Chapter 509

"Didi didi -"

When some harsh noise came, Zheng Jianguo didn't open his eyes, put his hand out of the quilt, touched the electronic watch sending out drops on the bedside cabinet, pressed it, then retracted his hand back into the quilt, and then went to sleep again. When his small single eyelid suddenly opened, looked at the ceiling above his head, turned over and sat up from the bed: "Oh, it's time."

"6:18."

The electronic watch that has turned off the alarm clock shows the time at this time. Zheng Jianguo feels that the time is passing a little fast. He just pressed the alarm clock and opened his eyes. He feels that it took less than ten seconds, and three minutes have passed?!

"The watch is broken?"

Taking back his eyes and subconsciously looking at his wrist, Zheng Jianguo remembered that the watch was placed in the watch cabinet. He rubbed his face and got up from the bed. The quilt was not folded. With his bare ass and paying tribute to Xiao Jianguo, he came to the window and opened the thick curtains with a splash of his hand. He found that the two-layer glass window was covered with water droplets. It was dark.

Feeling the coolness from the glass window, Zheng Jianguo's spirit recovered a lot, went to the bedside, folded the quilt, and threw the underpants falling out of the quilt into the trash can. Unexpectedly, he opened the drawer next to the underwear cabinet. The original sleepy spirit couldn't help but raise it abruptly: "I wipe, no underpants?"

Due to privacy issues, Zheng Jianguo's underwear is still washed with a washing machine. However, he bought underpants directly according to the package when he knew that it was $1 a piece and he could get a discount if he bought more. However, he didn't expect to have a light day.

Brown hasn't been away long!

Can't you call Andy to buy it?

The old man buys underpants for the old man?

Then find a girl to buy it and send it?

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Standing in front of the empty underpants drawer, Zheng Jianguo was at war between heaven and man. At the meeting, he turned around and looked at the underpants that had been thrown into the trash can. In the end, he still felt that he didn't wear them. As long as he didn't let Comrade Xiao Jianguo stand at attention, it was OK to buy them after school at noon?

I wonder when old John's housekeeper can come?

With a touch of resentment, Zheng Jianguo turned to the cloakroom and looked at the tens of thousands of suits thrown carelessly. In his mind, Camille's cheek flashed. Suddenly he thought of something. He returned to the trash can, leaned out his fingers and pinched the top part of his underpants, and there was a light in front of him: "yes, let Camille sell men's underpants, the kind close to his body?"

The underpants in Zheng Jianguo's hand are not the tight and comfortable type he used before crossing, but large underpants sewn casually with two triangular fabrics. Compared with the women's close fitting bikini at present, they only have a single function, so they sell cheap.

"It should be no problem for those xsps to spend more than ten dollars?"

He threw his underpants into the trash can. Zheng Jianguo scanned his watch and found that it was almost 6:30. After taking this in mind, he went to the bathroom to wash and dress neatly. Unexpectedly, when he opened the door of No. 53, he saw several cars parked on the roadside, and four or five reporters snapped with cameras: "Hi, Zheng -"

Facing the greetings from the reporters, Zheng Jianguo looked up again at the pattering rain, turned around and took out an umbrella from the shoe cabinet. After opening it, he came to these people: "you can spell enough?"

"Zheng, I heard you donated tadpoles to the East tadpole bank?"

"Zheng, do you mind if someone gives birth to your child with your little tadpole and a strange woman?"

"Zheng, do you know your little tadpole is $5000 a time?"

"Zheng, do you know what Camille did?"

"Zheng, is it really good for you to do this?"

In the intermittent rain, Zheng Jianguo, holding an umbrella, looked at Andy and the bodyguards who had appeared next to him, nodded at the last reporter and said, "we all know that children are the future of society and the hope of the family. I think this can help people pay attention to the opportunities for couples who can't get children through natural means, This can strengthen their slightly fragile family relationship -- "

"Zheng, does Camille know about it?"

"Zheng, do you think you are giving and bringing hope to those couples?"

"Zheng, others are making money with your little tadpoles, and they are still rare goods?"

"Zheng, as far as I know, your traditional culture has clear requirements for ethical issues?"

After the remaining four people asked one by one, Zheng Jianguo pointed to the reporter on the second question: "yes, I am a doctor. If I can do my best, I will make contributions, because this group is much more than you and I think. Half of the couples in ten lose their right to be parents because they can't get small tadpoles -"

"Zheng, 5000 dollars a piece. Do they regard you as a" cash cow "

"Zheng, the little tadpoles you discharged at one time are worth -"

As the second female reporter subconsciously said half a sentence, other reporters next to her looked at her for months, and then looked at Zheng Jianguo, who looked unchanged with an umbrella, and saw him nod and say, "yes, our cooperation is only an example, and the price was agreed by Mr. Marshall and I.

Because I am Asian, many American couples certainly don't want their children to ask, how am I different from you, which is not conducive to building a harmonious family environment.

As for Asian couples, considering the small overall base and the limitations of tradition and belief, they will not choose to have children through other people's tadpoles.

So it has nothing to do with the amount of money. After all, it doesn't cost much to adopt an Asian Orphan. Well, after answering today's three questions, you can leave. "

"Zheng, I feel you underestimate your influence."

The female reporter who had only said half a sentence before looked at Zheng Jianguo and shook her head. She looked like she didn't agree with his idea. After finding that it attracted his attention, she continued to say: "for couples who really need to go to the little tadpole bank to find help, they don't mind what ethnic group their children are. Of course, some couples may mind, But what they care more about is whether the provider of small tadpoles is good enough. "

After silently looking at the female reporter, Zheng Jianguo nodded noncommittally and turned to No. 52 diagonally opposite. Zheng Donghua appeared at the door wrapped in a fleece sweater and held the Boston Globe in his hand: "what do you think?"

"Oh, call on people to pay attention to these people in need."

Glancing at his photo on the report and the title of the East tadpole bank, Zheng Jianguo didn't care. He went into the house, looked at fan Ping and said, "aunt fan."

"Jianguo, come to dinner. Donghua, you have something to eat. Don't talk when you eat!"

Fan Ping, who was wearing an apron, said with a bowl of chicken porridge, so Zheng Donghua could only stare at Zheng Jianguo. Until the four people had dinner and got on the bus to school, they said, "you know, in this case, you are the biological father of those children?"

"Yes, you are their biological aunt."

Zheng Jianguo, the co pilot, glanced at Zheng Donghua in the back seat and said, listening to Roland puff and laugh. Even Kou Yang was tolerant and looked strange. Fortunately, Zheng Jianguo knew what the sister was expressing, immediately put away the smile on her face and said, "fourth sister, I want these biological children. If they are good enough, I will give them all my inheritance. "

"You're starting the layout now?"

Kou Yang raised his head as soon as his face changed. He saw Zheng Jianguo turn around and say, "well, Kou Yang, you still lost in studying medicine."

"What can I learn? Administration? Return to China as an official or work for you? Women here have to change their surnames when they get married. "

Looking at some shiny black eyes, Kou Yang shook his head and turned his mouth, saying that Zheng Jianguo had looked back at Boston in the rain outside the window: "life is only a few decades, you think so much will only make you more tired. I am satisfied with these now, but I can't even eat in Africa, poverty, hunger, drought, war, man-made disasters."

"Are you preparing for your return?"

His eyes swept on Kou Yang's side face and landed on the back of Zheng Jianguo's head. Zheng Donghua blinked to think of such a possibility. However, before her voice fell, she listened to Roland nearby and said, "Jianguo is preparing for the transformation of bilateral relations, but how do you plan to tell Camille?"

"Camille is still young."

Subconsciously, Zheng Jianguo felt that this topic should not continue. Otherwise, he knew that Camille was still young and could not be clearly involved with the other party. In the final analysis, this matter would certainly involve the category of minors, so he quickly changed his mouth: "I'm not big either. I'm only 18 years old now, 3 years older than Camille?"

"But you are an adult after all. Now the report says everything. Do you really want to marry her?"

Zheng Donghua didn't know what she thought. When she opened her mouth, she looked at Kou Yang. She didn't understand how Zheng Jianguo had such a good eye. She felt that she could give them another chance after he and Yang Na broke up completely.

Of course, Zheng Jianguo didn't know that her sister was preparing to make do with him and Kou Yang. Instead, she just thought she was disgusting that Camille was too young: "I calculated that I would get the attending doctor in almost three years. It would be better if I could get the Nobel Prize. Camille will be 18 by then."

"Oh, by the way, last time secretary Zhao called and said that the Consulate General had set up an overseas student league branch, and your league organization relationship has also changed."

Watching Zheng Jianguo start planning to get the attending doctor and the Nobel Prize, Zheng Donghua suddenly interrupted him and turned his attention: "let's go to New York next time. It's on the Fifth Avenue, not far from the Empire State building?"

"Well, it's not far."

The picture of living and flying with Camille disappeared. Zheng Jianguo blinked and thought about it. Of course, the Consulate General knows where it is. 520 12th Avenue, located between 42nd and 43rd streets, but it takes three league members to set up the League branch, right?

"Then let's go together."

As if she knew what Zheng Jianguo was thinking in his head, Zheng Donghua also looked at Kou Yang and Roland next to him, so that Zheng Jianguo felt that he had really got into the black horn under the lamp when he looked at the three beautiful cheeks behind him.

Among the three, even if the fourth sister is two years older than herself, she does not exceed 25 (changed to 28 at the 11th National Youth League Congress in 1982)! In this two American bulletproof Land Rover alone, there were four league members. Poor Zheng Jianguo was still thinking about where the other two were: "OK."

"Secretary Zhao said it was only when you reminded that the higher-level organizations noticed it. Moreover, considering that most of the foreign students are in their 20s, they are thinking about what they always have to do later. They set up a League branch in the consulate general, and Kou Yang is the deputy secretary."

Zheng Donghua pursed her mouth and looked at Zheng Jianguo. She just found that he turned to look at himself and looked at Kou Yang with inexplicable eyes. Then she continued to speak: "Secretary Zhao said that if we agree, we can set up a branch of the International Student League here in Boston, so that we can elect a secretary and deputy secretary."

"You'd better focus on learning."

Wrinkled or not, Zheng jianguoxin said that no wonder Kou Yang's state today is a bit like returning to the school. She used to be a league cadre. Considering that she used to be a league organization member in the class, now a guy has become the Deputy Secretary of the Consulate General. When her words flashed in her mind, she suddenly had a bad feeling: "aren't you still ready to do that research?"

"That can't pull the group life."

Facing Zheng Jianguo's Deja Vu eyes, Kou Yang found that he seemed to return to the classroom. Facing this unwilling classmate, he immediately changed his tone: "we all agree. Now we'll wait for your statement. You can't hold us back."

"You are."

Suddenly, it seemed as if he had returned to the class. Zheng Jianguo didn't know that Kou Yang also had this feeling. Especially when she saw that the goods were hesitant, she quickly said, "we know your situation is different. You are not required to attend the meeting. Just come and learn the latest spirit when you are free."

"Well, well, but I don't hold a position. I don't have time."

Facing Kou Yangshui's double phoenix eyes, Zheng Jianguo thought of the snowy afternoon. Wu Wenwu almost hit her eyes with a pen, and he called her in order to change her fate. Then she called her out after class. Messy snowflakes fell in the dark sky——

Of course, when Zheng Jianguo recalled the past, he looked at Kou Yang's appearance. After it fell into the eyes of Zheng Donghua and Roland, it was another concept, so that when several people got off the bus at Harvard Medical School, Zheng Donghua couldn't wait to say: "Kou Yang, I don't understand that you and Jianguo had trouble in school?"

After sipping his lips, Kou Yang's long eyelashes shook: "fourth sister - can you help me?"