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"?" Dalbecco said mechanically, anyway, the opposite was almost the same Chinese, and then he continued to wait.

Dalbecco now extremely regretted choosing to call at night. During this time, his assistants all went back to rest, and they couldn't wait for the call to get through.

"?" An English message came from the opposite side unexpectedly: "Who are you?"

"Are you Yang Rui?" Dalbek's voice trembled.

"It's me, who are you?" Yang Rui can now receive calls from foreigners from time to time, so he won't panic or worship like an ordinary telephonist.

Dalbeko didn't expect to hear Yang Rui panicked or praying, he wanted to hear Yang Rui's voice now.

Moreover, he had an unspoken worship to Yang Rui, as if you saw someone built a steam engine from the bones of a dinosaur in the Stone Age.

Dalbeck took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Yang Rui, I am Dalbeck, American..."

"The Nobel Prize's Dalbec?" Yang Rui's voice finally took on a pleasant surprise.

Dalbecco was so happy that he almost shed tears. How difficult it is to make a call like this. He happily used the rare self-reporting method and said: "Yes, I won the Nobel Prize. Dalbecco, are you the author of Mr. Yang?"

He knew that Yang Rui would be happy to know the author who admitted that he was.

Sure enough.

Yang Rui's voice came over briskly: "Yes, I am the author Yang Rui... Mr. Dalbeko, hello..."

Dalbecco smiled and squinted with enjoyment.

After hard work, the food you eat will be sweeter. After a long time of waiting, the admiration is even sweeter.

Dalbecco didn’t want to eat up Yang Rui’s worship and panic, so he smiled softly: “I have received your letter, and I have received several letters. I have to say that your research work is very effective, and It is very predictable. My colleagues and I agree that your work has meaning beyond imagination. Perhaps it is the most valuable biological technology innovation in the last two years. In addition, your speech is also very good, I I have to say, this is one of the most interesting speeches I have ever seen. It is very, how can I put it, you have given a realistic imagination and it is very instructive..."

After finishing the previous compliments, Dalbecco took a breath and was about to say "but" when the microphone suddenly heard a "beep" sound.

Dalbek was stunned for an instant.

"?" Dalbek yelled tentatively, and the beep in the microphone stopped abruptly.

"I'm sorry, sir, the line to Hedong Province is broken, we will transfer you soon, please wait a moment." Not proficient in English, extinguished Dalbecco's last illusion.

The connection was disconnected...Dalbeco suddenly realized a little bit, reconnected, did he have to go to the nightmarish stone age again?

With this kind of thinking, Dalbecco can't wait to hang up immediately.

However, another thought stopped Dalbecco. If he didn't talk again, would Yang Rui think that he was complimenting him?

Dalbecco recalled what he had just said, and then looked down at the outline.

Yes, if you don't add "but", then what he just said would indeed become a compliment to Yang Rui.

Even, it can be called worshipping.

Dalbecco held the microphone in tears, waiting for the Stone Age to reconnect.

Nobel Prize winners can't afford to hurt them.

Dalbek did not want to wake up tomorrow and see the headline of the newspaper that read "Dalbek bowed to the knees of young Chinese scientists."

Therefore, the call must be repeated.

Even many times...Dalbeko opened the hands-free button in tears and attacked the Stone Age again.

Yang Rui put down the phone with a look of joy. He guessed that Telecom must have exposed his poor line level.

However, the representatives of Zelecom sitting opposite Yang Rui, especially the gentlemen from Britain, don't know.

This time, Wells returned to Westburg, and Yang Rui’s old friend, the chubby Frank, all came to solve the WestJet factory. At this time, they all looked shocked. Looking at Yang Rui.

Since Yang Rui asked "Nobel Prize Dalbecco?", the room has been very quiet. The key is that the Chinese-style earpieces in the 1980s are still very loud, as if they were reserved for veterans without hearing aids.

Therefore, everyone heard Dalbecco's words.

In other words, it was his compliment to Yang Rui.

Or is it to worship?

No one is sure.

At the moment in 1984, Dalbecco's reputation is still very large, and the reason why Yang Rui sent a letter to him was affected by this to some extent.

As the promoter of the Human Genome Project, Dalbecco has appeared frequently in the media in recent years, and has participated in many large debates between the government and non-governmental organizations, so that it has frequently refreshed its image on national television networks.

Ordinary people may still have a weaker impression of Dalbecco, but the representatives of Zelican are insiders in the biological industry, so how could they not know this active Nobel Prize winner.

Speaking of it, don't look at the Nobel Prize every year, but there are really not many people who are active in the industry.

Nobel Prize winners over the age of 60 or 70 cannot be active ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Even if they are young, they will be active for more than a decade.

Counting this down, as long as there is a year when the Nobel Prize in Biology is awarded to a 70-year-old man, there is likely to be one less active Nobel Prize winner that year.

Dalbecco was also young because he was young when he won the award. After about ten years of brewing, the human genome project can be slowly opened.

Now, such a top scholar in the biological industry specifically called Yang Rui to show his respect?

"I feel like the last time I went to China was not too long ago, but...what happened?" Frankie's voice was low, as if he was afraid of quarreling Yang Rui.

Yang Rui naturally did not explain, and smiled: "I communicated with Mr. Dalbeko several times and introduced him to my work."

What he said is so brief, it is unbelievable, Frankie whispered: "You are the Chinese people's humility, right?"

"Where is the humility of the Chinese." Yang Rui smiled and waved his hand, and said: "I'm telling the truth. Let's go, let's sit in the conference room, I'm messed up here."

He guessed that Dalbecco might call again, so he sent everyone away.

Frankie, Wells, and the other two British members of the Zelican delegation all watched Yang Rui silently for a while with the expression of looking at a fox fairy before heading to the meeting room in accordance with their words.

Li Zhangzhen was observing clearly, looking at Yang Rui in real admiration, and said: "I didn't expect that the Zelekang Xingshi would come to ask the guilt, making you scared away with a phone call. You have Zhuge Liang's demeanor."

Yang Rui also conscientiously and really modestly said: "It's all the credit of telecommunications."