Inside a public phone booth at the Stern School of Business.

"Thank you, Professor Meng, I have read your article in the newspaper, thank you for encouraging me. ”

Because Su Jingzhen and Ms. Meng exchanged contact information before, so Su Jingzhen will have her phone number, and now when he sees someone else's article supporting him in the newspaper, no matter what, he must make a phone call to thank him, which is social courtesy.

And because of Ms. Meng's support, the relationship between the two parties is slightly closer than before, and it is a little strange to call her Ms. directly, and it seems too intimate to call Du Lisha directly, Su Jingzhen hesitated for a long time before choosing the title of professor, after all, Ms. Meng is now a teacher at Stanford, and the chance of applying through tenured professors is very large.

"No, I went back before the Chinese New Year, and I haven't chosen what products to do, but I bought an automated production line in Japan, and I may choose some simpler products to make in the future, so I don't dare to take too big a step." ”

Professor Meng asked about the electronics manufacturing factory, and Su Jingzhen briefly explained the progress.

"Oh, that's because thank you, I'll let you know as soon as the plant is built, and I ask you to take care of it. Professor Meng said that he would help Su Jingzhen pay more attention to some outsourcing projects on the side of the United States, whether it is true or not, Su Jingzhen still needs to thank him verbally, as for whether Professor Meng can really help him pull orders in the future, only God knows.

After chatting a few more words, Su Jingzhen found an excuse to leave, hung up the phone and continued to play the next one, although Michelle went to Professor Bowman's side in person, Su Jingzhen himself had to make a phone call to thank him.

The few newspapers in the morning were very powerful, not only completely clarifying the rumors spread by Sangma yesterday, but also letting the students clearly understand that Su Jingzhen's small team is real, not as the third brother said, it is the white gloves of the college.

Logically analyzed, according to normal people's thinking, if Su Jingzhen's small team is really the white glove of the academy, then the relationship between them will not be too close, at least not too close in name.

After all, if the relationship can be seen at a glance, there is no need to be a white glove, and every move of the small team in the market will be closely watched in the future, and the flow of some funds is not a secret in the industry, so what is the point of the college looking for such white gloves?

After the thank you call, Su Jingzhen breathed a sigh of relief, sometimes this kind of social interaction is also very annoying, if someone helps you, you have to respond, you still have to remember this favor, and you will have to pay it back in the future.

If someone else helps you every time, and then you are indifferent and ignore it, then after two or three times, others will say behind your back that you can't be a person, and your reputation will be bad, and if you have something to do in the future, others will stand by and will not help you again.

As the saying goes, there is more help for the righteous, and less help for the unjust, in terms of human relations, the words in this sentence can be interpreted as morality.

It is difficult to establish a personal reputation, but it is very easy to destroy it, so Su Jingzhen himself is trembling and walking on thin ice, and he does not dare to be lax or lazy, and the phone must not be less.

"Hey, Sue, have you finished the call? Don't stand in the hallway, it's so cold, and the heating in the hallway is a little insufficient. John and Nancy have been waiting by the side, Michelle volunteered to find Bowman, Su Jingzhen didn't go, came to the phone booth to call.

"Here, there is no class in the afternoon, do you have any activities?" Su Jingzhen walked quickly towards his friends.

"What can you do on this cold day, not to mention that there is nothing to do here in New York, either to go to a party or to go home and sleep. ”

John shook his head, saying that there was nothing good about living in a student apartment.

"Party?" Nancy was interested, she had always been more keen to fit into mainstream society, and if a black man wanted to establish himself in New York, that network was essential.

"The students' party, not fun. Mike reminded him vaguely.

"Oh, you can't go, or let's go to the movies?" Nancy understood what Mike was trying to say.

In the United States, some of the parties organized by the students themselves are sometimes very chaotic, at this age when the hormone secretion reaches the highest concentration, there is no special explanation for anything on the party, and just after turning eighteen, there will be alcohol on the party, and maybe there will be poison-products, balls, cigarettes, and even No. 4, will appear.

After drinking alcohol and sucking things that shouldn't be sucked, in a trance, it is logical to do something that should not be done, if it is one-to-one, it is barely normal, and the most afraid is to mix.

It's not surprising that one-on-one, a few-to-several, and finally develop into a big carnival of partygoers, and if these things get out, if it's a white girl, people will say that you're a socialite at most, and if it's black, then hehe.

So Nancy is extremely rejecting such a party, because she still wants to climb up.

John and Mike wanted to go, but Su Jingzhen had warned them before, no one knew who was at the party, you look at Magic Johnson, if everyone is healthy, then there is nothing to say, in case there is a person like Johnson, you just wait to die.

Well, John and the others were really frightened by Su Jingzhen, why did the acquired immunodeficiency syndrome spread rapidly in the United States, saying that it had nothing to do with the private habits of the American imperialists, no one believed it.

"It's so boring to watch a movie, I might as well find a sister paper to accompany me to Starbucks to read." Mike shook his head, disapproving of Nancy's suggestion.

"Wait a minute, Michelle and see if she has any good advice. Su Jingzhen didn't have any ideas, New York in February happened to be winter, and there were indeed no fun extracurricular activities.

"Is a good weekend going to waste?" said John, lamenting, leaning against the wall and not speaking.

"If only it were in the summer, we could go to the beaches of Long Island, where there are so many beautiful women. "Mike also has no good advice, so he can only fantasize about it.

"Hey, I warn you in advance, when Michelle comes back, don't talk about the beach or anything like that, be careful of getting beaten. Nancy smiled and pointed at Mike, telling him not to poke Michelle's fragile little heart.

Mike thought about Michelle's big fat girl on the beach in a bikini, and couldn't help but laugh.

Su Jingzhen helplessly watched this group of friends playing, and silently mourned for Michelle in his heart......

Author: The new book "Five Thousand Years of Warfare" by the author of "Demon Scholars" Westpallie, such a domineering title, do you want to collect one, raise it first, the old author, will not let you down.