Great Power

Guan Mi shook his head and left: "Well, you have to ask the Director of the Rockefeller Foundation Population Department, Mr. Blanco! He is the person in charge."

Zheng Jianguo took the bag from Zhao Liangliang and turned his head to look at Cheng Mi: "Cheng Mi, I want to take advantage of the embassy and call home—"

"Go and put things down before hitting. Be careful not to run around."

Cheng Mi shook his head and left, leaving Zhao Liangliang looking at his bag a little distracted: "You are the first to take advantage of the embassy so confidently. Give me the letters and photos. They have returned home tonight, you are so I did, and I stabbed it directly to the American media. Is it okay?"

"If I don't do this, things will happen. Some people will think that the big things will be changed into small things. Now it should be all right."

Zheng Jianguo opened the purse and took out a finger-thick envelope. After handing it to Zhao Liangliang, he saw that there was an envelope underneath. Since the last time he checked his identity as a reviewer at the embassy, ​​this was the first request he received. The paper I reviewed, just thinking that I might spare some time here, so I came over: "This is a manuscript, sent to me from "The Lancet". There are four letters to be sent back on it, mainly photos, oh , Hello, Mr. Blanco, this is Zheng Jianguo."

Zhao Liangliang squeezed the envelope and saw that it was sealed and put it away. When Zheng Jianguo had not put the manuscript into the bag, Blanco had already raised his foot to the side, and he quickly greeted Zhao Liang and nodded his head. The former, with a smile on his face, put out his hand: "Welcome your foundation to visit the Republic. You were not invited by Nong Shaoshan, right?"

"No, Zheng, we want to help the development of the Republic in science. Our Rockefeller Foundation is a non-governmental non-profit and politically inclined foundation. You should know that Yenching University was also donated by us almost a century ago. There is also Union Medical College that is about to reopen-we are to help the Republic, not for someone."

Blanco quickly shook his head and said with contempt, and found that Zheng Jianguo's expression was still good, and a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Well, you are different from all the Republicans I have met. Like a black and white American."

"Ha ha."

Zheng Jianguo glanced at Blanco who was smiling, and he knew what this person was talking about: "Well, it really surprised me, Mr. Blanco can understand Chinese?"

"It's just that you said too fast."

Shrugging his shoulders and raising his eyebrows and tilting his head, Blanco turned his head and looked around, and found that there were no obtrusive people. He turned around and said: "It's just Zheng, he and many leaders of your country have problems. As far as I know, this does not seem to be good news for you in general relations?"

"This is normal, because now the Republic needs help from the outside world so much that even a liar has to take it seriously."

Zheng Jianguo said with a deep expression in his heart, but he did not move, but he obviously muttered Blanco's Chinese ability: "Yes, there is an idiom in the Republic called Qianjin buy bone, Zheng, you are a genius, and the more difficult thing is , I found that you know exactly what you are doing. I hope you can go higher and farther on this road—"

"Thank you for lending you good words!"

Accepting the other party's kind words, Zheng Jianguo also turned his attention to the identity of a temporary consultant: "I heard that Nong Shaoshan is a consultant for your fund?"

"It's just an introducer, it's all right now."

Blanco nodded and said that Zheng Jianguo couldn't say anything when he reached his throat. Everyone bluntly used Nong Shaoshan as a chamber pot. No matter how much he had an idea, he wouldn't use it as a chamber pot. He laughed immediately. Said: "Then I can rest assured, I was afraid of delaying your work, oh, Mr. Bruce——"

The two of them were chatting in the aisle. When the door at the entrance opened, a figure turned into. Looking at each other as casually as he was in his own home, Zheng Jianguo greeted him loudly. This is his nobleman. , The tone was relaxed a lot: "How have you been recently?"

"Recently, hehe, not as good as you~"

Bruce turned his head to see the person who greeted him. He took off the cap on his forehead and clamped it under his arm. His eyes paused on Blanco's face, and he smiled: "Hehe, you two know each other, Blanco. , Zheng, how are you two talking about, oh, let me guess, you two must be talking about futures?"

"Bruce, you guessed wrong now."

Blanco smiled and greeted him, and then heard Zheng Jianguo speak: "Just now I had a dispute with Mr. Blanco's temporary adviser, and now it has been said, Mr. Bruce, I wish you a happy New Year's Eve!"

"Yes, today is your Christmas Eve, New Year's Eve!"

Bruce responded with a smile and said to the two of them left and right, and finally fell on Zheng Jianguo's face, putting his hands together in a relaxed and cheerful tone: "Zheng, you are now a millionaire, and I am about to ask you to congratulate you. Next, I didn’t expect to meet here. Come and tell me, will silver futures go up? Will your long-term contract be delivered in advance? If it’s me, it will be delivered directly. At least it will fall. In my hands, I heard them say that it is dangerous to speculate in futures, and you will lose everything if you are not careful—"

"So, I'm going to switch to short-term, at least once a month. Long-term is too dangerous—"

Bruce paused when Zheng Jianguo said bluntly. The latter obviously did not expect that he was just joking, but he was taken seriously, and he blinked two dark blue eyes to confirm and said: "Really?"

"It's true, I decided when I got off the plane."

Zheng Jianguo nodded his head to confirm. Just when Bruce and Blanco looked at each other, he heard him continue to speak: "But I am not afraid of losing everything. I think it is too dangerous for the long term. I will invest in the short term after the early delivery. , One month, so I will earn more, of course, if I lose, then I will lose more! It’s just that I invested 200,000 yuan, and as long as I can keep so much money, I won’t lose. ,Right?"

"Yep!"

Blanco quickly responded. Unlike Bruce, as the chief director of the Rockefeller Fund, he clearly knows Zheng Jianguo's current role as a weather vane in silver futures, but the next moment he hears that this product is still going to be invested, he feels moved. Looking at Bruce, he said, "Zheng, you know I have some money, do you plan to—"

"Zheng, we have to participate too!"

When he heard Blanco’s voice, Bruston was moved. He knew that this person who controls the approval of several hundred thousand in the Rockefeller Foundation is still a major client of the New York Stock Exchange. After acting, it is not pediatrics: "Blanco, what do you say?"

"Oh yes, I mean the same!"

Blanco nodded in response. He originally took the initiative to talk to Zheng Jianguo for this purpose, but before Bruce would come out: "Zheng, can you take me with you when you deliver it early?"

"Ok?"

Bruce was stunned. He originally wanted to take out 10,000 yuan for Zheng Jianguo to help with the operation. He didn't want Blanco to ask for inside information directly, so his expression changed: "This, is it illegal?"

"No, as long as it's not intentional."

A smile appeared on Blanco's face, and Bruce followed with a smile: "Zheng, tell me in advance when you hand over, I see if I have time to find you—"

"Either the second or the third, next month."

Zheng Jianguo nodded and said after confirming, he smiled at the two of them and said, "It depends on whether I go back on the 1st or the 2nd, do you know?"

"Well, we will know, you don't need to say!"

Blanco responded with a smile, and Zheng Jianguo nodded and said: "Then I won't bother you, let's see you in two days~"

"Okay, okay, see you in a few days~"

Bruce automatically translated the two days into a few days, and Zheng Jianguo took the bag to the front desk. He didn't expect a girl and Zhao Liangliang he hadn't seen sat there. When he saw him appear, the latter said, "You are finished talking. ?"

"After the chat, it's time to call home, but there are two calls, one of which is written on Cheng Mi's head, and I have to call the teacher."

Zheng Jianguo threw the bag directly at his feet. He carried it since he got out of the car. Only Zhao Liangliang helped to hold it for a while. At this time, he felt his hands were numb and moved. After he found out the address book, he found it and placed it. In front of the girl: "Thank you."

The girl had black perm hair, her round cheeks were a bit gloomy by the light reflected by the lamp. After taking the address book, she started calling. Zhao Liangliang stood up and touched a teacup from the side. When she reached the back, she opened the dark kitchen to the water and let it go. At his table, he said, "They said you like coffee, so you can drink it only in the restaurant. Warm your hands."

"it is good!"

After touching the cup that was not hot or cold, Zheng Jianguo felt the warmth coming from above and shuddered all over his body. This is really a contrast to feel hurt. The girl has already passed the domestic route, so it will be soon A voice came: "Crack, who do you look for?"

"Who are you, I'm looking for Teacher Wei Jianran."

Zheng Jianguo found that he hadn't heard who it was, so he asked Wei Jianran to be found. At this time, the school should have been closed, and the deans would not go to the school if there is nothing to do. Wei Jianran of the Academic Affairs Office would definitely not find it. As expected, a voice came from the microphone: "Chief Wei is not here, where are you? If you want to leave a message to her, she will be on duty only in the second grade—"

"Then you leave him a letter, just say that I am Zheng Jianguo. I need her to count the school's research equipment and equipment. A letter will be sent to her in a few days, and there will be an address on it to send me a letter. , Hung up."

Looking at the watch on his wrist, he said in less than a minute that Zheng Jianguo hung the microphone on the machine, pointed his hand at the number on the school, and smiled: "Thank you, please help me with this number!"

"Hehe, Jianguo, you don't need to be so saving."

Zhao Liangliang raised his head next to him, and Zheng Jianguo quickly shook his head: "That won't work. After all, it's taking advantage of the country. If it's too much, it will definitely make some people awkward. Long distance is not cheap. It's just a little bit that can be saved."

"How do you comrades talk, I feel like I'm taunting?"

Suddenly a voice came, Zheng Jianguo turned his head and looked, only to see a man in Chinese tunic suit wearing thick black framed sunglasses. I don't want him to speak yet. This man has already raised his chin: "You are Zheng Jianguo, right? They said the same, there was a wave of impetuousness all over, how did you treat Professor Nong like that?

"Oh?"

With a stunned expression, Zheng Jianguo bent over and took out the recorder from his bag, opened it and quickly rewinded to the beginning, clicked the record button, and looked at the middle-aged man: "Who are you?"

"I'm--"

The middle-aged man subconsciously opened his mouth and saw Zhao Liangliang behind him shook his head, and immediately took the tape recorder and looked at it, not wanting too much strength in his hand, clicked the pause button and then the tape recorder He also got out of his hand, and fell on the smooth floor tile with a snap, and the tape, the lid, and the buttons all burst into flight.

While staring at the tape recorder on the ground, the middle-aged man listened to a voice coming from the side: "This is Sony’s latest tape recorder. It has an automatic rewind recording and playback function for US$399. You can consider what to do when you fall. Give me back the money or lose my machine, otherwise I will add your behavior to Professor Nong's part when I am interviewing next time."

"You, you, do you want to rebel?"

The middle-aged man's voice rang up and down, and the girl who dialed the number also raised her head: "Dialed--"

"Thank you!"

Zheng Jianguo looked at the tape recorder that was broken on the ground, and even took the call. When he was about to speak, he heard a cordial voice: "Hey~ this is the Sanlibao team, this is the Sanlibao team, where are you?"

"Secretary Guo, I am the United States~"

With a brilliant smile on his face, Zheng Jianguo felt sour and astringent ripples in his heart. Fortunately, Guo Binghe's voice on the phone came from now: "Oh, wait till you call, my friend, my friend. Go and use the loudspeaker to call Dr. Zheng. Grasshopper called him-Grasshopper, you are on the phone. Your father almost suffered a quarrel with someone. Fortunately, your friend Luo Gang often visits home. It happened that day. No one was beaten when he was there."

"Secretary Guo, what's the matter?"

Hearing that Zheng Fugui was okay, Zheng Jianguo let go of his hanging heart, and then recalled the rush when he left and did not talk to Luo Gang and Kou Bin. Then if someone told Luo Gang, he did it himself. In the middle of the show, Zhang could be called a quiet face, and a voice came from the microphone: "Your dad saw a few educated youths who had returned to the city squatting on the side of the road when he got off work and watched. Those who weren't from our brigade just said a few words, who would have annoyed people--"

"Grasshopper, the grasshopper call came?"

From far and near, Zheng Jianguo heard the sound inside and Zheng Fugui's voice came: "Grasshopper, how are you in the United States? Sini said you are on the other side of the earth now, your mother said When the people here are facing up, your head is facing down—I wonder if it can live?!"