"Su xiankai! Your telegram! Go to the porter Office Aunt Liu Hongmei occupies the only phone in the room, and everyone's information has to be transmitted by her.

Su xiankai looked up in a daze, and his generous face was in a confused state.

"Oh, your telegram. I don't know what it is. Go and have a look. Don't worry about what happened in your hometown. Your village is in the mountains. It's not easy to send a telegram." The tone of the office aunt is a little strange.

Su xiankai let out a dull sound, put the bookmark in the position he had just seen, and went out.

Looking at his movements, she felt uncomfortable and said, "I read English magazines every day, as if he could understand them. I'm still a teaching assistant!"

There are two people sitting opposite the office aunt, just smiling and not talking.

Su xiankai got out of the teaching building and kicked a stone.

He is a student from Taihang Mountain. The so-called old revolutionary base areas are good to say, but in fact they are both red and expert. But in schools and offices, when everyone talks about Taihang Mountain, their first impression is that they are poor.

Liu Hongmei, an old teacher in the office, talks about "poverty" and "mountain" from time to time.

The reason is very simple. Liu Hongmei's son and Su xiankai graduated in the same year. Su xiankai stayed in school because of his good grades, but Liu Hongmei's son failed to be assigned to the school because he read only an unknown college.

The different fates of the two young people pricked a thorn in Liu Hongmei's heart. Maybe it was menopause. When Liu Hongmei caught the opportunity, she had to satirize Su xiankai and just felt happy.

Naturally, Su xiankai would not feel happy.

On the contrary, the air in the office is almost breathless.

If we use the language of later generations to evaluate, Liu Hongmei is exerting cold violence.

However, although Su xiankai read his papers every day, he had nothing to do about it. He could go to the laboratory, but the laboratory was shared by many groups. When he finished the experiment, he would come out, and he could go to the classroom, but the classroom was also used by the whole school, and he would leave after class.

The school also requires teachers to sit in class to facilitate students to ask questions.

Few people come to ask the TA questions, so Su xiankai walks around the library and office every day.

Because the school can't provide funds for young teachers, so Su xiankai and other young people must do theoretical research first. Only when the theoretical research is done well, can the funds be increased.

Su xiankai is eager to write a theoretical manuscript, publish it in a national journal, and then get the highest funding of 3000 yuan from the school to do the project he wants to do.

Getting the funds and starting the project not only means leaving the "new" stage, but also means having a new office to choose from. Even the worst project office, Su xiankai can move in the first time.

The resentment of middle-aged women is really terrible.

While making plans for the future to hedge against the evil atmosphere of office aunts, Su xiankai quickened his pace.

He seldom receives telegrams. The last time Su xiankai received a telegram from his hometown, it was more than a year ago. There were four words in it: mother's illness and quick return.

Frightened, Su xiankai reversed several trains in the night and stood back to his hometown. As a result, his mother had a stomach problem and was short of money in hospital. His younger brother secretly sent a telegram.

Su xiankai was complained many times by his father for such a simple four character telegram“ "Can eat a cage of vegetarian buns" is almost the catchphrase of Su Fu.

Su xiankai is also worried about what's urgent at home: the autumn harvest is just around the corner, is it the big animal at home? Even if the animal gets sick, don't let the family get sick

Su xiankai thought wildly, went into the porter and asked, "Sir, is there a telegram for me?"

The porter was wearing presbyopic glasses to read a newspaper. When he took it down to read people, he saw a familiar young teacher and said, "telegrams and letters are in the right basket. Take your own. Remember to sign before you go. Don't mix them up."

After the instruction, the porter continued to read his newspaper.

Su xiankai had to look for letters and telegrams in the bamboo basket.

There are a lot of correspondence in a school every day. The normal contact of normal people is by ordinary mail. Some people can send several letters a day, and the porter's letters are sent to teachers. Otherwise, the number will have to increase ten times.

While Su xiankai was rummaging, someone came again and cried, "old sun, do you have my letter?"

The porter took off his presbyopic glasses as usual and took a look at it. Then he saw a somersault cloud turning down and said: "Professor Wang is here. I put your letter in the drawer. I'm afraid it will be dirty."A letter was handed to each other minute by minute.

Su xiankai raised his head and said, "Professor Wang."

"Xiao Su is also here. OK, you're busy. I'll go back first. There's another experiment that hasn't been finished." Professor Wang laughed twice, took the letter and left without wasting any time.

Su xiankai continued to look through the letters. His telegram was urgent and should have been released alone.

However, the porter didn't give a bird to him, and he had nothing to do. The atmosphere of the school was just like this. The dull and conservative atmosphere never disappeared. Of course, there was a strong bureaucratic smell floating around, like the stink of a fox.

The porter only knows the leaders of the school and the Department. Famous or powerful professors and associate professors will also be remembered. In addition, no one can be familiar with him.

"Found it." Su xiankai found a telegram with his name on it while he was complaining.

"Do you have your work permit with you?" The porter pushed the signature book over, pointed at it and said, "sign the letter."

Su xiankai quickly completed the whole process and tore it up on the spot.

The porter didn't say anything. The telegram was really urgent.

There's no emergency. Who will send a telegram? It's based on words.

Swipe.

Su xiankai shook his hand and unfolded the telegram.

The unfolding telegram startled Su xiankai and the gatekeeper sun.

"And the telegram has a hinge?" Lao Sun said that he was at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain... No, he had been in the porter for many years and had never seen a folded telegram.

Su Xian Kai Mu nodded and said, "it looks like a telegram."

The head of the telegram was black with seven big characters and two symbols, "Hello, Mr. Su xiankai."

Su xiankai was dizzy at that time.

Anyone else wrote a telegram like that?

Seven words plus two symbols, two cages of steamed buns are gone!

However, the sender of this telegram is obviously a little special.

He sent a telegram like a letter, and, for fear of not being able to explain it clearly, he had many words of explanation.

In fact, it's no more than inviting yourself to Beijing for an interview with Peking University... Without reading it, Su xiankai has already agreed.

For the ticket, for the accommodation, or for a double berth.

How could su xiankai disagree.

"Peking University is really rich." After reading it, Su xiankai specially counted the number of words: 268 words, at least 20 yuan!

"What's that about?" The porter asked carefully.

"For business, invite me to a meeting." Su xiankai was so happy that he rolled up the telegram and said, "the letter says that a money order is attached. It has arrived in the past two days. Please pay attention to it for me."

"Well, I'll stay for you." The porter immediately agreed to come down, want to ask a few more, the person has already left.

Su xiankai went back to the teaching building, hesitated for a few seconds, resolutely got on his bike and went home.

He's too lazy to listen to the office aunt.

On the third day, Su xiankai came to the porter for the third time.

"Sir..."

"Oh, here comes Sue. Your money order has arrived. I'll keep it for you in the morning." The porter put down his newspaper, took off his glasses, and took out an envelope from the small drawer.

No need to get letters from the mountain basket, people become relaxed.

Su xiankai tore it open on the spot, looked at both sides carefully, turned the front of the car and left.

"Hey, Sue, don't go to work?"

"I'll come later." Su xiankai went straight to the post office.

After taking the money, Su xiankai was at ease. At least he was sure that this was not a liar.

In fact, Su xiankai does not doubt whether he is a liar or not. If he is his wife, how can a person who spends 20 yuan to send a telegram be a liar.

If it costs 20 yuan to cheat a person, it's too expensive.

……

Two days later, Su xiankai and his wife Gu Lian arrived at Peking University and met Yang Rui standing at the door.

"Hello, Mr. Yang Rui." Su xiankai used the first sentence of the telegram.

Gu Lian looked at Yang Rui curiously, then said with a smile, "I don't see that you are younger than our old Su, so you have your own laboratory?"Yang Rui said with a smile: "I am in charge of the laboratory of the school..."

"It's your lab." Gu Lian interrupted Yang Rui with a wave of her hand and said, "you go in. I'll wait outside. How are you, old Sue

Gu Lian straightened the collar for Lao su.

"Let's go in, sister-in-law." Yang Rui opened the door to invite.

"I won't go. I don't understand." Gu Lian is embarrassed to push her husband.

Su xiankai also whispered: "Xiaolian doesn't know scientific research, so you don't have to go in."

Yang Rui smiles, simply stands at the door and asks, "what does my sister-in-law do?"

In fact, Yang Rui doesn't care much about Su xiankai's academic ability. 30 years later, Chinese academicians have much higher requirements than today's academicians. Of course, the learning process is long enough. Even if Su xiankai does not have excellent academic ability now, he must have strong learning ability and strong self-control.

Either way, Yang Rui can accept it.

If one day, Yang Rui can get the Nobel Prize, then in his laboratory, naturally, it's not as good as a calf.

But now, Yang Rui is a freshman. Publishing the experience of cell can only give him an independent laboratory, good or bad, and no other resources.

Second, Su xiankai is the best candidate he has found.

The only thing Yang Rui needs to pay attention to is his character.

Different people have different personalities, which also determines the way of cooperation between the two sides.

Gu Lian took a serious look at Yang Rui and asked, "my job is also an interview?"

Yang Rui nodded and said: "family relationship is also the content of the interview."

Gu Lian glanced at Su xiankai and said, "I'm a worker. I'm a miller. Do you know the Miller?"

"Yes, the magazine is made by milling machine."

"Gee, the brain melon seed who is engaged in research is smart. I work in the factory under the Ordnance Department, a third-class worker."

"Do you like it?"

"Whether you like it or not, you don't have to do it." Gu Lian looked at Yang Rui suspiciously and asked, "what do you mean?"

"If your old Su is transferred to Beijing, you will be separated. What do you think?"

Gu Lian hesitated for a moment, turned to look at Su xiankai, and said, "we have discussed that we should go home once a month. If he is busy, I will come over. If he is not busy, he will come to me."

"It's not easy to work like this." Yang Rui was very much concerned about his young cow. Now the train can not be packed into sardine cans later than the top. If Su Sikai is squeezed into beef strips, he will lose a lot.

Gu Lian listened to Yang Rui's words, gritted her teeth and said, "I support Lao Su's work in our family. In the future, I will go to Beijing and he will keep it and let him work hard."

"No, No." Su xiankai said: "the train is so crowded, I'd better run."

"Whatever you run, you work hard." Gu Lian winked at him and pointed at Yang Rui.

Su xiankai laughs awkwardly twice, turns to Yang Rui, and doesn't know what to call him. He says, "I will work hard. I mean, if I enter our laboratory, I will work hard. Even if I go home, I will try not to waste time. I can take the literature back to read."

"You don't have to when you're not particularly nervous." Yang Rui did not dare to say that this did not happen. During the scientific research competition, he did not dare to waste every second. How many researchers did not dare to wipe the shit twice.

However, Yang Rui was a local tyrant after all. He was even more affable to his favorite calf and said, "don't worry. I don't mean you can't go home. I mean, would you like to settle down in Beijing?"

……