When I came to the hotel and entered the door of the private room, there were three people sitting on the sofa chatting.

An unknown person, who seems to be a businessman. There is also one person who is Zhao Lin, the son of Zhao Haibo, whom Wu Mian has seen, and the other one has been seen in the information, Deng Ming.

Deng Ming is about 1.76 meters tall, white and clean, and speaks softly. After seeing Wu Mian, he took the initiative to stand up and stretched out his hand enthusiastically.

"Teacher Wu, I have heard of the name for a long time, and it is like thunder. ”

The hands are soft, there are no calluses, and the sebum layer is ...... Wu Mian touched Deng Ming's hand, and a series of useless data poured up.

"Hello, District Mayor Deng. Wu Mian said hello simply.

"Not yet, it will only be announced in a few days. Deng Ming smiled and said, "Didn't Dean Xue tell you?" ”

Wu Mian pretended not to notice the slight change in Deng Ming's movements, let go of his hand, and said, "The National Development and Reform Commission and the State Council have my friends, and when I returned to the imperial capital, I picked up the wind and talked about the development of a new area to be established in the provincial capital. ”

Deng Ming frowned.

"You are a top student who came back from Cambridge, and the National Development and Reform Commission thinks it is a pity for you to stay in the provincial capital, and has been trying to transfer you here. Wu Mian said with a smile.

Xue Chunhe heard the name Cambridge again, and his heart moved.

Mr. Wu's information channels and connections are really not to say. I used to believe his, but now it seems that things have become more interesting.

"It's been many years since I graduated, and I haven't achieved much since I came back, so I'm ashamed. Deng Ming smiled slightly and made a gesture of please.

"Mr. Wu, please take a seat. Thank you for being here this time, thank you so much. Deng Ming said, "I went to see the child, and the old leader took my hand and couldn't speak for a long time." ”

"I know his temper, and I will not accept it all my life. But for you, it feels really different, and it makes me, a closed disciple, feel envious. ”

"Doctor, treat the sick and save people normally. Wu Mian is not polite, the main purpose of today's meal is to express gratitude, but what he wants to say is extraneous.

After taking a seat, it was still the old rule to listen to Zhao Lin and Deng Ming express their gratitude first. Wu Mian just listened casually, and similar words were received almost every day when a doctor became a doctor.

Good guy card, which doctor hasn't received a bunch of them.

After chatting for a while, Wu Mian intentionally or unintentionally shifted the topic to Bajingzi and the development of the new area.

Deng Ming is still quite cautious about this topic, and it seems that he is reluctant to say more. Wu Mian didn't force it, but talked about a lot of gossip when he was in London.

At the beginning, Deng Ming was still a little surprised, Mr. Wu Mian and Wu should spend most of his time doing academic research in the United States, how can he be more familiar with London than himself?

Speaking of the past, Deng Ming was also quite embarrassed, and his words gradually increased.

"District Chief Deng, when you graduated, you didn't feel very well. Wu Mian asked.

Xue Chunhe and Zhao Lin were stunned for a moment, not understanding what Wu Mian meant. Isn't it pleasant? What the hell is this?

Deng Ming smiled bitterly and said, "Teacher Wu, have you ever attended the graduation ceremony?"

"It was four years ago when I had a minor operation on David James in London. David invited me to be the rotating principal and to award degrees to the students who graduated that year. ”

In an instant, Deng Ming's expression became very exciting.

"I'm sure I don't agree, I can't accept their customs. Wu Mian smiled and said, "Did District Chief Deng just bow when he graduated?"

"Hmm. Deng Ming nodded.

"Oh, Mr. Wu, I didn't understand a word of what you were talking about. Zhao Lin asked curiously.

"The Cambridge graduation ceremony is a strange ceremony, in which the provost of the college leads the students to kneel in front of the rotating "president" and clasp their hands together with the rotating president, and the degree is conferred on you in the name of the Holy Father, Holy Son, Holy Spirit. If you have other beliefs, you need to let us know in advance, and you can bow instead. ”

This gossip is rarely heard, and I haven't heard Deng Ming talk about it. Zhao Lin didn't expect that Cambridge, a banner school with scientific prosperity, would have such rules.

It doesn't seem to be much different from Old Eagle Mountain.

"David...... Teacher Wu and Provost David are familiar with each other?" Deng Ming asked.

"Okay, there were some exchanges. Wu Mian said, "Usually David is very cautious, but as long as he starts drinking, he seems to be a different person." ”

Deng Ming smiled politely, obviously not believing.

"Provost David took good care of me at that time, he was a teacher with good morals. "After leaving Cambridge, the impression of other teachers gradually blurred, but David and I have always been in touch. ”

"Originally, I was scheduled to go to see the provost at the end of the year, but this new area has just been built, and I am afraid that I will not be able to leave. ”

"Hehe, you can let David come. Wu Mian said with a smile.

"......" Deng Ming's eyes showed obvious emotions for the first time, surprise and disdain were mixed together, and they were fleeting.

Xue Chunhe was a little embarrassed.

The country is very large, and there are local folk customs in various places.

Deng Ming is born in the south, and he doesn't like the atmosphere of Montenegro Province very much, especially the energy of retreat at the wine table, as long as he opens his mouth to talk, the car will drive endlessly, he especially hates this.

But is Mr. Wu really talking and playing? Xue Chunhe remembered what he had said in the car before, and he didn't think so.

"I just got in touch with David the other day. Wu Mian smiled and said, "Give him a call and ask him?"

"......" Deng Ming looked sideways at Wu Mian.

Is he telling the truth? It's 7 o'clock in the evening, and it's supposed to be noon on the London side, so it's fine. But is this Mr. Wu really so familiar with Cambridge?

Deng Ming was suddenly a little worried, but then smiled.

In fact, he doesn't have much special contact with teachers at the level of provost, but just sends an email to greet David James every year. Counterpart...... Never replied.

The fact that he was very familiar with David James just now, will it be exposed and cause embarrassment? But when I thought about it, I thought it was impossible.

Wu Mian couldn't speak, and Deng Ming's impression of him was only average. Taking 10,000 steps back, the rotating principal is not something that David James can decide alone.

This kind of thing Wu Mian said directly, it was too good to blow.

Deng Ming did not speak, but looked at Wu Mian's hand with his eyes.

Slender fingers, like a pianist. White as jade, it makes people feel peaceful. It's quite good-looking, and it also has a certain status in the academic world, but the utilitarianism is too heavy, and Deng Ming's evaluation of Wu Mian is a little polarized.

Wu Mian took out his mobile phone, his fingers flew on the mobile phone screen as if he were tapping the keys of a piano, and a London phone number was dialed.

Deng Ming was stunned for a moment.