Chapter 2463

In the conference room, director Li of the propaganda mouth chatted with reporters.

He has a funny conversation and is familiar with all media, especially with a strong memory. Even people who meet for the first time clearly remember their names, and know each other's temper, likes and dislikes in a few words.

Speaking of words, the atmosphere between talking and laughing is harmonious. Although he has waited for a long time, the mood of all the media is still stable. It can't be said that his ability to handle affairs is very strong.

Many tricky questions were prevaricated by director Li, who only said positive things. In fact, director Li disdained the problem of keeping an eye on the negative situation.

what? You can get the Nobel Prize in the first year of nomination. You think the Nobel Prize is run by your family. Just take it!

what? If you can't get the Nobel Prize, is there not enough support in the hospital? Is that something that can be supported by a third class hospital in China! Not even the top third class hospitals.

what? Boss Zheng is not good enough? If he is not good enough, you are good enough!

Many questions made director Li feel embarrassed, but he still had to be patient to explain, with a gentle tone and friendly attitude.

"Director Li, there is no news that Dr. Zheng renzheng has won the Nobel Prize in biology and medicine. Can you say something about it?" A reporter was annoyed and a little impatient in his tone. He asked.

Director Li glanced at him, and the smile on his face was gentle and implicit. Although I think a tabloid reporter can speak in such a bossy tone.

But his displeasure did not show, he explained patiently.

"It's normal not to get the Nobel Prize. After all, there are so many scientists at the same level. Is boss Zheng still young?"

After that, seeing that the reporter wanted to speak again, he paused and continued: "as one of the greatest scientists in modern times, Stephen Hawking has never won a Nobel Prize in his life, which is a pity."

"Mr. Hawking's theory can't be proved, so he can't win the Nobel Prize in physics." The little reporter said.

Seeing that the topic had been guided to the direction he needed, director Li smiled and said calmly: "the project for Einstein to win the Nobel Prize is not a theory of relativity that carries forward the past and forge ahead, but a photoelectric effect that is too small for him, which has a very profound meaning.

From the experience of these scientists, we can see that the Nobel prize evaluation still has its own set of logic. "

The little reporter was confused by director Li in an instant. His vague and boundless words made him unable to refute.

"Moreover, Mr. Hawking's failure to win the Nobel prize does not affect his position in the history of physics. For this, the Yuri physics prize set by Mr. Yuri Milner holds the opposite argument to the Nobel physics prize. The Yuri physics prize is mainly awarded to various conjectures, and from the perspective of world customs, the prize is 2.5 times that of the Nobel Prize, and Mr. Hawking has no regrets. ”

The door of the conference room has been open. During the afternoon, reporters came in and out. It was a little chaotic here.

Director Li tried his best to deal with the media. When he was talking about the sound, he suddenly saw several familiar figures coming in from the door.

He stopped, but he didn't clearly express any views at all. If it was dew, he looked sideways.

It's vice president yuan and director ye Qingqiu.

Li Chu breathed a long sigh. The Savior came. He finally didn't have to stand here perfunctory. These hours have consumed too much energy, and there are faint signs of hypoglycemia.

Carefully, for fear of saying a wrong word and finally being caught. Such things are rare, but they are definitely quite common.

Director Li doesn't want to make mistakes in such things.

"President yuan, here you are." Director Li immediately said hello, and then said hello to ye Qingqiu.

He asked vice president yuan's opinion with his eyes, and then applauded and said, "let's ask President yuan to say something for you."

Instead of sitting on the rostrum, vice president yuan came to his seat and said with a smile, "thank you for your concern about Dr. Zheng's Nobel Prize project."

"Dean, what do you think of Dr. Zheng's failure to win the Nobel Prize?" A slightly sinister voice came from the back.

Vice President yuan smiled. "Has Dr. Zheng lost the election? I don't know about it yet. The list of candidates has not been published on the website. We will know the specific conclusions later."

His words are full of needles, and there is no unprincipled compromise. Finally, the official news was not released. Strictly speaking, it can not be said that boss Zheng lost the election. Vice president yuan seized a flaw in the other party's statement and fought back mercilessly.

"But!" His voice was a little louder and his conversation turned sharply.

"912's pursuit and efforts for medical technology progress will never change, and its investment in technology and support for medical workers will never change. No matter whether Dr. Zheng can win the Nobel prize or not, our hospital will always support him. If not for one year, it can be two years, if not for two years, it can be ten years. Dr. Zheng is less than 30 years old, and the future can be expected."

Vice President yuan specially emphasized Zheng Ren's age, which not only shows that he is young and immature, but also shows that he has a great future from another side.

"It's too much for Dr. Zheng not to appear at this time." The reporter muttered in a low voice.

Vice President yuan frowned, but it was only a slight action, which was immediately covered up.

For the media, vice president yuan encountered more. If there were no fixed stereotypes, no media would question it face to face.

He looked at the reporter sitting next to the back door and asked with a smile, "it seems that you are sorry that Dr. Zheng can't get the Nobel Prize. That's what I think."

"However, Dr. Zheng is doing emergency surgery and can't communicate with media friends in time. I hope you can understand more."

The unknown reporter did not continue to speak. He moved slightly and breathed impatiently.

Vice President yuan shook his head. Domestic journalists had hardly squatted on the Nobel Prize phone. If Oriental journalists had been familiar with the similar process, they wouldn't have complained so much.

The sound of "Dong ~" interrupted vice president yuan's thinking, and he looked at it with some unhappiness.

A man ran in and didn't stop because he was too fast. His shoulder hit the gate and he almost didn't fall.

Vice President yuan saw that he was a publicity clerk. He didn't seem to notice that he almost fell. Instead, he held his mobile phone in a strange posture and shouted, "come out! Come out!!"