Li Zheng's head soaked in alcohol moved with difficulty. They were talking about Liang Zhe.
He turned his attention to the man called Brother Huang, squinted his eyes, and was surprised.
Huang Youzhi? The famous real estate businessmen of later generations, unlike the real estate companies that sprang up like mushrooms when the property market was soaring, Huang Youzhi’s Qisheng Commercial always insisted on commercial real estate, and his Qisheng Plaza once became a landmark building in the commercial center of some big cities.
Li Zheng's temple jumped, was Liang Zhe's partner actually him
Liang Zhe and Huang Youzhi? The fact that these two names are linked together is truly miraculous.
Huang Youzhi and the young man behind him walked out of the toilet while talking. When they saw Li Zheng at the door of the toilet, they were stunned for a moment. Huang Youzhi said tentatively, "Professor Li?"
Hearing someone calling him, Li Zheng raised his eyebrows subconsciously, and cast his unfocused eyes on the two people who were approaching.
"Yeah." Li Zheng hummed, agreeing.
Li Zheng didn't do it on purpose, it was just that the large amount of alcohol made his brain seem rusty, and even this "um" was subconscious.
In the eyes of others, this seemed a little arrogant, for example, the young man next to Huang Youzhi showed a hint of resentment on his face.
However, Huang Youzhi was not at all dissatisfied, "My uncle Zhu Xin, I often hear your uncle ask you to be famous for a long time." He stretched out his hand, wanting to shake hands with Li Zheng.
Zhu Xin? A fat middle-aged man like Maitreya Buddha appeared in Li Zheng's mind, Zhu Xin and Huang Youzhi
He stared at Huang Youzhi's hand for a while before slowly extending his hand.
The cold touch made his brain wake up again for a moment, "Hello." He pulled out a smile and said.
This little episode didn't leave too many traces in Li Zheng's mind. He continued to walk to the bathroom, and vaguely heard the young man asking Huang Youzhi in a low voice.
"What is Professor Li? That man is very tender. He looks like a college student. Why are you so jealous of him?"
"College students? College students don't have the ability like him! Do you know that the drug review order that has been making a lot of noise recently is the handwriting of this boss. Do you think ordinary people can have such courage and ability?"
"real or fake?"
"My uncle can lie."
The sound got farther and farther, and Li Zheng slammed into the white tile at the corner, "Hmm, it hurts."
Most of the people who attended the celebration banquet this time were scholars, with an average age of almost fifty years old, so they didn't stay long after eating, and came out of the box talking and laughing.
At this time, Li Zheng had already woken up quite a bit, at least people recognized it, but there was a red mark on his forehead.
Old Tian and the others asked him where the mark came from, but Li Zheng was silent for a long time, "Mosquito bites."
"Old Yang, the style is the same as before. Next time we will have a drink."
"No problem, as long as you treat me, I'll be there for you." Old Yang said with a smile.
When Li Zheng and others came out of the box, the door of the other box was also opened.
"Mr. Liang, it's only 8:30 now. I heard that this is where the nightlife of Xiangjiang begins. Although Huajing is not as good as Xiangjiang, the night scene of Yanjing Tower is also famous. You really don't want to stay and have a look. ?"
"No. He will stay." Liang Zhe said that he is one of the deputy general managers of Liang's mainland, specializing in mainland real estate projects.
Originally, because of Huajing's policy, the mainland's real estate industry was really deserted. Therefore, Liang's vice president in charge of real estate has the least seniority among the vice presidents.
Huang Youzhi's face stiffened, and he was naturally a little worried. But the situation is better than people. He understands his situation. He and Liang Zheming are partners on the surface, but apart from the identity of his native son and brother, and some contacts he has accumulated in the past two years, what else does he have?
vision? The money hasn't been put into his pocket yet, who knows if he's making the right move.
Now, whether it is funds or plans, it all comes from this Mr. Xiangjiang Liang, who is just a person who comes forward.
Liang Zhe patted Huang Youzhi on the shoulder, then ignored his reaction and strode forward. It was half past eight, and he was not sure he would return to the hotel before nine.
"Mr. Liang?" Yang Lao saw Liang Zhe approaching and greeted him with a smile.
Liang Zhe naturally saw Old Yang as well, oh no, to be precise, he saw Li Zheng beside Yang Lao. He ignored everyone's surprised eyes and walked quickly to Li Zheng's side.
He stretched out his hand and touched Li Zheng's forehead, "I bumped into it?"
Li Zheng rubbed his temples helplessly, "Hmm."
Liang Zhe sighed softly, "I don't know how to be careful."
The interaction between the two obviously didn't have any ambiguous words, but the people next to them heard something wrong.
But what was wrong, they couldn't tell.
"Everyone, let me take Li Zheng back, my car is below." Liang Zhe said.
When everyone heard the words, they didn't feel that anything was wrong. Although Li Zheng had been drinking, but what could happen to the two big men, they all nodded.
"Drinking?"
"not much."
"Not much you smell of alcohol."
"You don't even smell yourself!"
"I only drank juice today."
"I do not believe!"
"I don't believe you have heard it." Liang Zhe opened his mouth and approached Li Zheng.
Li Zheng rolled his eyes at him and turned his head away.
"Touch." The sound of something falling to the ground.
Li Zheng and the two turned their heads and saw that Zhu Xin and Huang Youzhi were standing not far from them and looking at them in shock.
The four of them were silent for a moment, Li Zheng glanced at Zhu Xin, and then held Liang Zhe's hand with his backhand, "Editor Zhu, let me introduce, my love."
Another moment of silence.
Zhu Xin took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart.
"Mr. Liang, I'm Zhu Xin." As expected of the editor-in-chief of Xinghua Club, he was just shocked for a moment, then adjusted his mentality and reached out to say hello to Liang Zhe.
"Hello."
After saying hello, the nephews watched Li Zheng and the two leave.
After a long time, Huang Youzhi spit out a sentence that was very familiar to young people in later generations, "Fuck."
**
"It's been twenty-eight days, and I haven't heard back for twenty-eight days. Lao Lu, do you think our paper will be reviewed? Do you know? The dean said that if I pass this paper, I will If you can directly apply to stay in school, he will approve it on the spot!"
Lu Keke glanced at Sun Bin, who had been chatting for a month, and silently moved his seat away from him, "Don't worry, the corresponding author is Professor Li."
Yes, the professor of communication is Professor Li.
I don't know since when, the name Li Zheng has also become a symbol in the biosphere. Just like James Watson, a paper with Watson as the corresponding author, even if it is not well written, the journal will not easily brush it down.
They will ask experts to study it carefully. If it does not meet the requirements of the journal, they will contact Mr. Watson to discuss the return.
And now, Professor Li Zheng of their ninth laboratory also has this privilege.
The corresponding author of their paper is Li Zheng, which is the best insurance.
"But... but!" But this is a cell, not a messy domestic journal, but a cell. In the 1980s, a journal and a college professor took turns reading a cell!
"Okay, don't let it go. Tomorrow is the ceremony for the promotion of professor to associate professor. Are you ready?"
"It's ready. I can't figure it out. Based on the academic level of our professor, the University of Cape Town even sent an invitation letter to invite him to be a tenured honorary professor. We Huaqing are too embarrassed to be stuck on the title. The international ranking can be ahead of us." Sun Bin muttered.
"Teach... teach, no, don't care." Meng Jie stammered.
"I know our professor doesn't care. I'm not angry. Oh, I will give it to an associate professor this year and a professor next year. Sooner or later, it will be given, so why bother." Sun Bin shrugged his shoulders, quite a bit like a villain. .
"Ring Ring Ring" the harsh phone rang.
Sun Bin picked up the phone.
"Hey?"
"Zhao, Zhao, Zhao, Principal Zhao?" When he was nervous, his mouth stuttered a little, which attracted Meng Jie to look at him.
"Professor Li, not here. Me? Us? I'm here!"
"Okay, we'll be right over here," he replied loudly.
Hanging up the phone, Sun Bin took a deep breath, "The principal asked us to go to his office, and I also heard Dean Zhou's voice."
Bang Bang Bang, only the heartbeats of the three people could be heard in the laboratory.
"I have a hunch."
"Me too."
Lu Keke and Sun Bin looked at each other and said in unison, "Thesis!"
The three of them were all excited. Rao was the quietest Meng Jie on weekdays, and there was a hint of red on his dark face. He stammered and said, "Hurry up... hurry up."
The three jumped up from their seats suddenly, spread their legs and rushed towards the laboratory door.
When they were ten meters away from the principal's office, Sun Bin stopped the two of them, "I... I'm out of breath, no, we have to slow down, we represent the face of the ninth laboratory."
"That's right, if it's not a thesis, this face will be lost."
Although the two said that, the speed of their feet was not slow, but they changed from fast running to fast walking.
"bump bump"
"Come in."
The three walked into Zhao Depei's office. Zhao Depei's office was not only him, but also Dean Zhou of the School of Biology.
"Meng Jie, Sun Bin, Lu Keke." Zhao Depei's eyes swept over everyone, and then he called out the names of the three in turn.
The three looked at each other and swallowed, "Yes, principal."
Looking at the nervous appearance of the three of them, a smile appeared on Zhao Depei's face.
"It's a good thing to find you this time." He paused and continued: "Just now, Dean Zhou brought two letters with the mailing address of the "cell" editorial department." Zhao Depei said in one sentence.