclose the core technical parameters so that we can meet the EU's 'battery passport' requirements."

Song Yao replied with just three words, "Impossible," essentially saying, "Take it or leave it."

Anyway, they have a technological advantage.

The "battery passport" is a crucial element in the competition for discourse power; it involves disclosing the technical parameters of each component of a battery and incorporating them into the international standards system led by Europe.

The EU's message is clear: your batteries are fine, but they still need to meet our standards.

"President Song is so domineering."

Seeing that the water had gotten cold, Xu Qingzhou took a towel and scooped her feet out.

The EU will inevitably take the initiative to negotiate, but its goal is not simply cooperation. Rather, it is to weaken their competitive advantage through technology acquisition, standards suppression, and market access binding.

Xu Qingzhou wasn't worried that Zero Point Technology would suffer losses.

Not to mention that Song Yao herself is incredibly shrewd, they also have official backing. They have been struggling against Europe and America for decades despite their technological disadvantages, so they are very experienced. Moreover, they have the upper hand this time.

"I have been studying Microsoft's patent strategy recently and plan to apply for PCT patents in target markets such as Europe, the United States, Japan and South Korea. I aim to complete the layout of 20 international patents by 2021 and build a technological barrier."

Seeing Xu Qingzhou return after pouring water, Song Yao came over to tell him about the next steps of the plan.

However, Xu Qingzhou suspected that this girl was just making excuses to touch him and, incidentally, talk about the research institute.

"Yes, it's time to build our own patent barriers. It's already November, shouldn't we set up a postdoctoral research station?"

Xu Qingzhou pressed down on Song Yao's hand that was groping his body: "We can cooperate with Peking University and Tsinghua University to cultivate some of our own talents."

Now that the research institute is operating smoothly, it's time to consider talent reserves.

The Kyoto Institute for Materials Science is fully qualified to apply for the establishment of a postdoctoral research station.

Establishing a separate doctoral research station would take a long time, but given the level of the Institute of Materials Science, it shouldn't be a problem to go through a fast track.

"Talent reserves are our weakness. We should prepare for this sooner rather than later. People who don't know better might think I'm going to do something to you." Song Yao pouted.

What's wrong with touching her? This guy used to love touching her.

"Teacher Song, you're getting more and more of a rogue."

"Tch! As if anyone wants to touch you."

Song Yao leaned against Xu Qingzhou, feeling the warmth of his chest through his sweater. Her heart warmed, and she closed her eyes as she said, "Thank you, Professor Xu."

It feels so good to come home after a long day and be taken care of; it makes happiness tangible.

Xu Qingzhou lowered his head, his white shirt unbuttoned, revealing glimpses of his skin.

Song, the school beauty, is indeed capable.

Although she can't compare to exceptionally talented girls, she's at least far better than she was a few years ago.

Xu Qingzhou was somewhat distracted: "I prefer a practical action to a verbal thank you."

"What practical actions are you planning?"

Song Yao gently lifted Xu Qingzhou's chin and asked with a smile.

"For example~"

Xu Qingzhou paused for a moment, then put his arm around the girl's slender waist and tightened his grip slightly.

Creak~
When they looked again, Song Yao had already been flipped over and pinned to the sofa by Xu Qingzhou.

Song Yao realized she was in trouble; she shouldn't have provoked this pervert. She struggled a few times, but she was no match for Xu Qingzhou.

"Professor Xu, I'm so tired today~" Song Yao said in a pitiful voice.

Hard ones are not enough, only soft ones.

"Call husband."

"Husband~"

"continue."

"Honey, I'm so tired~ Waaah~"

Song Yao's eyes widened, and all her complaints about Xu Qingzhou's unpredictable behavior were choked back.

The next day.

It rained lightly last night, and the air was chilly. Song Yao woke up at 7 a.m. and snuggled in Xu Qingzhou's arms, not wanting to move. It was especially comfortable like this when the weather was cold.

After lingering in bed for half an hour, she decided to get up and read for a while. She had originally planned to write some papers last night, but this guy had ruined her plans.

"It's all your fault." Song Yao playfully pinched Xu Qingzhou's cheek.

But soon, her body stiffened, and she dared not move. The two were pressed together, and she could clearly feel Xu Qingzhou's every move.

This guy thinks about doing bad things even when he's asleep!

Song Yao gritted her teeth, but didn't play with fire like she did last night. She groped her way out of bed, knowing from experience that she couldn't stay any longer.

After washing up, she went into the study to work on her research project.

This study investigates the cognitive bias correction mechanism in corporate venture capital decisions under the background of digital transformation.

These days, she has intermittently completed the problem definition and literature review, and entered the second stage of constructing the theoretical framework.

"Design risk hedging strategies by combining the COSO-ERM risk management framework with the digital transformation maturity model."

Song Yao quickly got into the zone, continuing her thoughts from the previous few days, and pointed with her pen: "We need to select at least four typical companies for in-depth analysis, extract universal patterns through comparative analysis, and at the same time retain the industry-specific logic."

In mid-November, there were only six months left until I graduated with my doctorate.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.

Xu Qingzhou has been a professor for several years now, and she still hasn't graduated with her doctorate.

But Xu Qingzhou is a monster; they can't be compared.

"It will take one and a half months to decompose the path of cognitive bias, another two months to design the correction mechanism model, and a lot of time to verify the theoretical framework and evaluate the system."

After briefly expressing her disdain for Xu Qingzhou, Song Yao once again immersed herself in a brainstorming session.

Time passes little by little.

The head popping out of the doorway brought Song Yao back to reality from her research.

"I'm making breakfast today."

Seeing that Song Yao was about to get up, Xu Qingzhou said.

Song Yao said "Oh" and continued her research on the COSO-ERM risk management framework.

The sound of washing up came from the hallway a few minutes later.

Xu Qingzhou glanced into the study, then slipped on his slippers and went downstairs. Song Yao would be a bit busy these few days, so he would just need to take care of the logistics.

Xu Qingzhou hummed a little tune as she made breakfast for the two of them in the kitchen, while Er Miao squatted at the kitchen door, eagerly waiting.

At 8 a.m., a simple sandwich, fried egg, and milk were served on the Xu family's dining table.

"Teacher Song, come down for lunch."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)