Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Yang Rui took the business card and put it in his wallet under Director Ma's watchful eye.

At this time, Director Ma turned his head cheerfully, and began to chat happily with other people at the same table.

In his opinion, Yang Rui is already in his arms.

After all, the introduction of academic monographs into textbooks is basically the greatest expectation of an academic.

Director Ma has not counted how many academic monographs are published in China every year, but he knows that there must be a lot of them, and how many academic monographs in China can be included in the recommendation list of the Department of Higher Education each year, Director Ma has not counted, but he can succeed The textbooks of domestic colleges and universities are a drop in the bucket!

Of course, it is extremely difficult to make an official textbook, and Director Ma is not completely sure. However, from his point of view, it is a big deal to provide Yang Rui with opportunities, and it is not important whether he can be sure.

Just doing a little favor.

Director Ma thought about it in his mind, and occasionally glanced sideways at Yang Rui, feeling the pleasure of having all the heroes in the world in my hands.

Yang Rui is indeed gentle and virtuous.

When the banquet started, Yang Rui clinked glasses with Director Ma.

But apart from the first glass of wine that everyone drank together, Yang Rui didn't drink it down.

This made Director Ma very unhappy suddenly.

I gave you such an important opportunity, and you don't even give me face!

Director Ma's pupils shrank, and he said to the colleague next to him, "Young man Yang Rui is not sensible."

"He has a book in his hand, we don't care if he understands it or not, you say so." This person seemed to make the matter happen, and in turn persuaded Director Ma: "In short, let him write Director Zhu's book first. Write the son's name on it, and we can talk about the rest later."

"Well...can't let his book enter the list for nothing."

"That's for sure. With just one name, it would be good to give him a chance to perform."

"As far as the performance just now, I don't want to watch it again."

"Young people don't know how to praise, Director Ma, don't be angry."

"Let's leave him alone, let's drink." Director Ma picked up the wine glass and drank it comfortably. He was shaking his head in a carefree manner, but he suddenly stood up.

"Cheng Chu, why are you here?" Director Ma hurriedly put down his cup, and stretched out his hand to Cheng Yu who just came in from a distance.

"I came to see our Yang Rui." Cheng Yu laughed exaggeratedly, attracting countless eyes.

Then there was a flurry of greetings.

Yang Rui also stood up with a smile, and when Cheng Yu came over, he shook hands with him and said with a smile, "I thought Cheng Yu wouldn't be here, but I'm very busy today."

"No matter how busy you are, I'm not as busy as you. I had a meeting and came over as soon as it was over. Today is your big day. I must come and see." Cheng Yu smiled brightly and generously. After returning, Cheng Yu gradually recovered his extroverted personality.

In Delin Farm, as Jing Cuncheng's roommate, the thin and older Cheng Yu had a difficult life. His thin body made it difficult for him to support day-to-day physical labor, and the depressive atmosphere on the farm also made him out of breath.

However, after returning to the capital and returning to work, Cheng Yu's life has entered a new level.

In terms of position, Cheng Yu is the director of the General Office of the Department of Higher Education. Although he is the same director as Director Ma,

But Cheng Yu is a highly appointed deputy department-level cadre, and more importantly, Cheng Yu's old friends, old subordinates and old bosses have returned to the city one after another, which makes Cheng Yu's status in the world naturally superior to others.

When it comes to work, Cheng Yu's strong working ability and his strong political correctness have made him famous in the Department of Higher Education and the Ministry of Education. Just look at the people around you who say hello. Cheng Yu is a naturally charming man, and It's the kind that gets more attractive the older you get.

Director Ma waited for Cheng Yu and Yang Rui to shake hands, then shook hands with Cheng Yu awkwardly, and said with a smile, "Cheng Yu and Yang Rui know each other?"

Position does not equal ability, let alone rights. Cheng Yu is a man with an account in the central government, who often represents the Ministry of Education to participate in various educational meetings, while Director Ma does most of the work to run the lottery, the two are completely different.

"Yang Rui and I are old acquaintances." Cheng Yu took Yang Rui's hand and patted him on the shoulder very acquaintedly. If the initial contact between the two was of the nature of repaying gratitude, then Yang Rui's growth and development in the next year or so His performance made Cheng Yu so impressed that he was cited as an Olympic aid.

Like a traditional old man, Cheng Yu couldn't wait to pull Yang Rui and introduce him: "Many of you may not have noticed, it has been reported in the news long ago, our classmate Yang Rui is going to win the Nobel Prize, You know the Nobel Prize, the highest medal of honor in the world..."

"It's just possible." Yang Rui still wanted to express his humility.

Cheng Yu waved his hands with a smile, and said, "What's possible? We Chinese, from generation to generation, do things that are determined by man. You don't want to win the first Nobel Prize, but you will be won by others." gone."

"It's the same for anyone." Yang Rui smiled wryly, not knowing what to say.

"How can it be the same? Come on, let's sit down and talk." Cheng Yu looked left and right as he spoke, trying to find a place to sit down.

Director Ma obediently gave up his seat and said, "Cheng Chu, sit here and chat with Yang Rui."

"Okay, okay, let's squeeze." Cheng Yu didn't think much, and sat in the seat of Director Ma, who hurriedly asked the waiter for new bowls and chopsticks.

Cheng Yu nodded to Director Ma, and continued to happily chat with Yang Rui, ignoring Director Ma's earnest expression.

Director Ma sat beside him with a smile on his face, racking his brains to figure out what kind of dialogue he could join.

He didn't see the minister or deputy minister in his spare time, and if he wanted to curry favor with a director, he had to start with his son. He saw Cheng Yu a lot, but he rarely had a chance to eat at the same table.

Director Ma sat like a needle cushion, turning his mind for a long time, taking advantage of Cheng Yu's speech, and said with a smile: "I just said that Yang Rui's brain is very lively..."

"Oh, Lao Jing is here, so I said, on today's occasion, Lao Jing is coming." Cheng Yu said and brought Jing Cuncheng over, and introduced him to everyone.

Director Ma immediately gave up his position again.

Although Jing Cuncheng is only the vice president of China Silk Company, the leaders at the deputy ministerial level are all heavyweights, and Director Ma is also careful in dealing with them.

"Yang Rui!" Jing Cuncheng also turned the handshake into a hug.

The Chinese are a very introverted nation, but Jing Cuncheng's gratitude to Yang Rui is sincere. It comes from the most needed help in the most painful time, far exceeding the level of giving charcoal in the snow.

Jing Cuncheng put his arms around Yang Rui, patted him on the back vigorously, and said, "Congratulations."

Jing Cuncheng doesn't know much about academics, so when Yang Rui publishes a paper or something, Jing Cuncheng won't be too excited, but the publication of a book still makes Jing Cuncheng feel excited, making him feel that Yang Rui has indeed achieved An important, staged success has been achieved.

"Congratulations!" Jing Cuncheng said again, he was really happy for Yang Rui.

"Come on, let's squeeze again." Cheng Yu arranged Jing Cuncheng to sit on the other side of Yang Rui, and moved to you at the same time.

A table for ten people is okay for one person, but it is a bit crowded for twelve people. The man next to Director Ma resignedly gave up the table and sat elsewhere.

"Sorry, sorry." Jing Cuncheng apologized twice with a smile.

"It's okay, I don't know where to sit." Director Ma smiled, not thinking that he sat in the same position as his colleague just now.

"Yang Rui!" The principal at the other table came over and made the whole table stand up again.

At the same time, following the principal, there were other leaders who finished their speeches, most of them came from the Ministry of Education, and a few came from schools and research institutes. Among them, the highest position was the vice-ministerial-level president of Peking University.

Director Ma gave up his seat helplessly with a smile on his face, and couldn't help complaining in his heart: Since you are going to come over, why did you arrange Yang Rui at my table.

"Just ask, what is the origin of this Yang Rui, a student." Director Ma whispered to the colleague next to him.

"Are you thinking about how to get him to agree to add a name?" The colleague looked at the chaotic banquet hall and said, "It's easy to offend people now, why don't you wait a few days?"

"What name do you want to add now..." Director Ma couldn't finish his words in anger, and said, "With Cheng Yu here, do we need to show it?"

"Ah...then what should I do?"

"It's not too bad to sell a favor." Director Ma felt extremely strange.