Xu, I took the medicine, just finished microblogging, I trapped my heart, I got a bun, and the Meng Zon got back to the room and slept.

It is already the next morning when you wake up.

The confused wash face, reluctantly, Fuyuan Chang ... only didn't wish Zhengqing.

Find out the mobile phone number dialing the past, the voice also shows the shutdown state.

Meng Zi knows that there is a place where there is a place.

He first called Wan.

Professor Wanke opened the door: "Do you have anything else, give me a few more."

He said that the Meng Zon knows the one-party book that proves the paper of Gothbach in the "Mathematical Journal".

"Mathematics Annual Journal" has sent a total of Meng Zi's three books. The Meng Zon knows that he has sent five birthdays to Wan.

He asked: "What happened?"

Professor Wan said, "This is not yesterday afternoon, you have to see me in the sanatorium. I didn't hold back, I got out of the one of the books you sent out ..."

Said to take it out, actually take it out to show off.

The mind of the elderly, I know a look at the mean.

"Results, you guess," said the professor of Wan Hui said: "It is a seven old eighty people. It is necessary to point to the face. I have ran it, and I can't come back."

He also thought about staying with one or two after he died, and fired into the casket together. As a result, the guy fell, and he didn't leave him.

Although it is said, it is not difficult to hear the pride in the tone of the talents.

"Well." Meng Zon knows that there is more smile: "I have time, I will send you a few times."

"It is also necessary to five." Professor Wan said: "You can remember."

"Eh!"

Hanging up the phone, the Meng Zon knows that he has hit the Fuyuan General.

"I'm not intended to think about the dean, yesterday, my body was not very comfortable, so I slept early, is you looking for me?"

"Is your body uncomfortable? Is you better now?"

"A lot, I'm worried about the dean."

"That's good," Fu Canglean said that it was a matter: "I am in a hurry to Professor Meng, mainly for two things. One is the report of the report, this is what we have long said, it is specific Some arrangements have to ask for your opinion. This second thing ... "

Fu Ruyuan did not hide the excitement in his own tone: "People's Daily", "Journalism", "Jingcheng Daily", these three newspapers plan to give you a joint interview, Professor Meng feels? "

The general will come.

Meng Zha did nod: "This is a good thing, but you also know, Fuyuan, you also know, I haven't been very good for my body, plus it now to prepare for the report. Speech and PPT. What to interview, if it is necessary, can be free from it. "

Those who think of the Mont of Meng Zhi is indeed a lot of thin, Fuyuan presses the disappointment of the heart. He also desires to know this Dongfeng through the Meng Zhu, let the Beijing Mathematics Department in the domestic popularity!

He said: "The body is heavy, the body is heavy, you can rest assured, I have a number in my heart."

He also said: "This is not good in the phone, Professor Meng, are you free now?"

"Yes." Meng Z is said: "If you don't, I am going to the office to find you?"

"Great."

Hanging up the phone, the Meng Zha was trusted to drive the capital University.

He didn't rush to find Fu Dean, but the laboratory first.

After a guest of Xu Yinhua, I would like to ask: "Yes, where is the professor?"

"You said the professor?" Xu Yehua said: "He please leave, saying that he is a sick."

"Do you know where he is his home?"

"I didn't listen to him."

"This way." Meng Zon knows brows.

I know that I wish Zhengqing's whereabouts is a good thing, but I think so much, I don't know how to say that Zhengqing is not talking to him!

And his mobile phone still offers ...

Just like this martial art, the dean office arrived, he knocked on the door.

"Fu Dean."

"Professor Meng is coming." Fu Carajac, full of red, personally gave him a cup of tea.

Meng Zi knows hands, then open the door to see the mountain: "About the report?"

Speaking of a business, Fuyuan is seriously serious: "This, the specific matters of the report will arrange the academic committee and the students will be properly arranged. This will ask Meng's professions. First, the specific time schedule of the discussion Second, it is to determine the list of invitation. "

Meng Z is nodded: "Time, it will be held next Saturday, held in two days, the first day and the second day, I guess the Gotbach in the morning, in the afternoon, is this question, this is possible?"

"of course can."

Said, Fu Canglean handed a document to Meng Zu: "This is the list of participants in the academic committee, you will see."

The Meng Z is engaged in the past, and the famous scholars at home and abroad, and the number of people is not two hundred.

"no problem."

"That line." Said, Fuyuan moved on the table and went to the invitation, and smiled: "Finally, please contact your name on these invitation letters."

Looking at these beautiful invitation, Meng Zhizhen is shaking.

After half an hour after the office of the dean, the Meng Zon knows that the wrist, I can't help but think of the things of Zhu Zhengqing, just at this time, his phone rang.

"Hey, where have you been?"

"Hey, how is your body?"

The two sounds almost sounded at the same time, and they disappeared at the same time, only one shallow two breathing sounds left.

"Well." Mangzu knows that he speaks low, magnetic, and there is no shortage: "I am fine, what about you?"

I wish Zheng Qing reached out and smashed the ears, and the light flashed.

Such a good voice, if it is doing it ...

He breathed slightly, but he didn't show it, he said: "My grandfather knows me and your business."

"Well?" Meng Zhade is a feet.

He is more or less known for the home of Zhu Zhengqing.

I wish Zhengqing parents early, there is only one grandfather at home. He is not small, no retirement, is the chairman of the Ship Heavy Industry Corporation and Party Secretary, researcher-level senior engineer, enjoy the special allowance of the State Council, and enjoy the positive level treatment after retirement.

Ship Heavy Industry Corporation is one of the top ten military groups of Hua Guo.

Otherwise, how to dare to say that Zhu Zhengqing is a famous door.

"How did he say?"

I wish Zhengqing looked up at the old man in the sun and the old orange cat. He said: "He is underwell to deceive me back, let's talk about my leg."

Wen said, the Meng Zon knows the loose tie: "then?"

"He is reluctant." Zhu Zhengqing laughed.

The Meng Zon knows that he does not help with a breath, he said: "Do I need to see my father now?"

I wish Zheng Qing sigh: "Other, he is now on the air!"

He said: "He is too old."

Not only!

The Meng Zon knows that he can't live in his lips, and slowly said: "What about you?"

I wish Zheng Qing's heart, "I am not discarded."

It is said that men are like pure, the longer the time, the more fragrand, this sentence is used in the megabytes.

"Well." Meng Zon knows, and it is very satisfied with Zhu Zhengqing's attitude: "When are you coming back?"

I wish Zhengqing helplessly said: "After a few days, I want to spend more to my grandfather at home."

"Good." Meng Z is nodded.

The author has something to say: Meng Zhu knows: Can the old wine in the seventy years?

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