Chapter 1209 Our stage is now in Yanjing.
Administration building of the Department of Biology, Yenching University.
Ye Buping hurriedly knocked on the door of the department head Zheng Tongxi's office, "Teacher Zheng, you're looking for me?"
"Xiao Ye, come in and sit down!" Zheng Tongxi saw that it was him, smiled and waved, reminding him to close the door.
"Teacher Zheng!" After Ye Buping sat down, he stood up and took the tea that Zheng Tongxi had poured for him, "Thank you!"
"There's only a month left before the end of this semester. Have you found an internship location for next semester?" Zheng Tongxi pulled out a stool and sat back, looking at the young man in front of him gently.
Ye Buping scratched his head. "The department arranged a trip to the Yanjing Pesticide Factory last time. I went there with my classmates after the Chinese New Year!"
"So, do you prefer to work in a factory or stay in school to teach?" Zheng Tongxi asked directly.
Hearing this, Ye Buping looked up in surprise, holding the cup hesitantly.
"Just say whatever you want to say. There's no outsider here!" Seeing this, Zheng Tongxi stood up and closed the door.
"Director Zheng, the department has arranged for me to go to the pesticide factory. I have accepted it. I will be assigned a job next year after graduation. I will be assigned back to my hometown. We also have a pesticide factory there. My major is suitable and my family can be taken care of..."
"So what do you think?" Zheng Tongxi asked.
"My thoughts are not important!" Ye Buping lowered his head and shook his head.
Zheng Tongxi sighed, took out a document from the side and handed it over across the table.
"There are ten places for teachers to stay in school. If you want to stay, tell me before the end of the semester and I will help you apply! Xiao Li's Nianwei Hospital has moved away, and Principal Yan will renovate a teacher's dormitory there and give houses to the ten young teachers! This way you will have roots in Yanjing. If your family is willing, you can bring them to Yanjing to live, and you will be considered successful!"
Ye Buping was shocked. "Really? Director Zheng!"
"When have I ever lied to you!" Zheng Tongxi said seriously: "Xiao Ye, you are very good, don't miss this opportunity!"
"Director Zheng, I will definitely consider it seriously!" When Ye Buping raised his head again, his eyes were full of light.
After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Zheng Tongxi stopped him again and handed him a document on the table. "Li Xiangnan asked you for half a month's leave?"
"Yes!" Ye Buping did not dare to hide it.
"This is a document with the department's seal. Take it to the teacher. Your department counselor can only approve three days of leave! With this document, let the teacher make a note so that Xiao Li's performance is not given a bad grade! When calling the roll, he and Wang Defa are always absent. It has a bad influence! I know Xiao Li. When he asks for leave, it is not a small matter. Please help to deal with it!"
Ye Buping was touched. He took the leave application stamped by the department and nodded heavily. "Thank you, Director!"
After leaving the administrative building, he looked back at this decades-old building and felt deeply moved.
At Yenching University, there is always a kind of gentle warmth flowing silently, and the relationship between teachers and students here seems to be more concrete.
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Nianwei Hospital.
An Fengnian stood at the door of the message room and handed a cigarette to Master Xia Hongjun.
"Master Xia, where is your dean? Why haven't I seen him for a week?"
"What do you want to see him for?"
Although there were people coming and going in the hospital lobby, Xia Hongjun still had some impression of this old man who often wandered in the lobby. "I see you've been here quite a few times. What's wrong with you? There are people to see you in other departments as well!"
"I feel uncomfortable!" An Fengnian said meaningfully.
"Then you have to go see the internal medicine department, Dr. Shi, or Dr. Shi will do!"
An Fengnian smiled and said, "You know everything! So where is your dean?"
"Then I don't know!" Xia Hongjun's eyes looked over from behind his reading glasses, with vigilance and scrutiny.
"I think he's going to make money!" An Fengnian muttered to himself, lit a cigarette, and walked out slowly.
Xia Hongjun ran to the door and saw him sitting in the cold garden smoking. He shook his head and saw Song Yi coming in from outside. He quickly called out, "Miss Song, Miss Song, look, that old man has been asking about the dean's condition recently. I don't know what he wants to do. You should pay attention..."
Song Yi turned her head and looked at An Fengnian for a few seconds, "Didn't he say what he wanted to see your dean about?"
"No! It doesn't look like you're here to see a doctor!"
"Got it!" Song Yi nodded, glanced at An Fengnian and remembered his appearance, then walked into the hall, came to the triage desk, and asked, "Nurse He, is the phone installed?"
"Ms. Song, we installed it this morning! Listen to this!" He Qinglu took out the phone from under the table and placed it on the table and pushed it over.
Song Yi picked it up and listened to the sound inside, then put it down and ran to the door of the switchboard room and dialed a number. After a few seconds of the call being transferred by the telephone exchange, the phone rang quickly.
“It’s really fast!”
After testing the newly installed 120 emergency phone, Song Yi was very excited. "Xiao He, you must take good care of this phone. When your dean comes back, give him a good surprise!"
"Okay Miss Song!"
After leaving the building and before getting in the car, Song Yi turned around to look for An Fengnian, only to find that he was already on the way out of the school.
"Uncle Jin, this old man, please help me find out what's going on!"
When the car passed An Fengnian and left, Song Yi whispered a reminder.
Song Jin turned his head and glanced at An Fengnian, "Got it!"
……
As the night deepened, the lights in Donghai City had already been turned on, and the city was bustling with lights and feasting.
In the guesthouse next to the People's Hospital, by the window on the second floor, there was a fat figure sitting.
"Xiao Li, you're right. Compared with our Yanjing, Donghai is more lively here! Look at these lights, they are more colorful than our Yanjing!" Wang Defa ate the pork head and drank a sip of Erguotou. "It's this wine, it seems fake, not as authentic as the wine in Yanjing!"
"Modern City, what do you know!" Lei Jin spat as he was packing his luggage.
Wang Defa grinned and saw Li Xiangnan coming over from next door with two bags. He pushed the bottle over and asked, "Have you counted the money?"
"Hmm!" Li Xiangnan grabbed the bottle and took a sip. "Sixty thousand is the money for the car, and the remaining six thousand is for the four of us to split. Don't think it's too little!"
"What a waste! I only get 1500 if I follow you. If I don't follow you, I won't get a penny!" Wang Defa shook his head, "Drink it quickly, then go to sleep. Tomorrow morning..."
"Let's go tonight!" Li Xiangnan grabbed a handful of pork head and threw it into his mouth. "Zimo has already gone to call his sister!"
Wang Defa put his feet down from the windowsill and said seriously, "Are you in such a hurry? Why don't you go play in the East China Sea? We have finally come here!"
"One day, we will come to the big city of Donghai to relax! Not this time!" Li Xiangnan shook his head.
Bah!
A horn sounded from downstairs.
Wang Defa stood up and saw Song Zimo standing by the car, looking up at them.
"Okay, the call is ready!"
"Let's go!" Li Xiangnan patted him on the shoulder and led the two of them downstairs quickly and got into the car.
The sound of the car's engine tore through the silence of the street corner in the French Concession. In the rearview mirror, the red traffic light on the roof of the International Hotel looked like a dying spark.
This "tallest building in the Far East" completed in 1934 is now cutting through the inky sky with its 24 floors, but it is not his observation tower to look out into the future.
The river breeze from the Bund blew into the car windows, carrying the smell of rust and engine oil.
The Asian Bell in the Customs Building was ringing for the seventh time. The sound of the bell created ripples on the surface of the Huangpu River and startled the seagulls on the anchored cargo ship.
"Our stage is now in Yanjing."
Li Xiangnan said something silently in his heart, closed his eyes and lay down in the car seat.