HP's Chinese Parents

"Help me, Roland, help me list the 20-year-old young people on the guest list, preferably those who study mathematics. I know you must know everyone who is here today."

Nick was blinded by the list he had managed to get. He hated his social slack so much now, and when he thought of the few cocktail parties he had turned down before, he really wanted to sigh to the sky.

"My God! Dude! Have you finally fallen in love with any cute girl?" Roland, who was drunk at the reception, his eyes lit up, and a mocking smile appeared on his face: "No wonder I didn't see you just now, so... ..."

"Don't guess!" Nick interrupted his nonsense, "It's a boy, I chatted with him, he is a very talented person worth making friends with."

"Oh." Roland was very disappointed when he heard that, and his attitude was not so positive. He didn't laugh at Nick for being unable to ask his name after chatting for so long. This is the character of most British people nowadays.Someone even joked: "Unless you have established a very close relationship with an Englishman, for example, you want to marry her daughter, before that, the British will not want to know your name, nor will they want to tell you his name."

British politeness and avoidance of conflict are beyond logic.In British social life, half of the work of introducing names is undertaken by a third party who is familiar with the two people at the same time. Except for relationships such as classmates, the process of notifying names can be simplified. If two unfamiliar British people meet alone, then each other Asking for names will become a ridiculous protracted battle. They may finish chatting about the weather, politics, food, cricket, hunting, horse riding, etc. before tentatively adding a sentence "It's a pleasure chatting with you, I should leave Yes, but I don't know your name yet, by the way, my name is XXX..." To test whether the other party is willing to exchange names with him.

"But I don't remember what math genius came today." Roland lazily flipped through the list, "The main purpose of today's reception is to promote the relationship between several colonial officials and businessmen who are returning to London to report their duties."

"For example him." Roland pointed to the name of 'Julius Matheson Turing' casually, and complained: "This is a tax collector and judge from Madras, India. This guy actually stayed in India for a few days. Ten years ago, everyone wondered how he endured those savages. What a freak. But he has become an old fried dough stick in India. In the future, if we want to sell green hair to India, we still need to establish a good relationship with him. "

When Nick saw the word 'Turing', his pupils shrank, and he wondered if this was the Turing he knew. If so, it might be the person he was looking for.Just when he was about to inquire carefully, he heard that Roland introduced that this was an Indian official, and he couldn't help being extremely disappointed.

Then Roland introduced to Nick one after another several big men worth making friends with, and young people in their 20s who met Nick's conditions.This is what Nick admires most about Roland. It seems that he can get all the gossip and anecdotes at his fingertips. He can't help feeling that if Roland inherits the family business from business, it will definitely be a great loss to the media industry.

However, until Roland, who taught his best friend a lesson, left contentedly, Nick got nothing but interpersonal relationships.

Two encounters, two heartbeats, but I can only put it aside temporarily with a wry smile.After calming down, Nick spurned his hormonally dazed brain. In fact, even if he knew each other, so what?In the current environment, is he ready to be with a man?What's more, he wasn't sure if the other party was straight or not, it was just messing around!Hormone's halo of lowering wisdom is really terrifying.

On the other hand, Tom, who forgot to sleep and eat to learn French, had to face the reality that even if it was just a common conversation in French, three days would not be enough.Before Nick left, he was worried that Tom would lose his temper, but Tang Zai, who was obsessed with studying, was unexpectedly calm.The children didn't look up and said that it doesn't matter whether they go to France or not, anyway, French must be learned!

Nick: ...just as long as you are happy.

According to the agreement, on the day of arriving in France, Nick had dinner with the person in charge of the patent office.Following the waiter into the box, Nick was surprised to find that there was already a handsome man with light blond hair and long shawl, well-dressed and calm, sitting inside.Obviously not the person he was dating, Mr. Zhu Liwen, who has a worrying hair volume in middle age.

"Sorry, I seem to have gone the wrong way." Nick felt that the waiter took the wrong way, so he subconsciously apologized, and wanted to go out to check the house number.

The other party raised his blue-gray eyes and said with a faint smile, "If you are Mr. Nick Riddle, then you should be right."

"I thought I was at an appointment with Mr. Julivan."

"Mr. Zhu Liwen's family is in an emergency, so he won't be here tonight."

"Then, sir, who are you?"

"Me? I'm a kid who wanted to meet Roland, so I volunteered to help him send the patent certificate."

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Nick was holding the hard-won patent certificate in the wind, and he swore that he had never seen such a person who could pretend to be 13!When the other party said that they met him, they really just looked at him twice, and never said a word to him.The man got up to leave, and Nick sent him to the door at a loss, only to find that including the violin player standing in the dark, the two waiters in the restaurant also filed out, and there was no one in the restaurant. Has been booked out before.

The bodyguard at the door spread a roll of red carpet from the door steps to the door of the luxury car, allowing the man to sit in the car without sticking to his feet.A man who looked like a housekeeper closed the car door and saw Nick standing awkwardly on the steps, and finally remembered something, and presented him with a flat gift box.Nick opened the lid, and the patent certificate he had been worrying about before lay on the velvet backing.

Afterwards, Nick curiously asked Roland who this person was. After hearing this, Roland jumped his feet angrily. He blushed and cursed three words starting with F.

"damn it!"

"I should have thought of it a long time ago! The patent has not been issued, so it is he who is playing tricks!"

Nick held his chin and interrupted him indifferently: "So who is he?"

Roland hesitated again and refused to speak.

In short, Nixon breathed a sigh of relief at the success of the French patent. Out of guilt, Roland took the initiative to follow up on the progress of patents in other countries.As for other clinical trials, the researchers conducted them entirely in a humanitarian spirit at the behest of their bosses.Decades later, the Phase [-] clinical trial that made the major pharmaceutical companies change their minds has not yet been proposed. At this time, European and American countries have almost zero requirements for drugs. As long as they are guaranteed not to kill people, they can advertise in newspapers and broadcasts. sold.

This saved Nick so much time that he finally had the time to care about his lovely nephew.

The author has something to say: I am not included in the first batch of back-to-school lists!Happy, sure enough, good luck on your birthday!Finished the second half of the chapter very quickly~

"Unless you have established a very close relationship with an Englishman, say you want to marry her daughter, the Englishman will not want to know your name, nor will he tell you his name until then." - Kate Fox

感谢在2020-05-0613:14:16~2020-05-0711:24:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!