Tang concentrated on Yang Rui, who had made up his mind, and suddenly felt a little emotion.

Working in school, there are young and vigorous young people everywhere, but most of them are just angry. The so-called anger of mediocrity is nothing but bareheaded and bareheaded.

However, Yang Rui's youthful spirit is obviously to create a lot of incidents and troubles. Pang Mu's ingenious technique is wonderful, but it underestimates Yang Rui's spirit. Just like the middle-aged and old cadres in the school, he is willing to go with the light and be confused.

Pang Mu's plan is very powerful. Once it is used, people can hardly find a way to avoid losses. If you fight for it, it's a muddle headed account. If you don't fight for it, it's also a muddle headed account.

For normal people, they can only go with the current and choose the scheme with the least loss, that is, to see Pang Mu and his father step on themselves, get away from the mire, and even step on the clouds again.

Yang Rui, however, wants to dry up the mire and bury pangmu and his son directly in it.

How much effort does it take to dry the mud? Is it cost-effective?

It's definitely not worth it.

This is an expansion of the existing losses.

But this method, but let no longer young and vigorous Tang concentration, heart beat faster up!

People like Pang Mu have to be treated by people like Yang Rui!

Tang concentrated in the dining room, waiting quietly.

About half an hour later, the school's high pitched loudspeaker suddenly heard the headmaster's voice: "notice, notice, the whole school staff please come to the school auditorium for a meeting at 4 p.m., except for the teachers who have classes, other people are not allowed to be absent for no reason, please convey it to the head of each department and office. Please come to the auditorium for a meeting at 4:00 p.m... "

Tang Zhong slowly got up, but his mood was inexplicably excited.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

In the auditorium of the school, people are crowding and asking each other about the content of the meeting.

Temporary meetings are very common, but temporary plenary meetings are relatively rare. They may have been more frequent in previous years, but they may not be held once a semester in 1984.

In such a big school, thousands of teaching staff are gathered together, and naturally something happens.

Both middle-aged and elderly cadres and young teachers are worried with curiosity, for fear that something bad will happen.

Pang Mu finds his colleagues in the office and stands in the corner, his eyebrows drooping, looking a little lonely.

Of course, his mood is actually excellent.

Today's strategy was implemented smoothly. Of course, it wasn't the most successful scenario - Yang Rui didn't fall into the trap. He went to the headmaster and said that he had forgiven the words of Pang's father and son, so that he couldn't go up and down naturally.

Nevertheless, Pang Mu was very satisfied.

After a noon spread, Pang Mu didn't think Yang Rui could explain clearly. This kind of thing has never been explained clearly.

You say you forgive, teachers will be dissatisfied, you say you do not forgive, dissatisfaction more.

Pang Mu didn't even have to meet Yang Rui again to eliminate the crisis.

Of course, Yang Rui's future achievements are limitless, but so what? As an academic, the higher the achievement, the more he cherishes his feathers. How can he fight against himself again.

Pang Mu doesn't want to be known to the princes, so he can get through the current crisis and don't want to be transferred. First of all, it's a good thing. After two or three years, Yang Rui can be transferred without waiting for peace. By that time, his position may be better than what he is now.

The more satisfied Pang Mu was, the more miserable his expression was.

The female comrades in the same office couldn't bear to see it. They gently advised: "director Pang, don't be too sad. It's not a big deal for your husband to be able to bend and stretch, and lose face."

Pang Mu agrees with this. People always lose something when they live. Compared with health, money and power, face is nothing.

But on the surface, Pang Mu is still sad, just like the empress who has just entered the cold palace. She said in a low voice: "people live a face, trees live a skin. It doesn't matter if I lose face. I'm afraid Yang Rui can't keep his promise and won't let us go."

"He dares!" When the female comrades talked about this kind of thing, they were even more indignant and said, "no matter how powerful he is, he's also a student. It's almost OK. There's no one who can push his nose on his face."

"I'm good enough." Pang Mu sighed and said, "my father did things according to the rules. Who would have thought that... Forget it, it's nothing for me to apologize. It's nothing.""If you don't stay here, there's a place for you to stay. Director Pang, you're such a big man. Why are you so fussy?" In the office, there are always some female comrades with fierce style. She even pushed Pang Mu and said, "what are you afraid of? It's a big deal to start all over again. It's amazing. If I'm transferred to another unit, I don't believe that the school dares not to let people go. "

If the school is stuck with the file, it really can't be transferred, unless it's like when the competition in Colleges and universities is the most fierce, the colleges and universities that dig people will rebuild the file, but ordinary people can't enjoy that kind of treatment.

Pang Mu seized every opportunity to carry out the plan. He raised his voice a little and said angrily, "if I'm in a hurry, I'll have to go far away. But I grew up in the capital, and my relatives and friends are here. Alas... There are many problems, like you call me director Pang, but people in our office know that my deputy is not appointed, It doesn't matter at ordinary times. I can always wait until I get my real name. Now it's no use. I've been transferred away. Other people don't recognize my weakness. "

"Ah, also..." the female comrades in the office who were influenced by Pang Mu also worried about him.

"Comrades, be quiet!" The headmaster's voice came out of the stereo with a squeaky high-frequency noise.

Pang Mu rubbed his ears and looked at the stage with disdain. He said: I want to praise Yang Rui and announce the Nobel nomination. It's really interesting. Next April is the time for the official nomination. Now we're going to announce that we're not afraid of the wind?

Looking for Yang Rui's figure with envy and hatred, Pang Mu thought again: I don't know if Yang Rui has received the news... In fact, how about it? How about it? You can get the Nobel Prize nomination, but you don't understand China's strategy!

"Today, I mainly want to talk about Yang Rui." On the stage, the headmaster talked about Yang Rui at the beginning.

Pang Mu changed a more comfortable posture, looked up at the headmaster, and said: what about the Nobel Prize nomination! It's not my foot wash.

The headmaster's eyes swept in the air and said: "who is Yang Rui? I think everyone present should know. Originally, I should introduce Yang Rui's research work, but considering the limited time, we will say one..."

"PCR, good Chinese people, do not use Chinese names, but also use English abbreviations." Pang Mu thought bitterly, and his face was still a kind of grievance with drooping eyebrows.

"What I want to talk about is Yang Rui's work on potassium channels." The headmaster's voice is very penetrating, and there is a buzzing sound in the hall.

Pang Mu's eyebrows sprang up, thinking sensitively: why is it potassium channel?

Although potassium channel is quoted from hundreds of groundbreaking articles, there is still a considerable gap compared with PCR which can win the Nobel Prize.

Without waiting for Pang Mu to think more, the president continued: "the paper written by Yang Rui, an organization that analyzes potassium channels by cloning mutant genes, was published in the famous journal Cell. I think you all have a certain understanding of this. However, you may not know under what circumstances Yang Rui completed this paper."

Pang Mu's eyes finally showed panic, held a temporary workers' meeting, and then said this thing, what is it for?

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