Chapter 951: Open the back door

The expression on Pan Xiaobao's face turned cloudy, and he happily went home and planned to fudge his parents. He stepped out of the country before talking-after he left the door, he remembered one more thing, so he probed back and asked: " I said Sambo, I’m going to the U.S. as a cover, and I’ll be done after a lap, so I don’t have to learn English, right?"
Tan Zhenhua glanced at him sullenly and said: "No way, you, honestly stay in the first half of the year in the U.S., learn English and then think about going to Batie, Batie, what you speak there is also English!"
After thinking about it, he grinned and added: "It's okay if you don't learn English, but then you have to learn Urdu, otherwise you will be deaf and dumb in Batie."
Then, he saw the face that had just turned cloudy and instantly stretched into bitter gourd...
When this guy finally left, Tan Zhenhua turned to look at Xue Zi, eyes facing each other, and both of them couldn't help but laughed.
After laughing enough, Xue Zicai said, "Zhenhua, I want to ask you something."
"Ask, what's the matter?"
"Did you get that "matrix" laboratory in the US?"
"I did it...Hey, how did you know that, I remember not telling you? I never told you, Xiaobao, where did you find out?"
"It's really you!" Xue Xiaohui became excited immediately, and hurriedly explained: "When the instructor talked about it in the class, he said it was done by a young Chinese man named Tan Zhenhua. I heard this name. I'm cooked, sure enough!"
Xue Zi's words aroused Tan Zhenhua's curiosity. He asked, "How did your instructor know my name and the "Matrix" laboratory? And why did he say this in the class?"
"Oh, that's the case. Am I going to be the graduating class of the fourth grade right away? The school said that I can get a few places, and I can go to the U.S. for an internship in the last half of the next semester. Opportunities, students from all majors are rushing to sign up. Because there are too many people wanting to go, the school said that it would organize a special test and determine the number of places according to the ranking. I, the results can only be ranked in the class. Liu, although he also signed up, but I guess there is nothing to expect, so I thought, if it is really you, then I will fight with them for something, give them the quota, and I will go home and open a big Go to the back door!"
Tan Zhenhua just remembered that under Yang Zhenyin’s suggestion, the "Matrix" laboratory also organized such an internship specifically for Chinese students. Every year it sponsored some undergraduates and graduate students from China’s major universities. The elites who come to the "Matrix" do internships, focusing on science and engineering such as optics, electronics, electrochemistry, physics, mathematics, etc., so that they have the opportunity to work with the top scholars and researchers in the United States to increase their knowledge and also Be able to track the current state of scientific development at the forefront.
Professor Yang Zhenyin has a strong appeal in the Chinese academic and educational circles, so this matter was handled by him alone. Tan Zhenhua has never bothered about it. He didn’t know until today that Xue Xiaohui said that he was in China. This is how it works.
Since Xue Zi brought it up in person, what else is there to say? Xiao Tan Tan Ke has always been a landlord who doesn’t let the fat and water flow out of the field. He immediately grabbed Xue Xiaohui’s shoulder and laughed:
Don’t worry, I’ll open this back door for you, so don’t squeeze the few places in your school. , I’ll tell the laboratory later and let them make arrangements. Just wait for the notice."
Xue Xiaohui said with a smile: "That's OK, Zhenhua, thank you in advance!"
"Thank you? Who are we brothers with whom?"
Having said that, Tan Zhenhua is still clearly aware of the loss hidden behind Xue Xiaohui’s smile—friends of the same age who grew up from similar families have already produced such a huge amount on the road of life. The gap is different, if he is replaced by Xue Xiaohui, there will definitely be some grievances in his heart.
But this is no way.
Pan Xiaobao is a heartless person, he would not consider this kind of problem at all, and as the saying goes: "Good luck for the idiots", he rely on his father without knowing or participating in it. The craftsmanship and vision of his mother, the ability and shrewdness of his mother, and the tossing energy of her natal relative Zheng Xiangqing, all have a lot of wealth, and you can be confident and bold to be a full-fledged "rich second generation" and chase yourself. Dream, but Xue Xiaohui can’t.
Xue Xiaohui failed to get on the express train of his rebirth at the beginning, so he still continued the same trajectory in his previous life-tried his best to enter a prestigious university, and then strive to be assigned back to his father's unit to take over the old The positions and responsibilities of a generation and a life just enough to have enough food and clothing.
When he goes to the United States this time, see if he can help him, but don't let him know that this is deliberate.
With this thought, Tan Zhenhua sent out Xue Xiaohui who had achieved his goal.
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Good vacations are always short. After staying at home for more than a week, Tan Zhenhua will pass Pan Weidong’s going abroad to the "criminal and meritorious" Zhan Nuozhu. He is ready to embark on the journey of returning to the United States. Although the summer vacation is still far away It’s not over, but because several core companies in the blockbuster "Matrix" and "Midoor" alliances at CES are growing at the same rate as a balloon, there are too many things to make decisions and deal with, but also because of the big butler Kevin I called and said that a guy had blocked his door for several days, and even set up a tent at his door to show his determination to never give up unless he reached his goal.
Can this be considered as illegal occupation? Can you find a city manager to chase away...
But just as he was preparing to book a ticket, an urgent telegram sent from across the ocean forced him to temporarily change his itinerary.
"Just let the gentleman stay in the tent for a few more days. Master, I have urgent things to deal with now." He said to Kevin.
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Middle East, Dubai, two o'clock in the afternoon.
The third prince, Sheikh, personally greeted Tan Zhenhua at the airport, and then dragged him to the palace without knowing it. There, besides the old chief who was looking forward to his arrival, there was another man wearing a traditional Arab robe. With a typical Arab face and a thick beard on his upper jaw, he is an unexpected guest in his thirties.
"This is Khalid bin Sultan bin Abdul Aziz Al Haosha, Eric, you can call him His Royal Highness Prince Sultan." Sheikh introduced .
It seems that this heavyweight visitor is the reason why the three princes Sheikh sent an emergency telegram to himself, asking him to fly to Dubai immediately.
His Royal Highness Prince Sultan, what a familiar name!
He resisted the ups and downs in his heart, smiled and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Prince Sultan, I am Eric Tan, Tan Zhenhua."