Deputy Director Yuan originally wanted to say a few words to him. How could he be so unsteady in front of the media?
However, when he heard these three words, his heart was stunned.
Could it be …
"What came out?" Deputy Director Yuan asked softly.
"Boss Zheng, you won the award! It was announced on the official website!! The official news that was just announced!!! "The staff member quickly ran to Deputy Director Yuan's side and handed the phone over.
After a brief silence, the conference room immediately exploded.
Won the award?
Won the award!
Deputy Director Yuan's hand that was holding the phone was a little stiff. He looked at the phone doubtfully and wanted to confirm it seriously.
If this kind of thing made a mistake, it would be f * cked.
"Here, here." The staff member pointed at the screen excitedly, his voice trembling.
He knew that most of the people in Deputy Director Yuan's group learned Russian, and very few really learned English. Therefore, he immediately explained, "I've been refreshing the official website. First thing! Official news! "
Deputy Director Yuan saw Zheng Ren's name and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure it's the Nobel Prize official website?"
"Yes, yes," the staff member kept saying.
However, Deputy Director Yuan did not look at him. Instead, he 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 phones and opened the Nobel Prize official website to find the list of winners.
Exclamations kept ringing out like a tide, rising and falling one after another. The exclamations were mixed with a few sparse claps. They were all holding their phones, so who was in the mood to clap?
'F * ck, I didn't receive a call. How did I win the award?!' This was what almost everyone present was thinking.
Some people reacted quickly and immediately started to call their superiors or assistants. They wanted to immediately make an announcement!
Such a big matter could not be half a step earlier in the Internet age, but it could not be too late either.
Some people thought as they dialed the number, it was better than before. It was like after the Battle of Waterloo, someone occupied the telegraph machine, resulting in exclusive access to the information. If they could enjoy such big news alone, then what was there to say about their future?
But in the Internet age, such a thing would definitely not happen.
Deputy Director Yuan's hand holding the phone trembled a little. He wanted to appear calm and composed, but his body honestly reflected the waves in his heart.
"Boss Zheng is not bad," he said softly.
"Is Boss Zheng still in surgery?" Ye Qingqiu suddenly asked in a deep voice.
"I think so …" A person beside him replied hesitantly.
"Confirm Boss Zheng's position immediately and ask the security office to send more people!" Ye Qingqiu said calmly.
Then, he looked at Deputy Director Yuan and said, "Director, let's go to the operating theater with our media friends."
Deputy Dean Yuan nodded, put his hands behind his back, and turned to leave the conference room. But his legs didn't seem to listen to him. They didn't move with the rotation of his upper body. They were nailed to the ground like nails.
Without paying attention, Deputy Principal Yuan staggered.
"Dean, be careful." Ye Qingqiu hurriedly supported Deputy Principal Yuan, then glared at the little officer beside him who was reporting the good news, "Be smart."
The young clerk also didn't expect that Deputy Principal Yuan, who looked calm and steady, didn't have good legs. When he walked, he looked like he had a cerebral infarction. He subconsciously held onto the dean's arm and nodded.
Watching Deputy Director Yuan leave the conference room, Ye Qingqiu deliberately slowed down and took out his phone to call Director Yan.
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Director Yan had just packed his things, picked up the briefcase that he had been carrying with him for more than ten years, and was about to leave the office.
Just as he walked to the door, there was a hurried knock on the door. The voice suddenly sounded, giving Director Yan a fright.
His heart was pounding, and Director Yan was very unhappy. He took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Come in."
At the same time, Director Yan's phone rang.
"Hello?" Director Yan picked up the phone.
"What? Are you sure? "
"Okay!"
The director of the director's office pushed open the door. After Director Yan finished the call, he said excitedly, "Director, the official website of the Nobel Prize has announced the results. Boss Zheng …"
"You won the prize." Director Yan nodded. "Even Lin Ge was faster than you. In the future, you have to be more careful."
As he spoke, he opened the cabinet, put the briefcase inside, hung his coat in the cabinet, and changed into a brand new white suit.
"Where is Zheng Ren?"
"He should be in the operating theater."
"Should be?" Director Yan strode out, his voice a little cold. As he walked, he took out his phone.
"Lin Ge? Where is Zheng Ren? "
"Okay, I'll go over right away."
The surgery was almost done. Lin Ge followed Zheng Ren all the way, reporting all kinds of situations on the spot.
Then, Director Yan's phone rang again. This time, it was Ye Qingqiu.
Director Yan walked faster and faster. His white suit fluttered in the night wind.
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A few minutes ago, Tang Xiu sat silently outside the operating theater. She was a little disappointed but did not leave.
Boss Zheng should also be very disappointed. At this time, he needed care and comfort. Even if he came out after the surgery and said that it had been hard for him, it should make him feel better.
Moreover, 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 saw the company's group. Although I don't know the winner of the Biology Award, it's definitely not that hypocrite." Wei Feng saw Tang Xiu looking at him with a hostile gaze. He sneered and said, "As a reporter, are you still using your predetermined position to defend that hypocrite?"
He used the word hypocrite twice to describe Zheng Ren and felt that it was very satisfying.
When Zheng Ren came out later, Wei Feng had already thought of the sharp and unavoidable questions he would ask him.
He would tear through the hypocrite's mask and announce his ugly face to the public! Although the Financial Times would probably not report it, Wei Feng believed that such an "attitude" article would definitely be accepted by a newspaper.
It was very important to spark debate and attract attention.
"Still scrolling through your phone? Even if you explode your phone, you won't get any news, "Wei Feng said sarcastically when he saw Tang Xiu constantly refreshing the webpage.
"You don't even know the proper process. How did you get to be the chief editor? Working under someone like you was really a very bad memory. "
Suddenly, Wei Feng saw Tang Xiu's body slightly freeze. He felt that his verbal attack had worked. It would be best if Tang Xiu could not help but say something extreme.
He touched the recording pen in his pocket and thought to himself, If that was the case, it would be ideal. To be able to take out a nest of old enemies, collude in collusion, this title seemed to be even more shocking.
However, Tang Xiu ignored him. Instead, she picked up her phone and made a call.
What was she doing?
"Sister Sun, Boss Zheng won the Nobel Prize!" Tang Xiu's surprised voice was like a knife cutting into Wei Feng's ears, causing waves of pain. "Take a look at the official website!"
Wei Feng was puzzled. Was she lying to him? How could that young doctor surnamed Zheng win the Nobel Prize?
He took out his phone suspiciously and found the official website of the Nobel Prize.
The moment he saw Zheng Ren's name under the Biology and Medicine Awards, Wei Feng felt that his eyes were shining and his eyes were a little blurry.
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