my doctor husband

Chapter 9

Seeing his wife's praise, Liang Hongming got excited and said loudly: "Of course, money is afraid of the truth."

Seeing Liang Hongming's expression, Tian Heng shook his head and said, "You are too bookish. Let me tell you a truth. If money is the same, it is power. If you have money but no power, the money is not secure. But there is If you have power, the money will naturally come to you.”

Liang Hongming looked at him contemptuously: "Look, wife, you now understand why there are so many corrupt officials in China? Why are you an official? Want power! Why do you want power? Make money!"

"Cousin, do you dare to look down on me like this? Do I look like that kind of corrupt person?" Tian Heng was a little angry.

"I won't say it, I'm afraid you will get angry."

Seeing that the two started to pinch each other again, Zou Qin hurriedly smoothed things over and said, "You two, don't you eat steak? Before you touch the fork, your lips are on the fork. Come on, don't talk, eat."

Tian Heng breathed a sigh of relief: "Cousin, we haven't seen each other for so many years, and you still haven't changed at all."

Liang Hongming replied: "You haven't changed, you haven't changed since you were born in the womb."

"Okay, okay, today I invite you to dinner, let's not talk about this, come, try the steak made by Wu Ma."

Liang Hongming laboriously cut the steak with a knife and fork, and said: "You said this good beef, it would be better to stew some potatoes, it must be undercooked, and it smells like blood."

Tian Heng sneered, and Zou Qin laughed too: "Just eat what you have, don't make a fool of yourself."

After the meal, Tian Heng sent the two of them out, still worried about the painting, and said to Zou Qin: "Tell Hongming about Mr. Liu's handwriting for me."

Zou Qin nodded repeatedly and said, "OK, okay, we don't know how to repay you for helping us so much. Hong Ming just can't get around it for a while, so I persuade him."

"Then I thank my sister-in-law first."

Liang Hongming heard Tian Heng's words, and turned his head: "Tian Heng, don't pretend to be a good person there, we two have different worldviews and life patterns, it's better not to interfere with the river."

"Okay, okay, you are Liu Xiahui and I am Huang Shiren, okay?" Tian Heng smiled wryly.

On the taxi back, Liang Hongming was still full of anger.

Zou Qin raised his face, pushed him, and said, "Liang Hongming, don't play tricks on me, and tell the truth, what is your relationship with Tian Heng's wife?"

"What relationship can I have with his wife? A classmate relationship."

Zou Qin sneered and said: "Are you still hiding it from me? When I saw the photos in the living room, I felt something was wrong, and it was even more so when we were eating. Tian Heng has helped us so much, and you always quarrel with him when you talk. I see you It's just that I can't let go of my old lover, it's exactly the same as the TV show, high school classmates, two men chasing a woman, and finally the woman chooses someone else, am I right?"

"What's all this? How many years has happened, how old was it then? We haven't been in touch for so many years." Seeing that Zou Qin saw through this matter, Liang Hongming couldn't help shouting.

"I found out today that she and Tian Heng are divorced, are you overjoyed? First love is so beautiful, isn't it? It would be great if this old relationship could be rekindled?" Zou Qin was still relentless.

"Zou Qin, don't be unreasonable and mess around." Liang Hongming was completely enraged.

"Hmph, you must have something to hide from me."

"Think what you like, don't do bad things at ordinary times, and don't be afraid of ghosts calling at the door in the middle of the night."

"I'm afraid that you will do something wrong in the middle of the night."

"Are you finished? Yes, I just miss my old lover, what's the matter? If I don't admit it, you won't stop, right? Okay, I admit it, are you satisfied?" Liang Hongming was angry.

"Asshole, you really miss her, then you go to find her, go to America to find her."

"Are you making sense? You said it, not me."

"You wait until I grab your fox's tail and settle accounts with you."

Liang Hongming turned his face away, looked out of the car window, and ignored Zou Qin.He understood that it would be useless to say anything more at this time.

4
In a blink of an eye, it was the start of school. Liang Hongming walked to the door of the meeting room of the Faculty of Arts. He was about to open the door when he stopped. He straightened his clothes, wiped his hair, took a deep breath, and opened the door to enter.There were dozens of teachers sitting in the meeting room, and the seats were already full.Everyone looked at Liang Hongming.Liang Hongming was extremely embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

He could only say, "Hi everyone, are you here?"

Mei Yun stood up and said, "Mr. Liang, go to the next door and move a stool. There is one chair for each person in the conference room. You are new here, and the chair logistics department has not delivered it yet."

Liang Hongming hurriedly backed out disheartened: "Oh, good."

Seeing that it was Liang Hongming, Zhang Zhiye paused for a coffee cup: "Huh, a newcomer, Pu'er is not young, and he was late for the first meeting. Teacher Mei Yun, please record his attendance as late. "

Mei Yun nodded and said, "Oh, yes."

Liang Hongming carried a chair into the room, but there was only room in the corner, so he had to sit in the corner.

Holding his coffee cup, Zhang Zhiye said, "Huh, it's very rude to be late for the meeting on the first day, according to international practice. Today, the first meeting of the new school year, two things : The first one is to divide this year's classes, everyone should be active, there is not enough work for the year-end assessment, but it will affect the bonus and job title evaluation. Mei Yun, please read the class list."

Picking up the list, Mei Yun read from front to back: "History of Western Literature, Zhang Zhiye, Literary Theory, Huang Guanyun, History of Modern Literature, He Fengxi, History of Ancient Literature, Yan Qunshu..."

Zhang Zhiye took another sip of coffee, and then said: "The basic arrangement is like this. If some teachers need to change each other, they must report to Teacher Mei Yun. The second thing..."

Before Zhang Zhiye could finish speaking, Liang Hongming stood up and interrupted his speech: "Teacher Zhang, wait a moment."

Zhang Zhiye pretended not to know him, and said in a deliberately emphatic tone: "Oh, you are?"

"I'm a Ph.D. graduate from Beijing Normal University. I'm a new teacher from the Faculty of Arts this year, Liang Hongming." Knowing that Zhang Zhiye was embarrassing himself, he could only introduce himself.

Zhang Zhiye's tone became eccentric: "Beijing Normal University? Oh, I thought it was from Peking University. Mr. Liang, you are a young talent. I have admired his name for a long time. I can tell you something, although Mr. Liang was the last one to submit his resume Yes, but they came from behind and made it to the final three-man list. PK lost an associate professor and a returnee in one fell swoop, so the level is naturally higher than them. This is not surprising. Teacher Liang is the proud master of our teacher Liu Yilun, Sun Xudong It can be said that it is an honor for the Liberal Arts Faculty to condescend to come to our Faculty of Liberal Arts, the younger brother whom the director values ​​very much, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it is flourishing."

Liang Hongming felt very awkward, and said quickly: "Dean Zhang, please forgive me."

The teachers whispered below: "Oh, it turned out that they came in through the back door. I don't know if they have any real skills. These days."

"Okay, that's all for the self-introduction. We got to know you, Mr. Liang, Dr. Liang, and I'll move on to the second thing." Zhang Zhiye showed an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Wait a minute, Dean Zhang." Liang Hongming interrupted his speech again.

"Mr. Liang, you are also a Ph.D. student from Jingshi University. You should know a little bit of courtesy. Why do you interrupt others' speech over and over again? How can I say that you are also your leader, can you respect me?" Zhang Zhi Ye squinted at Liang Hongming.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry. It's not that I don't respect you. I just want to say that my class is not in the class schedule just now." Liang Hongming stood up with his hands spread out.

"Really?" Zhang Zhiye turned around and asked Mei Yun.

"I really don't have this one." Mei Yun lowered her head and flipped through the class schedule.

Zhang Zhiye turned around, paused for a while, and said, "Oh, you don't know, our enrollment has dropped. Originally, the Faculty of Liberal Arts had enough teachers, and some people were forced in. It's not good. Arrangements. Oh, the main courses are taught by experienced teachers, and there are a few elective courses, you can take them if you want."

"Electives are also available."

Zhang Zhiye looked at the schedule again and said, "Now, there are only linguistics, exegesis and classical philology."

"Dean Zhang, but I am studying ancient literature, and asking me to teach linguistics and exegesis, isn't this trying to catch ducks on the shelves?"

Zhang Zhiye frowned, and said, "This is teaching, not buying carrots and cabbage. How can you be picky?"

"I don't want to be picky, but I'm not professional, so I can't talk about it."

"By the way, I remembered. In order to take care of your workload, the department also arranged for you to be the counselor of this level of students. This is a heavy responsibility. Many teachers are eyeing it. I specially leave it to you, Mei Yun. Teacher, remember, Teacher Liang will be the counselor." Zhang Zhiye knocked on the table with his cup.

"I want to take classes, I don't want to be a counselor."

"Mr. Liang, as I said just now, you are a young talent with trendy thinking, and it is easy to communicate with the students. This is not only because the capable ones work hard, but also because the department values ​​you and trains you." Zhang Zhiye smiled. He looked at Liang Hongming intently.

"It's hard work for those who are capable. Professor Zhang must be much more capable than a newcomer like me. With my ability, I'm afraid that I will lead the students to the bad. It's better for Teacher Zhang to be a counselor himself. Besides, I have to do it anyway." Let me take a corresponding course, and I can take it as an elective."

Zhang Zhiye looked around the venue and laughed: "Dr. Liang, if someone is willing to replace you, I have no objection. Is there any teacher who is willing to replace Teacher Liang?"

The teachers of the Faculty of Arts talked about him, and at this moment an old teacher stood up. Liang Hongming saw it and was surprised. It turned out to be the teacher Yan Qunshu whom Mei Yun met in Tongzilou.

Yan Qunshu's voice was firm: "I'm too old to be talented. I'm willing to exchange the history of ancient literature with Mr. Liang's philology."

Seeing that Yan Qunshu came to join in the fun at this time, Zhang Zhiye was very upset, and said, "Teacher Yan, what are you making trouble for, you should write a monograph well and get your professor down before you retire."

"Professor title, don't worry about it, I don't agree with you treating a young man like this." Yan Qunshu was a little angry.

"Thank you, Mr. Yan, you are so old, I think I should do it myself." Liang Hongming looked at him, felt a little sorry, and quickly responded.

Yan Qunshu replied resolutely: "No, I will change this class."

Regarding this, Zhang Zhiye was also very helpless, and said: "Okay, since Teacher Yan is willing to go, let's change. I am very democratic, and Teacher Yan can also get a few more class fees."

Yan Qunshu was so angry that his beard twitched, and he said, "Am I for the class fee? Am I for the class fee? Teacher Liang, I will take the class, and the class fee will be paid to you."

"Okay, okay, just kidding, Teacher Yan is always so angry."

"You are not joking, you are insulting me and education."

After finally solving this problem, Zhang Zhiye went on to say: "The second thing is that due to the adjustment of the Ministry of Education's plan, the application for this year's topic has been advanced, and you can apply immediately. The opportunities are equal, and the best candidates are selected. Interested teachers, Get the application form from Teacher Mei Yun as soon as possible. Mei Yun, is there anything else?"

Mei Yun continued: "I would like to inform all the teachers that the Ministry of Education may randomly check the teaching plans this year. I hope that everyone will keep the teaching plans for every class."

The teachers immediately complained: "Check again, this is a university, not a middle school."

Zhang Zhiye pretended not to hear, picked up his cup, stood up, and said, "The meeting is over!"

The teachers got up one after another, and Liang Hongming also got up, and followed Mei Yun out.

(End of this chapter)