Vice President yuan wanted to say something about him. He was so unstable in front of the media.

But when he heard these three words, he was stunned.

Is it

"What's coming out?" Vice President yuan asked softly.

"Boss Zheng, I won the prize! It's announced on the official website!! the official news just announced!!!" The clerk quickly ran to Vice President yuan and handed over his mobile phone.

After a brief silence in the meeting room, the pot exploded directly.

Won the prize?

Won the prize!

Vice President yuan's hand holding the mobile phone was a little stiff. He looked at the mobile phone with skepticism and wanted to make sure.

If this kind of thing makes an oolong, it will be fucked.

"Here, here." The staff member excitedly pointed to the screen with his fingers, and his voice trembled.

He knew that most of the people in vice president yuan's group studied Russian and few really studied English. So he immediately explained: "the official website, I have been refreshing, the first time! Official news!"

Vice President yuan saw Zheng Ren's name and asked in a deep voice, "are you sure it's the official website of the Nobel Prize?"

"OK, OK." The little clerk kept saying.

But vice president yuan didn't look at him, but was talking to ye Qingqiu. Ye Qingqiu immediately checked and nodded as quickly as possible.

At this time, the reporters in the conference room have taken out their mobile phones, opened the official website of the Nobel Prize and found the list of winners.

The cry of alarm kept ringing, like a tide. The surprised voice was mixed with a few scattered applause. They all held their mobile phones. Who was in the mood to applaud.

I made a big slot. I didn't get a call. Why did I win the prize! This is what almost everyone here thinks.

If someone responds quickly, start calling his superior or assistant immediately and send a notice immediately!

This kind of event can't be half a step earlier than people in the Internet age, but it can't be too late.

When someone makes a call, he thinks it's better than before. For example, after the battle of Waterloo, someone occupied the telegraph, resulting in the exclusive sharing of information. If you can enjoy this kind of big news alone, what's your future?

But in the Internet age, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible.

Vice President yuan's hand holding the mobile phone trembled. He wanted to be calm, but his body honestly reflected the waves in his heart.

"Boss Zheng is good." He whispered.

"Is boss Zheng still in operation?" Ye Qingqiu suddenly asked in a deep voice.

"It seems to be..." a man around him replied hesitantly.

"Immediately determine the position of boss Zheng and ask the security office to send more people!" Ye Qingqiu said calmly.

Then he looked at vice president yuan and said, "president, let's go to the operating room with media friends."

Vice President yuan nodded, with his hands behind his back, and turned to leave the conference room. But his legs seemed disobedient, did not move with the rotation of his upper body, and nailed to the ground like nails.

One did not pay attention, and vice president yuan stumbled.

"Dean, be careful." Ye Qingqiu quickly held vice president yuan, and then stared at the little officer who reported the good news around him, "be smart."

The little officer did not expect that vice president yuan looked calm and steady, but his legs and feet were difficult to use. He looked like a cerebral infarction when walking. He subconsciously held the dean's arm and nodded.

Watching vice president yuan leave the conference room, ye Qingqiu deliberately slowed down and took out her mobile phone to call president Yan.

……

……

Dean Yan had just packed up and picked up the briefcase he had been carrying with him for more than ten years to leave the office.

As soon as I got to the door, there was a hurried knock on the door. The sound suddenly sounded and startled Dean Yan.

With his heart pounding, Dean Yan was very unhappy. He took a deep breath, suppressed his inner fear, and said in a deep voice, "enter."

At the same time, Dean Yan's cell phone rang.

"Hello?" Dean Yan connected his cell phone.

"What? Are you sure?"

"Good!"

The director of the dean's office opened the door. When Dean Yan finished calling, he said excitedly: "Dean, the results have been announced on the official website of the Nobel Prize, boss Zheng..."

"Won the prize." Dean Yan nodded, "linge is faster than you. In the future, the work will be more detailed."

With that, he opened the cabinet, put the briefcase in, hung his coat in the cabinet and put on a new white suit.

"Where is Zheng Ren?"

"It should be in the operating room."

"Should I?" Yan Yuan walked out with a long step, and his voice was a little cold and fierce. As he walked, he took out his cell phone.

"Lin Ge? Where's Zheng Ren?"

"OK, I'll be right there."

The operation was almost finished. Linge followed Zheng Ren all the way and reported all kinds of situations on the spot.

Then president Yan's cell phone rang again. This time it was ye Qingqiu.

Dean Yan walked faster and faster, with white clothes grinning and hunting in the night wind.

……

……

A few minutes ago, Tang Xiu sat silently outside the operating room. She was a little lost, but she didn't go.

Boss Zheng should also be disappointed. At this time, he needs care and comfort. Even if I came out after the operation and said it was hard, it should make him feel better.

And Wei Feng sitting opposite him is so annoying that Tang Xiu thinks he wants to protect boss Zheng at this time.

"I just looked at the group of the company. Although I don't know the winner of the biology award, it must not be the hypocrite." Seeing Tang Xiu looking at himself with hostile eyes, Wei Feng sneered and said, "as a reporter, do you still defend that hypocrite with a preset position?"

He used two hypocrites to describe Zheng Ren in a row. He felt very relieved.

After a while, when Zheng Ren comes out, Wei Feng has already figured out what sharp and unavoidable questions to ask him.

Expose the mask of this hypocrite and publicize his ugly face to the public! Although the financial times should not report, Wei Feng believes that such an "attitude" manuscript must be willing to be asked by the newspaper.

It's important to cause debate and attract attention.

"Still brush your mobile phone? Even if you brush your mobile phone, you won't get messages." Wei Feng said sarcastically when he saw that Tang Xiu was constantly refreshing a web page.

"I don't understand the formal process. How did you get involved with the editor in chief? It's really a bad memory to work under someone like you at that time."

Suddenly, Wei Feng saw that Tang Xiu's body was slightly sluggish. He felt that his speech offensive had played a role. It's better for Tang Xiu to be impatient and say something extreme.

He felt the recorder in his pocket and thought to himself that it would be ideal. The title seems even more shocking when they can bring their former old enemies into a nest. They collude and collude with each other.

However, Tang Xiu did not pay attention to him, but picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

What is she doing?

"Sister sun, boss Zheng won the promise award!" Tang Xiu's surprised voice was like a knife, cutting in Wei Feng's ear. Waves of pain, "take a look at the official website!"

Wei Feng wondered if he was lying to himself? How could the little doctor surnamed Zheng win the Nobel Prize.

Suspiciously, he took out his mobile phone and found the official website of the Nobel Prize.

When he saw that Zheng Ren's name was impressively awarded the biology and Medicine Award, Wei Feng felt that his eyes were shining and some flowers were in his eyes.