Chapter 250 (1/2)
After leaving MIT, Zheng Jianguo skillfully drove the car onto the main road, but did not turn off at the intersection of federal Avenue. Instead, he continued to drive the car straight to the lendock Hotel on lighthouse street, took out a check and settled the 12 rooms on the first floor according to the money for the whole week. Then he got on the car with the courtesy of the lobby manager and continued to drive with one foot on the accelerator.
At noon on April 13, 1980, less than three days after Zheng Jianguo held his graduation ceremony on April 15, the first batch of fan Dailin and Yang Na who were about to arrive to watch the ceremony were already on a plane from New York to Boston.
The second batch of people who are flying from Washington to Boston are Xu secretary, who is leading a huge viewing team composed of embassy staff and domestic CCTV camera crew.
The third group, led by Zuo Zhengrong, general manager of Jianguo group, was summoned by Zheng Jianguo. It can be regarded as meeting everyone.
The fourth batch of directors and members led by kafulan, director of the American Gastroenterology Association, will also arrive on the afternoon of the 13th.
The fifth batch of members, mainly ruofer, executive director of the American Physical Society, arrived on the afternoon of the 14th.
As for those who only attended the ceremony in their personal capacity, there were Camille Xiaosi, Michael Jefferson and several people around them.
Finally, it was determined that the representatives of the community, mainly hadison and his wife, and several friends were present——
Fortunately, most of those who came from afar arrived from the afternoon to the evening of the 13th. Zheng Jianguo felt that he was still lucky. At least, he went to ask for leave one after another without going to work. He rested on the 14th to get familiar with the day. On the 15th, he just attended the graduation ceremony starting at 9 a.m.
Those who came in their own name arrived on the afternoon of the 14th. After attending the graduation ceremony in the morning on the 15th, they will go home.
As far as Zheng Jianguo is concerned, he would rather book a room for a little longer than let others come and have no place to stay. Near the graduation season of Harvard University, parents from all over the world have shown signs of crowding out hotels and hotels in Boston, otherwise he would not go to lighthouse Hill Street to book a room.
When Zheng Jianguo's car arrived at the parking lot of Boston airport, he took out a pair of sunglasses from under the windshield and looked at a group of reporters with long guns and short guns at the exit. He frowned. Especially when he got out of the car wearing sunglasses, a voice faintly came from the distance: ”there's a man wearing sunglasses over there -”
”It's against the law to wear sunglasses???”
This was the first thought in Zheng Jianguo's mind. However, when his idea appeared, the group of people in the distance suddenly forgot to come with a faint voice. Now he understood what it meant to wear sunglasses: ”if you don't want to hide your identity, you should take them off when you enter the waiting hall. This sunglasses are worn. It's a little guilty of being a thief -”
Zheng Jianguo looked at the watch on his wrist, took off his sunglasses and walked towards the exit hall. Sure enough, most of the reporters looked at him and turned around, but someone vaguely recognized him: ”that young man looks familiar -”
”It should be remembered. Why can't you remember?”
”That's the only young Asian people who are famous -”
”Zheng? The Oriental bully of Harvard Medical School -- ”
”It's really him. Is he coming to pick someone up?”
”Zheng, how is your recent study?”
”Zheng, are you here to pick up Camille?”
”Zheng, I heard you promised Camille to attend her film premiere?”
”Zheng, how's your Helicobacter?”
Before Zheng Jianguo reached the exit, several reporters who recognized him leaned over, some with paper and pens and some with tape recorders. Looking at these strange reporters, he knew that this matter could not be covered up. However, considering that Yang Na had not come out yet, he couldn't help laughing: ”I'll tell you a news when I receive someone, The news that will definitely make you happy -- ”
”Zheng, are you in love with Camille?”
”Ah, really?”
”Really?”
”Are you in love with Camille?”
”Zheng, I remember you are much older than Camille?”
”Camille is only 15 years old? Does her mother agree with your relationship? ”
For a moment, Zheng Jianguo's deliberate tone was distorted by several people. At the same time, other reporters were attracted. Those who didn't understand the situation pricked their ears and recognized who he was. Suddenly, there were seven or eight from three or four people.
Fortunately, no one blocked Zheng Jianguo's way, surrounded him to the pick-up port, and found him stop and look inside. The reporters with the camera quickly took out. After a burst of fierce shooting at him, they turned the lens to the exit, and the reporter made a topic nearby: ”Zheng, are you here to pick up Camille?”
”Camille?”
”Camille silk?”
”He's here to pick up Camille Xiaosi?”
With the prompt of a reporter, the reporters around Zheng Jianguo who didn't know him suddenly came to the spirit. Just now, with the presence of passengers in the exit, other people's attention was distracted to the passengers who just got off the plane: ”there's no figure like Camille Xiaosi -”
”That, the one in the hat, the wrong face ~”
”Hi ~”
As the reporter nearby denied, Zheng Jianguo had already stood on tiptoe and waved her arm. Yang Na, who was dragging a suitcase from the exit, immediately waved her hand and turned to her mother Quentin Kewen: ”Mom, Zheng Jianguo has come to pick us up --”
”Well, I saw it, but why did he bring so many reporters?”
Quentin Cowen was obviously dissatisfied. He looked at Zheng Jianguo at the exit and said. Then he heard fan Dailin, who also dragged a suitcase next to him, say, ”aunt, Zheng Jianguo is a celebrity in Boston. The probability that he will be recognized in public is much higher than the probability that he will not snow in April.”
”Rebecca said that this year is different. Boston has not rained for a week, and the temperature is ridiculously high --”
Yang Na dragged her luggage with her mother to the exit, watched Zheng Jianguo shrug and said, ”why don't you wear sunglasses?”