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"he11o?" Dabeko said mechanically, anyway, the opposite side was almost the same Chinese, and then continued to wait.

Darbeko now regrets that he chose to call in the evening, when his assistants have gone back to rest, and they can't wait for the phone to be dialed.

"he11o?"

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

"It's me, who are you?" Yang Rui can now receive calls from foreigners from time to time, so he will not panic when he hears he11o like an ordinary operator, or bow down.

Darbeko didn't expect to hear Yang Rui's panicked or bowed to the sound of worship for a long time, he wanted to hear Yang Rui's voice now.

Even, he has an unspeakable worship of Yang Rui, as if you saw someone make a steam engine out of dinosaur bones in the Stone Age.

Darbeko took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Yang Rui, I'm Dalbeko, an American......"

"Nobel Prize-winning Darbeko?" Yang Rui's voice finally took on a taste of surprise.

Darbeko was even more joyful and almost shed tears, how difficult it was to make such a call, he happily used a rare way to report to his home, and said: "Yes, I am Dalbeko, who has won the Nobel Prize, are you Mr. Yang? He knew that Yang Rui would be happy to know that he was the author of pcR.

And so it was.

Yang Rui's voice came briskly: "Yes, I am Yang Rui, the author of pcR...... Hello Mr. Darbeko......"

Darbeko narrowed his eyes with a smile of enjoyment.

After hard work, the food will be sweeter. After a long wait, the worship is sweeter.

Darbeko didn't want to eat up Yang Rui's worship and panic at once, so Wen Yan smiled: " I have received your letter, I have received several letters, I have to say, your research work is very productive, and very predictable, my colleagues and I agree that your work has unimaginable significance, perhaps the most valuable biological technological innovation in the last two years, in addition, your speech is also very good, I have to say, this is one of the most interesting presentations I have ever seen, it is very, how to say, you give a realistic imagination, there is a strong guiding ......"

After saying the previous compliment, Darbeko gasped and was about to say "but" when a "beep" sound suddenly came from the microphone.

Darbeko was momentarily stunned.

"He11o?" Darbeko shouted tentatively, the beep in the microphone suddenly stopped.

"I'm sorry, sir, the line to Hedong Province is broken, we will transfer it for you soon, please wait. "The not-so-proficient English extinguishes the last vestiges of Darbeko's illusions.

It's disconnected...... Darbeko suddenly realized that reconnection, could it be that he was going to go to the nightmare Stone Age again?

This thought made Darbeko want to hang up the phone immediately.

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

Darbeko thought back to what he had just said, and looked down at the outline.

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

Even, it can be called a bow and worship.

Darbeko clutched the microphone without tears, waiting for the Stone Age to reconnect.

Nobel laureates can't afford to hurt.

Dalbeko didn't want to wake up tomorrow and see a newspaper headline that read, "Darbeko grovels in the face of young Chinese scientists."

Therefore, the call must be recalled.

Even if it takes he11o many times...... Darbeko tearfully turned on the hands-free button and attacked the Stone Age again.

Yang Rui put down the phone with a happy face, he guessed that it must be telecom that exposed his poor line level.

However, the representatives of Jielikang, especially the gentlemen from the United Kingdom, who were sitting opposite Yang Rui, did not know.

This time, there were Wells who returned to Seaburg Town, as well as Yang Rui's old friend, the chubby French, who all came to solve the WestJet factory, and at this time, they all looked at Yang Rui with a shocked face.

Since Yang Rui asked "Nobel Prize-winning Dalbeko?", the room was very quiet, the key is that the sound of the Chinese-style earpiece in the 8o era is still very loud, as if it is exclusively for old cadres who do not have hearing aids.

Therefore, the words of Darbeko were heard by all.

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

Or is it prostration?

No one knows for sure.

At the moment in 1984, Darbeko's fame was still very large, and the reason why Yang Rui sent him a letter was somewhat affected by this.

As the promoter of the Human Genome Project, Darbeko has appeared frequently in the media in recent years, and has participated in many debates between government and civil society organizations, so much so that he has frequently refreshed his image on national television networks.

Ordinary people may have a weaker impression of Dalbeko, but the representatives of Zeliceca are in the biology industry, how can they not know about this active Nobel laureate.

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

Nobel laureates over the age of sixty or seventy are not active, and winning the Nobel Prize at the age of 5o is considered to be young and promising, but it will only be active for more than ten years.

In this way, as long as the Nobel Prize in Biology is awarded to a 7o year-old man, there is likely to be one less active Nobel laureate that year.

Dalbeko was also young when he won the award, so he was able to slowly open the curtain of the Human Genome Project after about ten years of gestation.

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

"I feel like the last time I was in China was not long ago, but ...... What the hell is going on?" Frankie's voice was low, as if he was afraid of making a noise to Yang Rui.

Yang Rui naturally didn't explain, and said with a smile: "I have corresponded with Mr. Darbeko several times and introduced my work to him. ”

He said it so briefly, but it was unbelievable, and Frankie whispered: "You are the modesty of the Chinese, right?"

"Where is there any Chinese modesty. Yang Rui smiled and waved his hand, "I'm just telling the truth." Let's go, let's go to the conference room and sit down, I've got a mess here. ”

He guessed that Darbeko might call again, so he sent them all away.

Frank Wells, as well as the other two Britons in the Generica delegation, all looked at Yang Rui silently for a while with the expression of looking at the fox fairy, and then went to the conference room as he said.

Li Zhangzhen was listening clearly, and looked at Yang Rui with real admiration, and said: "I didn't expect Jieli Kangxing to move the crowd to ask for guilt, so that you would be scared away with a phone call, you have the demeanor of Zhuge Liang." ”

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

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