Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

In Yang Rui's mind, there seemed to be a sonorous and powerful music: Pour a lot of wine to make you stay... stay!

　　 Immediately afterwards, Yang Rui recalled the slogans that he often saw: "Take it down, flow down, just can't stay..."

　　Yang Rui slammed a joke, shook his head, and said, "I won't interfere with the independent decisions of entrepreneurs. You have found the wrong person."

"Professor Yang, you are the person who can persuade the Chinese delegation the most. In addition, various financial institutions are also judged by their willingness to trust a Nobel Prize winner." The beauty manager approached Yang Rui with a smile, and said: "You As long as you speak up, loans will continue to come in."

　　 While talking, the beauty manager slightly opened her red lips, and the tip of her tongue gently circled outside.

　　 "Every company has their considerations." Yang Rui said: "I am a scientist, not an economist. You should not trust my judgment."

"We are not trusting scientists, we are trusting your Nobel Prize." The beauty manager smiled and said: "As far as I know, you are currently the only scientist who has won the Nobel Prize in China. We believe that your commitment and judgment, It has a meaning beyond ordinary scientists."

　　 "Previously, Yang Zhenning, Li Zhengdao, and other Chinese won the Nobel Prize..."

　　 "None of their nationality is Chinese anymore." The beauty manager smiled slightly and said: "The professor has a bright future. We at HSBC are also willing to trust your judgment and support the credit plan of the delegation you lead..."

　　 "I have to think about it again." Yang Rui said, opening the door of the hotel room.

　　 The beauty manager was taken aback for a moment, and if nothing had happened, he picked up the jacket and put it back on. When he left, he cast a wink and said, "The professor has considered it, you can find me at any time."

Yang Rui admired that he sent it out and saw how dedicated he was. In order to lend to developing countries, he did not hesitate to sell his flesh. The British people are really good friends of the Chinese people. If you return Hong Kong, you will return Hong Kong. Just borrow money...

　　 Thinking of this, Yang Rui couldn't help but face the back of the long legs still showing in the corridor, and said: "What is the loan amount you are going to give?"

　　 "There is no quota, Professor, there is no quota for you, we have unlimited supply."

　　 "Where is there really infinite."

"Like the universe, its visible diameter is 90 billion light-years, not infinite, right?" The beauty manager turned half of her body, revealing beautiful curves, chuckled twice, but said: "Our infinite supply It is the same as the visible diameter. As long as you can provide the corresponding feasibility report, we are willing to give unlimited support."

　　 Yang Rui was a little startled, and a woman who knew how big the universe was, to be honest, was still very attractive to scientists.

　　Sure enough, the varieties of vases are also different.

　　 "Professor, we will make an appointment when you want it." The beauty manager turned around and left lightly.

　　 Yang Rui came back to the room, only slapped his head, laughed involuntarily, and muttered to himself: How confident is HSBC that he doesn't even know his name.

　　 In fact, HSBC is indeed quite confident.

　　 Without Butcher Yang, they would not eat pigs with fur.

　　 Although each company has its own concerns, HSBC is still very experienced in persuasion and education.

　　Of course, too direct methods are not suitable. HSBC can't waste so many resources. However, they are familiar with lectures, talks, meals, travel and small gifts in the form of group private rooms.

　　 Yang Rui looked on coldly, neither stopping nor interfering.

　　 Anyway, as long as he doesn't break the law, nothing will happen to him.

　　If it breaks the law, there are comrades from the Foreign Trade Bureau standing in front.

　　 China’s diplomatic missions have always taken various measures to prevent friends from knowing their true desires.

　　 Yang Rui was a little free, and then strolled around the streets of London.

　　 It’s not long before the awards were presented. Standing on the streets of London, Yang Rui suddenly wanted to shop.

　　 Go to Stockholm with a refreshing dress.

　　 Thinking of shopping and Stockholm, Yang Rui thought of Jing Yulan, and recalled the scene of the two shopping in Stockholm.

　　 I’m a little lonely when I think about shopping on the streets of a foreign country alone... Yang Rui decisively took a chubby London taxi and returned to the hotel, and then asked the hotel staff to help dial the domestic phone.

　　 "Yulan, do you want to come to London for a round of fun?" Yang Rui heard the voice opposite, and the smile on his face also rose.

　　 "Britain? Why? Did you encounter anything over there?" Jing Yulan suddenly became worried.

"It's okay, things are going well, so I have time to go shopping." Yang Rui looked out the window and said: "London is a bit cold, but it's very lively. The old imperialist capital wants to call you to come and take a look. At that time, we can set off from London and go to Sweden together..."

　　 "Aren't you planning to meet in Stockholm?" Jing Yulan hesitated for a moment, and said, "Besides, the United Kingdom is so far away, and I didn't get a visa."

　　Yang Rui smiled and said, "What's the difficulty of applying for a visa~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I will help you ask. If the speed is fast, maybe we can meet tomorrow."

　　 Thinking of seeing Yang Rui, Jing Yulan couldn't help but cheered up, and then whispered again: "I'm afraid it's too late tomorrow. Besides, the plane tickets are also very expensive."

　　 "What are you afraid of? We are the rich. The Nobel Prize will be close to 1 million U.S. dollars." Yang Rui felt that the most convenient way for the Nobel Prize was to use it as a cover. If you count it up, the total value of the many things he invested in research and purchases is already a lot, and if you count the investment, it is far more than one million dollars.

　　 I’m afraid I can’t spend it like this if I change to a normal Chinese winner, just like Comrade Mo Yan, holding the Nobel Prize, he can only look at the small house in the capital.

　　 Yang Rui doesn't care, anyway, if you have any expenses, just push it to the Nobel Prize.

　　 For the Chinese in 1987, 1 million US dollars to individuals is an astronomical figure. In the era when ordinary people's annual salary was more than two thousand yuan, this money was equivalent to the salary and benefits of working-class workers for three thousand years, and it was still a rare foreign exchange. It happened that the money came from a very positive way, and it also carried patriotism and nationalism The emotions are in it.

　　 It can be said that no matter how Yang Rui uses it, it is legitimate and can no longer be legitimate.

　　 As for visas and air tickets, Yang Rui naturally handed over to the old comrades of the Deling team for help. Otherwise, it might take two or three years to follow the normal procedures.

　　 In Yang Rui's mind, the confluence of tunes has already begun to sound. ) Download the free reader!!