Forget it, if you don't get the Nobel Prize this year, forget it! Su Yun has made the worst plan. Ringer kept persuading reporters to wait in the big conference room. The smile on his face lasted all day. Now he is a little stiff.

But he is still trying. He knows boss Zheng's temper. I don't want to go out to eat at ordinary times. I'm annoyed when there are many people. With so many strange reporters blocking the door, ringer was afraid of boss Zheng's violent departure.

If something really happens, it will be more difficult than ever to appease so many news media.

At that time, it will be impossible for him to come forward. Dean Yan has to run back and forth before he can hold it down.

Rather than that, it's better to work in the head and nothing happens.

The vast majority of reporters persuaded them to go to the conference room, but the two female journalists were really hard to persuade.

One is a fellow of boss Zheng, who has done a special topic about boss Zheng early in the morning. The other is a reporter from the largest TV station in China, who recorded the figure of boss Zheng during the earthquake relief.

Linge knew what boss Zheng's attitude towards those comrades in arms was. The small equipment manufacturer who stepped on the pace of Dong Yuan has now become the trump card sales. The one from the border town has also been transferred to the imperial capital and has a career establishment.

This kind of person, who has a close relationship with boss Zheng, ringer dare not offend.

It's easy to say and discuss. Linge's three inch good tongue is about to break. Tell the truth. Everyone else has gone. You're still guarding here with long guns and short guns. It's not good.

Tang Xiu and sun Zeli stayed, and other interviewers went to the big conference room to wait. This was the result of the final compromise.

The media are all monkey spirits, and they all thought of what ringer could think of. Today, there are many more people at the entrance of the intervention department, walking around in plain clothes, answering the phone or whispering something with Bluetooth headphones from time to time.

Ringer can't help it. This is the case in places like hospitals. They can't be cleared. As long as you don't go to the doctor's office, it's all right. Turn a blind eye.

As time goes by, it's almost time to get off work.

Normally, the time of telephone notification should be around 5 p.m. DIDU time. So the more this time, the more nervous it is.

Sun Zeli and Tang Xiu are ready. If there is no result after work, they have to follow boss Zheng home.

Today, even if you brush all the honor values accumulated in the past, you have to enter the house.

They plan well and do their work quite steadily. Recently, they have a very close relationship with Xie Yi. Even if boss Zheng is unhappy, they can wait for news at home.

Tang Xiu is chatting with Xie Yi people. He doesn't dare to neglect a little.

"Editor Tang, you're here too." A strange voice came.

Although I didn't see who it was, Tang Xiu knew it must be Wei Feng. The goods have been unhappy since the incident in Haicheng last year. They resigned and left Haicheng a few months ago and have been missing.

I didn't expect to meet you here today.

Behind Wei Feng is a very capable team and several foreigners. Their late arrival does not mean that they are unprofessional, but that people have a clearer way to get information. Just step on the time. There's no need to wait here early in the morning.

The man in the middle, Tang Xiu, looks familiar, but he can't remember who he is for a moment. The man was arrogant, looked forward, and his face was full of impatience.

Tang Xiu took his mobile phone and chatted with Xie people to keep the communication unblocked, while looking at the group carefully.

Wei Feng is slightly thinner than before, with a little fatigue and strange excitement on his face. But seeing a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth, Tang Xiu was slightly angry.

But she didn't show it, but smiled and said, "Wei Feng, where are you now?"

"Financial times." After Wei Feng said the name, a wave of pride surged in the bottom of his heart. The financial times, the top five major newspapers in the world, is somewhat depressed under the impact of the Internet tide, but it is much better than other newspapers and magazines.

As for the local tabloids like Haicheng Metropolis Daily, there is no comparability with international newspapers.

"Congratulations." Tang Xiu said without any emotion.

"This time, our chief editor William personally came to interview Dr. Zheng. I said it was not necessary. Zheng Ren won't win the Nobel Prize." Wei Feng sneered.

Tang Xiu glared at Wei Feng, but she held back and didn't cause conflict.

"Editor Tang, are you here to interview Dr. Zheng renzheng?" Wei Feng pretended not to see Tang Xiu's eyes. He smiled and said, "it's a coincidence that our old colleagues met again. But I'm afraid I'll be disappointed when I look at you."

"Don't you want to come? Why did you come back?" Tang Xiu said coldly.

"That's what I say, but although I know he's just making a show, I'd like to see what he'll say when it comes to the bottom." Wei Feng said with a smile, "I think I'll say it's a pity that I didn't win the Nobel Prize this year. I'll work harder next year."