Chapter 449

Geng Jian trotted to the administration building. When he got to the stairwell on the second floor, he saw miaoshui wearing a patched old military uniform with a military medal pinned to his chest, holding a card and facing the corridor.

His wife, Fei Jie, was also dressed in plain clothes, carrying a backpack and a kettle in her waist. She looked like a logistics soldier fighting a protracted war.

Geng Jian quickly turns to the direction of the corridor and looks up at the words on the card. It's the four character Scripture Miao Sui keeps chanting, plus the name: Geng Jian! Pay off the debt!

Two big exclamation marks are also written in red paint, which is very eye-catching.

Geng Jian's blood rushed to his head in an instant.

He has been to the administration building several times and has participated in a number of activities organized by the Party Committee for student party members, probationary party members and activists. Therefore, Geng Jian clearly knows that at least half of the more than 20 rooms on the second floor are hospital leaders.

As long as these people come out of the door, there is no one who can't see Miao broken, but if they see Miao broken, there is no one who can't see cards, and if they see cards, they can't see Geng Jian.

In today's environment, the word "Geng Jian" is going to be famous in the Department of biology.

Geng Jian has always wanted to be famous. The Biology Department of Peking University is the leader in the country. If he can give students a good impression and teachers a good impression in his four-year student career, he will be very successful in the related fields in the future.

However, Geng Jian never thought that he would become infamous one day.

"What hatred do we have? You want to..." Geng Jian looks at Miao Sui and Fei Jie. His fear is greater than his anger. He also realizes that something is wrong.

Miao Sui and Fei Jie are very calm. Most of the time, he just stands there, neither blocking the communication of other teachers nor shouting.

Only when someone asks, Miao will say what he is ready.

Geng Jian asked the same question. Miao Sui looked at him and said, "it's not hatred. It's just that the old man's death day is coming. If I don't like this, how can I get the money back and buy a vase for him again? All the money of my family is here."

Fei Jie, the young woman, looked at Geng Jian pitifully and said, "my mother-in-law is crying at home, and we can't help it. You are a student and can't afford so much money, so we have to ask for it from your school. "

With the advantage of women, Fei Jie can only talk about "reason" instead of logic.

Geng Jiancai didn't care about other people's death day. He said in a hurry, "we agreed that if I have money, I will give it back to you? We agreed yesterday, and this morning, you agreed. Only a few hours later, you came back to make trouble. Where are people like you! "

"I thought that if you had the money, you would definitely give it back to us, but I didn't expect that one day later, you would have prepared 80 cents." Geng Jian can't help blushing.

When he came back to school yesterday, Geng Jianguang was angry and regretful. He didn't know where to raise money. In fact, he wanted to pay back the money after graduation in two years. Even if he can't, Geng Jian hopes to postpone it for another two days, so that the impact of things will fade, and then there will be other things.

He did not expect that Miao Sui and Fei Jie were so determined.

Fei Jie once again looked at Geng Jian with a compassionate expression, and then said in a soft and calm way: "620 yuan, according to the current interest rate, how can it cost 100 yuan a year? I don't mean that I want to ask for interest with you, but you can't give me 80 cents at a time. How long can you pay it back? Besides, we are still waiting for the money to buy a vase."

"That shouldn't have come to school." Geng Jian is full of grievances.

Miao fragmentary indifferent way: "school money ah, otherwise, you give the money, we turn around and go."

"I don't have money yet..."

"It's up to your school." Miao Sui holds the sign quietly.

Geng Jian turned back, looked at the guide and said, "I really don't have money to pay them back. Besides, they broke a vase on me with a vase in their hand. I couldn't help it. They forced me to write the IOU."

"We have your classmates to testify that you broke the vase. The fragments of the vase are still there, and the purchase receipt is also there." Miao broken immediately gave a word.

The director took a breath and said, "go to President Liu's office first."

Geng Jian hung his head to follow him, entered the corridor and said quietly, "can't you ask the school police to rush people first?"

"What if I come back in two days? President Liu should first understand the situation and try his best to solve the problem. " The director beat Geng Jian back with a word.

Although it's a tough fight now, it's not easy to catch people everywhere. Especially in Beijing, those who have a criminal record and have no job may have some bad luck and be treated unfairly. However, Miao Chuan is wearing an old military uniform and a military medal on his chest. His purpose is to ask for money, so it's not convenient for the school police to manage.As a matter of fact, there are more and more people collecting debts from all over the world. Many state-owned enterprises can sell goods and can't get money back, so that normal production can't be maintained. Many state-owned enterprises and factories have set up their own debt collection departments. They go all over the world to collect debts all year round. In addition to being punished by the opposite factories, most of them are turned a blind eye by the judicial department.

Miao Sui and his wife listen to Wang Bi's guidance and learn from the advanced experience from Shenzhen. They just hold up the brand and don't shout. They don't even splash the red paint, even if they are caught in the police station.

The director had no experience in dealing with this kind of thing, so he was even more upset and said, "I ask you whether the IOU is true or false."

As soon as the words were finished, the director waved his hand again and said, "OK, don't tell me. After a while, the dean asked, you can make it clear. Be careful. Say a few words. Ah, you said you were in a good mood today. You ruined it. "

The last sentence is precious information. Geng Jian asked: "why is the dean in a good mood?"

This time, it was the director's turn to look at him with pity: "our department may have published a good paper. Dean Liu was very happy, and you ran into the muzzle of the gun."

Geng Jian giggled twice. He didn't know what to do except giggle.

There are offices on both sides of the corridor. The door is open. There are always teachers or office workers who have nothing to do. They look out to see Miao's sign.

Today's buildings are narrow and cramped. Office buildings generally use one floor for two floors, and two floors for three floors. The average office area is small, so there are many people in the office. The Department of biology is a medium-sized department. There are more than ten people sitting in an office, and the washbasin and towel on the front of the door are all put away, Wash your face or something, all in the office.

In this way, when Miao Sui holds "Geng Jian! Pay off the debt People in half of the office building can find the sign standing at the stairway.

Geng Jian passed through the corridor, only to feel the hot sight behind him. It was not until he entered president Liu's office that he turned to him.

"President Liu." The guide whispered a hello.

Geng Jian also followed: "President Liu."

"What's the matter?" President Liu didn't lift his head, and his voice couldn't hear his anger.

"This is Geng Jian." The director is really not willing to be the introducer.

President Liu raised his head and looked at Geng Jian seriously. After a while, he said, "it's not urgent. You wait for a while. I'll deal with other things first."

"Good, good." The director nodded repeatedly, and no one was willing to report bad news. It would be better to dilute the good news first. He said with a smile, "I heard there is a good paper?"

The corner of president Liu's mouth was full of laughter, a light cough, and his tone became approachable: "it's not just a good paper, it's cell."

"Cell, an American Journal?" He was a graduate of Peking University. Although he did some research as much as he could after he entered Peking University, the three journals of CNS were still out of reach like holy books.

President Liu nodded slightly and said, "look up, it's right."

"Just looking up?"

"How can we open people's letters and read them together when they come?" President Liu is really happy.

In 1984, only a few years after the reform and opening-up, the original scholars of Peking University hardly made any decent papers, and most of them came back from overseas.

Of course, even with the return of scholars from Shanghai, there are still very few papers published in science, nature and cell.

At present, a paper in nature or science belongs to the academician level. Some old academicians are used to publishing papers in Chinese journals, and it is normal to have no paper in nature or science.

However, as the best university in China, the goal of Peking University is to accumulate more and more good papers. Universities in Asia, such as Nanyang Polytechnic University in Singapore, produce nearly three figures of CNS grade papers in a year. At present, the strongest one is Tokyo University, not to mention that it is the first in terms of absolute quantity and quality.

Now Peking University is almost hungry for good articles.

For Peking University, a piece of cell is like a box of delicious cakes. For the Biology Department of Peking University, a piece of cell is like a cart of delicious cakes with 200 bottles of drinks.

"The envelope sent by" cell "has a clear letterhead. It's a confirmation letter sent back to the author. Let's wait and see. Ah, that's why big journals are different. Every envelope is different. "The director should be in harmony.

Geng Jian shrank in the corner of the sofa, curious, happy and a little lost.

It's a happy thing that he's in trouble, but when he's in trouble, other people have a gift bag from the sky. Then, the person who takes the gift bag is more important than the person who's in trouble. It's no surprise that he's lost.

"It'll be here in a moment. Our department's first top paper of this year." Director Liu clapped his desk with a smile. A thin international email was right in the center of his office.

In a moment.

The office door was knocked, accompanied by a "report".

Dean Liu stood up and said with a smile, "here you are. Well, the letter from cell is waiting for you to solve the mystery."

The same paper, different length, different location, different time of publication, natural meaning is different.

Geng Jian, who kept his head down, also looked at the door.

Standing at the door was Yang Rui, who was wearing a custom linen shirt, a handmade belt and handmade Italian leather shoes.

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