I have to say that Swedish body teaching films are very good.

In terms of the stereotype given to Swedes by other European countries, or Americans, Swedes are a very casual nation in terms of body, better in terms of speech and media.

Swedes can talk about their bodies and sex easily, and they will not feel shy or embarrassed.

At this point, they are better than the Japanese.

What they have more advantages than the Japanese is that Swedish girls have excellent appearance. They have natural white skin, blonde hair, and long, tall, slender noses brought by the cold...

What's even more rare is that Swedish body teaching films will be broadcast on public TV stations without additional charges.

At breakfast the next day, Yang Rui clearly saw that several middle-aged scholars were floating...

It was Mr. Tu Xian, who he was very familiar with. Although he was still young, he still looked like he couldn't bear to eat.

Yang Rui understood them very well. Everyone was a newcomer and had no language, so they could only stay in the hotel to watch TV. There were not many optional TV programs. If they couldn't understand Swedish, of course, they could only arrange their time according to the degree of attraction of the images.

"Eat two more eggs." Yang Rui patted Tu Xian on the shoulder, making him stagger.

Tu Xian said angrily: "Why are you elusive?"

"You are too stupid. Is the TV good?"

"I... didn't watch TV much."

"Yeah?"

"Well, I was so tired yesterday, so I went to bed soon." Tu Xian felt a little guilty.

Yang Rui laughed and said, "It seems that you are not sleeping well, can't the bed be good?"

"The bed is pretty good, but I'm a little unaccustomed to it." Tu Xian was helpless when Yang Rui asked.

"Don't get tired the more you sleep. By the way, where did Huang Mao go? Haven't you got up yet?" Yang Rui changed his mind and finally ended this round of teasing.

Tu Xian breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head and said, "Huang Mao said he would not eat breakfast anymore and wanted to sleep for a while."

"The hotel's morning buffet is free. Are you sure he doesn't want to come down to eat?" Yang Rui was deeply suspicious.

Tu Xian was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is it all free to do?"

"Of course, cheese bread, meat sausage, and Sweden's most famous meatballs are all free. You can also let the chefs there make fried eggs, steaks, or cook noodles." Yang Rui searched for his poor experience of staying in a high-end hotel, barely fooled Tu Xian.

There are many opportunities for domestic scholars and officials to stay in a hotel on business trips, but the buffet was not popular in the 1980s. Whether it is lunch or dinner or breakfast buffet, it is relatively rare.

Tu Xian touched his stomach and suddenly became excited, his eyes shining brightly and were about to rush forward.

Yang Rui sighed and shouted from behind: "Don't you call Huang Mao?"

"Let that old boy sleep." Tu Xian smirked twice and said, "I'll go back and give him some."

Yang Rui patted his forehead: "I can't take it out."

"Ah... the devil is so traitorous." Tu Xian finally figured it out and hurried to the service desk to call the inside line, waking up Huang Mao, who was reluctant to come down for breakfast in order to save money.

Yang Rui could only shrugged helplessly. Tu Xian and Huang Mao are both members of Huarui Laboratory. The monthly salary is over 1,000 yuan. According to American standards, it is a little small, but it is a wealthy class in China. Moreover, they are not like self-employed people and need to worry about not being guaranteed later. For the papers published by Tu Xian and Huang Mao now, it is easy to find a domestic or foreign university teaching position.

However, not only Tu Xian and Huang Mao, but other researchers in Huarui's laboratory, showed the spirit of saving, but they were no different from those of the Ion Channel Laboratory or others on the Peking University campus.

After going abroad, the performance of a group of people became even more obvious.

Although everyone has subsidies, everyone has the idea of ​​saving subsidies. Even if there are not many subsidies and even less, everyone is willing to enjoy it.

"What are you thinking?" After Jing Yulan finished washing up, she came to Yang Rui lightly, held his arm, and laughed twice.

Standing on the strange land of Stockholm, Jing Yulan looked extremely relaxed and her movements became more generous.

"We have to consider Ambassador Ling's problem." Yang Rui was not interested in discussing the issue of saving money, but instead told the problem he had been thinking about for a day.

Jing Yulan was not in his position and asked inexplicably: "What's wrong with Ambassador Ling?"

"When I was in China, I was on the phone with him." Yang Rui selected a seat under the guidance of the waiter and said, "Ambassador Ling agreed to my request at that time, and I also told him the time of our arrival. As a result, you also saw the situation yesterday. His subordinates were neither aware of the information nor had any knowledge of me and the delegation."

"Maybe I forgot?" Jing Yulan tried to ask.

"I am Ambassador Ling, who was contacted through Office Qiao. Even if he doesn't care about this, he will never forget it. Besides, he will not be careless. An important responsibility of the embassy is to entertain delegations from China. If he doesn't take this time to cultivate connections, he should not offend people." Yang Rui shook his head in confusion. From his perspective, it should be no problem to ask the ambassador to arrange a better hotel and take care of it for a little bit, but he doesn't understand how there may be any mistakes in such a simple job.

Even if you don’t have time, you can always let your secretary remember it.

When Jing Yulan heard Yang Rui say this, her expression changed slightly. Although she became a teacher, she learned a lot of the situation in the officialdom. She thought for a while and couldn't help but say, "Do you think Ambassador Ling is a little intentional?"

"It feels like this, but there is no need." Yang Rui shook his head and said, "If I win the Nobel Prize, his work will be much easier. Besides, I won the award in his office. Isn't this his political achievement? No matter how I think about it, there is no reason to deliberately."

Jing Yulan hesitated for a moment and said, "He might have thought about it according to another idea."

"What's the meaning?"

"I mean, Ambassador Ling may be thinking in a different direction than you."

Yang Rui frowned and said, "You have to make it clear."

"I won't say it." Jing Yulan flattened her mouth and said, "I'm going to get the food. What do you want?"

"Swedish meatballs!" Yang Rui explained specifically, and said, "I want another soup."

Jing Yulan nodded and swayed to the dining area, leaving Yang Rui frowning.

After a while, the food was served on the table, Yang Rui said to Jing Yulan who had sat down again: "Do you want to say that Ambassador Ling doesn't believe that I can win the Nobel Prize?"

"It's not a question of not believing it." Jing Yulan helped Yang Rui apply butter on the bread, put it back on his plate, and said: "I heard before that Ambassador Ling has returned to China every year since he took office as ambassador in 1980?"

Yang Rui nodded.

Jing Yulan said: "What is China in 80 years like? Do you still remember it?"

Yang Rui was stunned for a moment. To be honest, he did not have a deep impression of the 1980s. From his perspective, the entire 1980s can be summarized as poverty and lag behind.

Jing Yulan said, "In 1980, everyone was very hard. The funds that teachers in the school could get were basically nothing but office paper and stationery. When I heard them chat, they said that the English teaching and research department of Beijing Normal University sold newspapers and paid holiday fees."

Yang Rui laughed in silence: "So, Ambassador Ling doesn't believe that I can win the Nobel Prize?"

Jing Yulan nodded and said, "I think what he thinks may be more in-depth."

"oh?"

"He is probably thinking about what he should do if you start to do it with great fanfare and don't win the Nobel Prize in the end." Jing Yulan continued to spread bread to herself, her tone was very relaxed, but the content was not relaxed at all.

Yang Rui was stunned for a moment and said, "You are the truth."

"What?"

"I want your slice of bread, butter is more than 15% thick."

"Butter is free, I'll apply more."

"I don't care, I want your piece." Yang Rui successfully diverted Jing Yulan's attention and opened his mouth and said, "Feed it to me."

"Okay." Jing Yulan raised the bread in her hand helplessly and happily and stuffed it into Yang Rui's mouth.

Yang Rui tore it hard, chewed it with satisfaction, and said something incomprehensible in his mouth: "Looking for a way out in advance may not necessarily lead to a way out."

Jing Yulan didn't understand and didn't ask, but just looked at Yang Rui with a smile.
Chapter completed!