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Following Song Zhaoming's later explanation, Zhao Xuzheng also suppressed his embarrassing smile and said, "Yes, Mr. Tang, Brother Ming is already trying to get immigration and I heard that it is almost done. I usually speak like this to practice more."

Tang Zhun was relieved. There was nothing to say about Song Zhaoming like this. After all, it was a personal matter. Others had this idea, and as an outsider, there was nothing to say, but he still smiled and said, "Old Zhao, you have enough, don't call me Mr. Tang, name it."

"Ha, okay, Tang Zhun, sit down." Zhao Xuzheng greeted with a smile. Song Zhaoming spoke again when everyone sat down one after another, "Young Master Tang, I really admire you when I know you. I am a good student, but that's because of my family background and background. I can only rely on hard work to change my situation. You are different. I heard from them that your family... Well, you have always been the best academic master at Nanluo Medical College, which is amazing."

Zhao Xuzheng had a good attitude and was very low-key. He often spoke in favor of Tang Zhun and respect.

The only problem is that after a string of words, a batch of Sichuan-style English words still popped up from time to time, which made Tang Zhun laugh and cry.

He could understand it. His predecessor could read English medicine without major obstacles, but there were several of them that were difficult to listen to, and Zhao Xuzheng, Song Ke, and Yang Leru were all looking around in a daze.

A sentence mixed with one-third of English is really a chance that people won’t understand the carelessness.

"Well, brother, you've had enough. No matter how you practice, you're fine. Now we can't understand. You'd better speak Mandarin." Song Ke even complained helplessly.

"You don't understand that you are a little talented. Look at Mr. Tang, haha, it's not me that Mr. Tang works so hard, you guys..." Song Zhaoming smiled indifferently, stood up with a very elegant style and poured wine, and took the initiative to pour a glass of Tang Zhun. The others had no worries at all.

At this time, you can see that this enthusiastic and low-profile person was all for Tang Zhun, and he didn't care about other people, even for his sister and brother-in-law. Even his wife, Yang Leru, and Song Zhaoming, the most beautiful among the three daughters, have a sense of being above the top.

"I'm dizzy. If I can't understand English, it's called a slight talent. Can I understand that I'm a rich learner? It's too exaggerated." After these words, Zhao Xuzheng still complained even though he knew that it was his brother-in-law who was talking to him.

Zhang Chuanwei wanted to say something, but He Ling suddenly pulled him and stopped his words.

"Haha, it's nothing for you, but those who are truly capable and have the best ability to develop abroad is better. That is the environment that is most suitable for us to play. Moreover, most of the top disciplines and sciences are in the United States, and the books are all written in English. If you don't know how to learn it?" Song Zhaoming first glanced at Zhao Xuzheng indifferently, with a very elegant look and posture, and seemed to be too lazy to argue with a poor student like the other party. Just a few words will give you great face.

When he mentioned the United States, his face turned flushed and full of yearning. Then his face changed and his smile looked at Tang Zhun with a real smile. "I used to work in an institute of the Jiangnan Academy of Sciences. I worked with a famous professor to do projects, published some papers in international journals, and gained a certain reputation. This is why I am qualified to immigrate to the United States. Otherwise, it would be impossible to rely on family members. Mr. Tang, you are amazing. Whether it is investment immigration or academic research, it is probably easy. For Europe and the United States, the most popular thing is to immigrate scientific research talents, and it is the fastest and most appropriate way to do it."

He took the initiative to introduce his abilities and qualifications, and pursued Tang Zhun, but he was still mixed with his unfamiliar English. Tang Zhun stood up and became polite, "Don't say that, I am not as good as you in academics. I don't have that idea of ​​immigrating."

He saw that this was probably a young man with certain academic talent, foundation, a little arrogant, American dream, but also a snobbish mentality.

Such people are not uncommon in the country.

There are probably countless people with a developed social economy in the 21st century, and they have a mentality of money-worshiping snobs. They have the American dream and think that many foreign moons are also full.

In the late Qing Dynasty, the mentality of the Supreme Kingdom of the Celestial Kingdom was broken by the Eight-Nation Alliance. The history of humiliation that lasted for a hundred years was created by generations of unconfident Chinese people. They always felt that foreigners were good everywhere and everything was excellent.

There are too many similar people. Tang Zhun is just an old roommate who wants to get married and sits with him for a meal. There is no need to say anything about this.

"No, Mr. Tang is too modest. I have seen your achievements at Nanjing Medical University. If you didn't graduate from undergraduate and stop studying for a master's degree, you would have achieved extraordinary achievements. But what I said is that your family environment is different from ours, and you have a greater burden... It's a pity." Song Zhaoming spoke repeatedly, with a warm attitude, and he would spend money on his flattery words.

Tang Zhun met countless genius managers such as Wang Weimin and Lin Xuan, or foreign chaebol families who wanted to get closer to him, such as the American Amos family. What is not like this? Those guys usually show off their flattery in front of Tang Zhun, which is much less bottom line than Song Zhaoming.

Just like when I called to save people in South Asia last time, the Malaysian Ladavi family went directly to fight the plane. Is it necessary? No, they contacted the Philippine military at that time, and it could be solved. In order to curry favor, it was far less of a bottom line than Song Zhaoming.

It doesn't matter to such an attitude.

What Tang Zhun was not used to is that a mainlander who was instinctive in Mandarin was to speak in Chinese, which was so embarrassing.

He knows many people in southern Sichuan Province, and most of them feel good after contacting each other. I can only say that the guy in front of him makes people unable to complain.

"Okay, Brother Ming, what do you say is, the day after tomorrow is the wedding day when Lao Zhao and your sister are in full swing. I may not be able to be there, so I can only come to celebrate in advance. Let's not talk about this, I wish you a smooth immigration."

Unable to withstand this awkward language, Tang Zhun responded casually and took the initiative to pick up the wine glass. He was unable to complain or was too lazy to talk about what was his mood? Now he was.

After saying this, Song Zhaoming immediately raised his glass and snuffed, and then sat down with a smile.

Song Ke, the acquired bride, looked embarrassed... and had a sense of helplessness. When Tang Zhun saw it, he took out a gift box and gave it to him. "By the way, I just sent a red envelope to Lao Zhao, but the gift has not been sent yet. I wish you a happy marriage and a precious son soon."

The gift is a couple's watch, which is meant to be given out, but now it can buffer the atmosphere in the private room.

A couple of newcomers, Zhao Xuzheng and Song Ke, hurriedly stood up and refused. Song Zhaoming couldn't stand it anymore, "Okay, Mr. Tang is a congratulatory gift to you. See what you look like, accept it quickly."

The attitude was to scold him, but he said mind, the gift was handsel, etc. After a series of words, Song Ke was still confused and didn't know what his brother was training.

Tang Zhun was convinced by this person, stuffed the gift into the hands of the newcomer and rubbed his forehead.

This guy keeps speaking English is not a practice, but a show-off.
Chapter completed!