Back To The Age Of The '80s

Li Zheng's head, which had been soaked in alcohol, moved with difficulty. They must be talking about Liang Zhe.

He cast his eyes on the man called Brother Huang, narrowed his eyes, and was immediately surprised.

Huang Youzhi?The famous real estate businessman of later generations is different from the real estate companies that spring up like mushrooms when the property market soars. Huang Youzhi’s Qisheng Commercial has always insisted on commercial real estate. His Qisheng Plaza once became a landmark building in the commercial center of some big cities.

Li Zheng's temples twitched. Was Liang Zhe the partner he was looking for?

Liang Zhe and Huang Youzhi?These two names are actually linked together, the world is really amazing.

Huang Youzhi and the young man behind him walked out of the toilet while talking. When they saw Li Zheng at the door of the toilet, they froze for a moment. Huang Youzhi asked tentatively, "Professor Li?"

Hearing someone calling him, Li Zheng raised his eyebrows subconsciously, and cast his unfocused eyes on the two people walking towards him. He still had the dead fish face on his face, without even a trace of expression.

"Yeah." Li Zheng hummed, agreeing.

Li Zheng didn't do it on purpose, it's just that the large amount of alcohol made his brain rusty, and even the "um" was subconscious.

In the eyes of others, this looks a little arrogant, for example, the young man next to Huang Youzhi showed a little bit of indignation on his face.

Huang Youzhi was not dissatisfied in the slightest, "Uncle Zhu Xin, I often hear your uncle mentioning you, and I have admired you for a long time." He stretched out his hand, wanting to shake Li Zheng's hand.

Zhu Xin?A fat middle-aged man like Maitreya appeared in Li Zheng's mind, Zhu Xin, Huang Youzhi?

He stared at Huang Youzhi's hand for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand.

The cold touch made his brain clear again for a moment, "Hello." He said with a smile.

This little episode did not leave too many traces in Li Zheng's mind. He continued to walk unsteadily to the bathroom, and vaguely heard the young man asking Huang Youzhi in a low voice.

"Professor Li? That man has a tender face. He looks like a college student. Why are you so afraid of him?"

"A college student? A college student wouldn't have his abilities! You know that the drug inspection order that has been making a lot of noise recently is the handiwork of this big guy. Do you think ordinary people can have this kind of courage and ability?"

"real or fake?"

"My uncle can lie."

The voice got farther and farther away, "Bump" Li Zheng bumped into the white tiles at the corner, "Well, it hurts."

Most of the people who participated in the celebration banquet this time were educated people, with an average age of almost 50 years old, so everyone did not stay long after eating, and came out of the box talking and laughing.

At this time, Li Zheng had already sobered up quite a bit, at least he recognized everything, but there was a red mark on his forehead.

Mr. Tian and the others asked him where the mark came from, and Li Zheng was silent for a long time, "Mosquito bites."

"Old Yang, the style is still the same as before. We will have another drink next time."

"No problem, as long as you treat me, I'll be there whenever you call." Old Yang said with a smile.

When Li Zheng and others walked out of the box, the door of another box was also opened.

"Mr. Liang, it's 08:30 now. I heard that this is the place where the nightlife in Xiangjiang begins. Although Huajing is not as good as Xiangjiang, the night scene in Yanjing Tower is also famous. You really don't want to stay and take a look." ?”

"No. He's staying." Liang Zhe said that he was one of Liang's inland deputy general managers, and was in charge of inland real estate projects.

Originally, because of Huajing's policy, the real estate industry in the mainland was really deserted.Therefore, Liang's vice president in charge of real estate has the lowest qualifications among the vice presidents.

Huang Youzhi's face froze, and he was naturally worried.But the situation is stronger than others. He understands his situation. He and Liang Zheming are partners on the face of it, but what else does he have besides his identity as a native-born red son and some connections he has accumulated in the past two years? ?

vision?The money is not in his pocket yet, who knows if he made the right move.

Now, whether it is funds or plans, it all comes from Mr. Xiangjiang Liang, who is just a frontman.

Liang Zhe patted Huang Youzhi on the shoulder, then ignored his reaction and strode forward. It was already 08:30, and he was not sure that he would be back at the hotel before nine o'clock.

"Mr. Liang?" Old Yang greeted Liang Zhe with a smile when he saw Liang Zhe coming towards him.

Naturally, Liang Zhe also saw Mr. Yang, oh no, to be precise, he saw Li Zheng next to Mr. Yang. He ignored everyone's surprised eyes and walked quickly to Li Zheng's side.

He stretched out his hand and touched Li Zheng's forehead, "Did you hit it?"

Li Zheng rubbed his temple helplessly, "Yes."

Liang Zhe sighed lightly, "I don't know how to be careful."

There were obviously no ambiguous words in the interaction between the two, but the people next to them couldn't hear it right.

But what was wrong, they couldn't tell.

"Everyone, let me take Li Zheng back, my car is right below." Liang Zhe said.

When everyone heard the words, they didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Although Li Zheng drank, if something happened to the two big men, they all nodded.

"Drinking?"

"not much."

"Not much, you smell like alcohol."

"You don't even smell yourself!"

"I only drank juice today."

"I do not believe!"

"If you don't believe me, you can hear it." Liang Zhe opened his mouth and leaned towards Li Zheng.

Li Zheng rolled his eyes at him and turned his head away.

"Bump." There was a sound of something falling to the ground.

Li Zheng and the two turned their heads and saw Zhu Xin and Huang Youzhi standing not far from them at some point looking at them in shock.

The four of them were silent for a moment. Li Zheng glanced at Zhu Xin, then grabbed Liang Zhe's hand with his backhand, "Editor Zhu, let me introduce you, my love."

Another moment of silence.

Zhu Xin took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart.

"Mr. Liang, right? I'm Zhu Xin." As expected of the editor-in-chief of Xinghua News Agency, after being shocked for a moment, he adjusted his mentality and reached out to say hello to Liang Zhe.

"Hello."

After greeting each other, the nephew and uncle watched Li Zheng and Li Zheng leave.

After a long time, Huang Youzhi spit out a sentence that is very familiar to young people in later generations, "Fuck".

**

"It's been 28 days, and there has been no response for a full 28 days. Old Lu, do you think our paper will be rejected? Do you know, the dean said that if my paper passes, I can directly apply to stay Principal, he approved it on the spot!"

Lu Keke glanced at Sun Bin who had been talking about it for a month, and silently moved his seat a step away from him, "Don't worry, the corresponding author is Professor Li."

Yes, the communication professor is Professor Li.

I don't know when, the name Li Zheng has also become a symbol in the biosphere.Just like James Watson, a paper with Watson as the corresponding author will not be easily dismissed by the journal even if it is written without knowing anything.

They will ask experts to study it carefully, and if they really do not meet the requirements of the journal, they will contact Mr. Watson to discuss the return.

And now, Professor Li Zheng of their ninth laboratory already has this privilege.

The corresponding author of their paper is Li Zheng, which is the best insurance.

"But...but!" But this is a cell, not a messy domestic journal, but a cell. It is not convenient to communicate at home and abroad in the 80s, and a journal is read by a college professor in turn!

"Okay, don't worry about it. Tomorrow is the ceremony for the promotion of professor to associate professor. Have you got everything ready?"

"Ready. I can't figure it out either. Based on the academic level of our professors, the University of Cape Town even sent an invitation letter to invite him to be a lifelong honorary professor. We Huaqing are embarrassed to be stuck on the title. Cape Town's The international ranking can be ahead of us." Sun Bin muttered.

"Professor, no, I don't care." Meng Jie stammered.

"I know our professor doesn't care. I'm just angry. Oh, I'll give it to an associate professor this year and a professor next year. Sooner or later, why bother." Sun Bin shrugged his shoulders, a bit like a villain. .

"Ring ring ring" harsh phone rings.

Sun Bin picked up the phone.

"Hey?"

"Zhao, Zhao, Zhao, Principal Zhao?" When he got nervous, he stuttered, causing Meng Jie to look at him twice.

"Professor Li, I'm not here. Me? We? I'm here!"

"Okay, we'll be right over." He replied loudly.

After hanging up the phone, Sun Bin took two deep breaths, "The principal asked us to go to his office, and I heard Dean Zhou's voice."

Bang bang bang, only the heartbeats of the three people could be heard in the quiet laboratory.

"I have a hunch."

"Me too."

Lu Xuexue and Sun Bin looked at each other and said in unison: "Paper!"

The three of them were all excited. Meng Jie, who was the quietest on weekdays, also showed a blush on his dark face. He stammered and said, "Quick... hurry."

The three of them suddenly jumped up from their seats, spread their legs and rushed towards the door of the laboratory.

When they were ten meters away from the principal's office, Sun Bin stopped the two of them, "I...I'm too out of breath, no, we have to slow down, we represent the face of the Ninth Laboratory."

"That's right, if it's not a thesis, it will be a shame."

Although the two said so, the speed under their feet was still not slow, they just changed the fast running into fast walking.

"Bump"

"Come in."

The three walked into Zhao Depei's office. Zhao Depei was not alone in his office, but also Dean Zhou of the School of Biology.

"Meng Jie, Sun Bin, Lu Kexue." Zhao Depei glanced at everyone one by one, and then called out the names of the three in turn.

The three looked at each other, swallowed, "Yes, principal."

Seeing the nervousness of the three, Zhao Depei showed a smile on his face.

"It's a good thing to have you guys come here this time." He paused, and continued: "Just now, Dean Zhou brought two letters, and the mailing address of the editorial department of "Cell" was written on the letters." Zhao Depei Said in one sentence.