v3 Chapter 2452： Gather

Forget it, if you don't get the Nobel Prize this year! Su Yun has made the worst plan. The probability of getting a recommendation in the first year is very low, according to statistics there is only a 2.35% probability.

This probability is a bit outrageous. If this year is not working, then next year, next year, next year, Su Yun comforted himself.

He sighed, his black hair fluttered on his forehead, and although he was ready for the worst, his heart was still haggard.

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Tang Xiu and Sun Zeli's interview team has been in a state of preparation.

Sun Zeli learned early through some channels that today is the day when the Nobel Prize Judging Committee called to inform the Nobel Prize winners.

They were a little excited, a little excited. However, the Nobel Prize Judging Committee is confidential, and who can win the prize will only open at the last moment.

In short, I still have to go to the hospital to guard, no matter I won the prize or not, I must stay in the hospital until the water comes out.

Dashing with a spear and squatting in the 912 hospital with the eyes of patients coming and going, I dare not neglect. It ’s just that they are more sensitive today. They have a lot of peers. They did n’t follow the medical team to do personal recording.

Today, there are really a lot of colleagues. Tang Xiu looks at the same Chinese and foreign colleagues who have got the news. Everyone has the same idea in their hearts-to guard the possible big news.

Lin Ge, director of the Science and Education Division, and Li director of the Propaganda Division were also busy all day.

Lin Ge guarded Boss Zheng's side and tried not to let reporters interview Boss Zheng. Chief Li of the Propaganda Department prepared a large conference room and several hundred large red envelopes. This is the most basic etiquette.

In the face of the uncrowned king, 912's response was still very polite, friendly, and very organized.

Linge kept persuading reporters to go to the large conference room to wait, the smile on his face remained for a whole day, and now he was a little stiff.

But he was still working hard. He knew the temper of boss Zheng. Usually do not want to go out to eat, annoying when people are more. With so many unfamiliar reporters blocking the door, Linger was afraid that Boss Zheng would run away.

If something is really going to happen, it will be more difficult than trying to soothe so many news media.

At that time, I ca n’t do it myself. Dean Yan has to run back and forth before he can hold back.

Rather than do the work in the head, nothing happens best.

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

One is Boss Zheng's hometown, who has done a special topic about Boss Zheng in the morning. The other is a reporter from the largest TV station in China, who also recorded Boss Zheng's figure during the earthquake relief.

What Mr. Zheng knew about those comrades-in-arms was Linger's heart. The small equipment maker that is stepping on 咚 啋 咚 啋 has now become the ace of sales. The person in the small town of Bian 陲 has also been transferred to DìDū and has a career plan.

This kind of person, who has close relations with Boss Zheng, Linge dare not offend.

It's good to discuss, Linger's three-inch non-rotten tongue is almost broken. Putting the facts in perspective, everyone else has gone, and you are still holding here with spears and short cannons, no matter how bad it is.

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

The media were all monkey sperm, and they all thought of what Linger could think of. Today there are many more people at the entrance of the department, wearing plain clothes, walking around, taking a call from time to time or whispering something with a Bluetooth headset.

Linger couldn't help it. This is the kind of place in the hospital. It can't be cleared. As long as you don't go to the doctor's office, it's fine, open one eye and close one.

Time passed and it was almost time to get off work.

Normally, the phone notification time should be around 5pm in DìDū time. So the more this time, the more nervous.

Sun Zeli and Tang Xiu are ready. If they haven't got any results after work, they must follow Boss Zheng home.

Today, even if you have wiped out all the honors you have accumulated, you must enter the house.

They are very good at planning and they do their work fairly well. Recently, the two have been very close to the Xie Yi people, even if boss Zheng is unhappy, they can wait for news at home.

Tang Xiu was chatting with Xie Yiren, not afraid to be a little negligent.

"Editor Tang, you are here too." A strange voice of yin and yang came.

Although he didn't see who it was, Tang Xiu knew that it must be Wei Feng when he heard his voice. This product has been unsatisfactory since the incident in Haicheng last year. He resigned and left Haicheng a few months ago, and has been missing.

I didn't expect to meet here today.

Behind Wei Feng was a team that looked extremely capable and several foreigners. Their late arrival does not mean that they are unprofessional, but that the way people get the news is clearer. It's time to step on time, there is no need to wait here early in the morning.

The middle man Tang Xiu looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was for a while ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The man was very arrogant, looking forward, his face full of impatient expression .

Tang Xiu held a cell phone, and while chatting with the Shay people to keep the communication open, he looked at the group carefully.

Wei Fenghe was a bit thinner than before, his face was slightly tired, and his excitement was strange. But seeing a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, Tang Xiu was slightly angry.

But instead of showing it, she smiled and said, "Wei Feng, where are you now?"

"Financial Times." After Wei Feng said the name, a pride filled his heart. Financial Times, the world's top five major newspapers, under the impact of the Internet tide, although the Financial Times is a bit stubborn, but better than other newspapers and magazines.

As for the local tabloids such as Haicheng Metropolis Daily, there is nothing comparable to international major newspapers.

"Congratulations," Tang Xiu said without any emotion.

"This time, our editor-in-chief came to interview Dr. Zheng personally. If I said it was unnecessary, Zheng Ren would not win the Nobel Prize." Wei Feng sneered.

Tang Xiu glared at Wei Feng, but still resisted and did not cause conflict.

"Editor Tang, did you also come to interview Dr. Zheng Renzheng?" Wei Feng pretended not to see Tang Xiu's eyes, and said with a smile, "It's a coincidence that our old colleagues met again. It's just how I look at you I'm afraid I will be disappointed. "

"Don't you want to come? Why are you here?" Tang Xiu said coldly.

"That's what it says, but although I know he's just making a show, but I really want to see what he will say when the final result comes out." Wei Feng laughed: "I think I will definitely say that this year I do n’t have a prize. , Will work harder next year or something. "