Chapter 2462 Really Won the Prize! (Grandmaster Rests in Fennel Plus 1)

Vice President Yuan originally wanted to say a few words about him, what does he look like if he is so unsteady in front of the media.

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

Could it be...

"What came out?" Vice President Yuan asked softly.

"Boss Zheng, you have won an award! It was announced on the official website!! The official news was just announced!!!" The staff member quickly ran to Vice President Yuan's side and handed over the phone.

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

Got an award?

Awarded!

Vice President Yuan's hand holding the phone was a little stiff, and he looked at the phone half-believingly, wanting to be sure.

If this kind of thing goes wrong, it will be fucked.

"Here, here." The staff member excitedly pointed his fingers at the screen, his voice trembling.

He knew that most of the group of Vice President Yuan learned Russian, and few really learned English. So he immediately explained: "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?"

"Sure, sure." The little clerk kept saying.

But Vice President Yuan didn't look at him, but was talking to Ye Qingqiu beside him. Ye Qingqiu immediately checked and nodded as quickly as possible.

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

The exclamation sounded continuously, like the tide, one after another. The sound of exclamation was mixed with a few sparse applause, all of them were holding mobile phones, no one had the heart to applaud.

I'm a big deal, I didn't receive a call, how did I win the prize! This was almost on the minds of everyone present.

Someone reacted quickly and started calling their superiors or assistants immediately, and issued an announcement immediately!

This kind of big event, in the Internet age, cannot be half a step ahead of others, but it cannot be much later than others.

Someone is making a phone call and thinking, it's better than ever. For example, after the Battle of Waterloo, someone occupied the telegraph, resulting in exclusive sharing of information. If the super can enjoy this kind of big news exclusively, then is there any need to talk about the future?

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

Vice President Yuan's hand holding the phone trembled a little. He wanted to appear calm and composed, but his body honestly reflected the turmoil in his heart.

"Boss Zheng is good." He said softly.

"Is Boss Zheng still undergoing surgery?" Ye Qingqiu suddenly asked in a deep voice.

"It seems to be..." A person beside him replied hesitantly.

"Immediately determine the location of Boss Zheng, and ask the security department to send more people!" Ye Qingqiu said calmly.

Then he looked at Vice President Yuan and said, "Dean, let's go to the operating room with our friends from the media."

Vice President Yuan nodded, with his hands behind his back, he turned to leave the meeting room. But his legs seemed to be out of control, they didn't move with the rotation of his upper body, they were nailed to the ground like nails.

When one didn't pay attention, Vice President Yuan staggered.

"Principal, be careful." Ye Qingqiu hastily supported Vice President Yuan, then glared at the little officer who announced the good news, "Be smart."

The little officer did not expect that Vice President Yuan looked calm and stable, but his legs and feet were not working well, and he looked like he had a cerebral palsy when he walked. He subconsciously helped the dean's arm and nodded.

Watching Vice President Yuan leave the conference room, Ye Qingqiu deliberately slowed down and took out his mobile phone to call President Yan.

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Dean Yan had just packed up his things, picked up the briefcase he had been carrying with him more than ten years ago, and was about to leave the office.

As soon as he reached the door, there was an urgent knock on the door. The voice suddenly sounded, which startled Dean Yan.

His heart was pounding, and Dean Yan was very upset. He took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

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

"Hello?" Dean Yan connected the phone.

"What? Are you sure!"

"good!"

The director of the dean's office opened the door, waited for Dean Yan to finish his call, and said excitedly: "Dean, the official website of the Nobel Prize has announced the results, Boss Zheng..."

"I won the award." Dean Yan nodded, "Linger is faster than you, so I will work more carefully in the future."

As he spoke, he opened the cabinet, put the briefcase in it, hung his coat in the cabinet, and changed into a brand new white suit.

"Where is Zheng Ren?"

"Should be in the operating room."

"Should?" Dean Yan strode out, his voice a bit cold. As he walked, he took out his phone.

"Linger? Where is Zheng Ren?"

"Okay, I'll go right away."

The operation was almost finished, and Linge followed Zheng Ren all the way, reporting various situations on the spot.

Then Dean Yan's cell phone rang again, this time it was Ye Qingqiu calling.

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

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

Boss Zheng must be very disappointed, he needs care and comfort at this time. Even if you come out after the operation and tell him that you have worked hard, it should make him feel better.

Besides, Wei Feng who was sitting opposite her was simply too annoying, Tang Xiu felt that she had to protect Boss Zheng at this time.

"I just watched the company's group, and although I don't know the winner of the Biology Prize, I'm sure he's not that hypocrite." Seeing Tang Xiu looking at him with hostile eyes, Wei Feng sneered, "As a reporter, Are you still defending that hypocrite with presupposed positions?"

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

After a while, when Zheng Ren came out, Wei Feng had already thought about some sharp and unavoidable questions to ask him.

Pierce the mask of this hypocrite and expose his ugly face to the public! Although the Financial Times probably wouldn't report it, Wei Feng believed that such an "attitude" manuscript would definitely be wanted by the newspaper.

It's important to spark debate and attract attention.

"Still swiping your phone? Even if you maxed out your phone, you won't get any news." Seeing Tang Xiu constantly refreshing a webpage, Wei Feng said sarcastically.

"I don't even understand the serious process. How did you get to be the editor-in-chief. Working under someone like you at that time is really a very bad memory."

Suddenly, Wei Feng saw Tang Xiu's body froze slightly, and he felt that his verbal offensive had played a role. It would be best if Tang Xiu couldn't bear it anymore and said something radical.

He touched the recording pen in his pocket and thought to himself, that would be ideal. The title of being able to get rid of the old enemies of the past, and they are working together and colluding together, seems even more shocking.

However, Tang Xiu ignored him, but picked up her mobile phone and made a call.

what is she doing?

"Sister Sun, Boss Zheng won the Nobel Prize!" Tang Xiu's surprised voice cut Wei Feng's ears like knives, with bursts of pain, "Take a look at the official website!"

Wei Feng was puzzled, did he lie to himself? How could that little doctor surnamed Zheng win the Nobel Prize?

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

The moment Wei Feng saw Zheng Ren's name impressively listed under the Biology and Medicine Awards, Wei Feng felt that his eyes were shining brightly, and his eyes were a little dazed.