"If there is a problem with the fundus artery, why are you doing?" Director Chu was puzzled.

"Isn't this Lin Jiaojiao's business? I have to go back even if I go back. If I don't go back, I have to go back even if I don't go back." Director Kong was helpless.

"Is it Lin Jiaojiao who was beaten that year?" Su Yun suddenly asked.

"Well, it's her. She used to be a nurse in our department. Because of her high technical level, she was transferred to the pediatrics when she lacked a high-level nurse. Unexpectedly, after two days of going there, she gave a child a scalp injection. Because the child cried and got a cerebral hemorrhage caused by the child's home.

After that, she resigned and went to do medical beauty by herself." Director Kong said: "Now Lin Jiaojiao is the boss of Yimei, the largest medical beauty hospital in the country."

"Boss Zheng, look at what I said, go to open a pet hospital. I promise that it will become the largest pet hospital in the country within five years, and the branches will be opened all over the country. Just sit at home and count the money every day." Su Yun introduced to Zheng Ren very seriously.

Zheng Ren didn't hear anything like Su Yun said. Seeing Director Kong start wearing clothes, he asked, "Director Kong, you have drunk, can you have surgery?"

Director Kong's heart moved. Although he didn't need to undergo surgery at all, he just needed to make a judgment on the observation platform below, and some difficult choices were enough.

But... would Zheng Ren, a strong and awesome laborer, be wasted?

"Xiao Zheng, then you go back with me?" Director Kong asked tentatively.

After all, it's already late.

It's so late that I have to deal with an emergency department. Zheng Ren is a doctor from the other hospital, so it's unreasonable.

"Okay." Zheng Ren was happy.

Instead of sitting here for a meal, it’s better to go back and see if there is a chance to have surgery.

It's really boring to eat.

"Then let's go." Director Chu waved his hand and said, "Take you back to the hospital first, and I'll go home. I probably won't be able to use me here."

Song Ying sent the people respectfully, and during this period, he whispered a few words to Director Chu, and decided to go to the hospital for examination tomorrow.

Feng Xuhui kept staring at the stairs, his eyes were blurred.

Since Zheng Ren came to the imperial capital, Feng Xuhui has found that his understanding of President Zheng has been "updated" once a day.

Zheng Ren is like a rich mine, surprises himself every day.

Subconsciously, Feng Xuhui became tighter and tighter, and he vaguely felt that Zheng Ren could change his career.

He stood in the hall, watching with his eyes waiting for Zheng Ren and the others to finish. He was even ready to watch the guard until tomorrow morning.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Ren and his group rushed down so early.

Feng Xuhui hurriedly greeted him and jogged all the way to the front desk to prepare to pay.

"I'll get free today." Song Ying walked over steadily and said gently.

"Okay, boss." The front desk manager showed an ambiguous smile.

"Xiao Song, then I won't be polite to you." Director Chu said frankly, completely ignoring Feng Xuhui's existence.

Small business sales managers like Feng Xuhui cannot reach the eyes of the big directors. Those who hand over the building with the big directors are at least at the level of a regional manager.

"..." Feng Xuhui collapsed directly.

I stayed at it all night and couldn't even buy it?

Oh my God, why is it so difficult to do something!

In Feng Xuhui's heart, sadness flowed backwards.

"Manager Feng, thank you for your hard work." Zheng Ren walked over and said habitually: "There is an emergency department on this side. I will accompany Director Kong to take a look. You can do it first."

Feng Xuhui was stunned for more than ten seconds. He didn't react. Didn't Mr. Zheng come to do scientific research? Could it be that the procedures were completed so quickly and transferred to this top tertiary hospital in China?

Otherwise, why would an emergency surgery be performed?

So confused, so confused, so helpless.

Feng Xuhui felt that his understanding of this world was broken by Zheng Ren again and again.

When he realized it, Zheng Ren and his group had already gotten into Director Chu's car and left all the way.

Feng Xuhui stood at the entrance of the hotel, with the wind being messy.

Song Ying kept a standard smile and watched Director Chu's car leave. He only relaxed after the car disappeared into the vast night.

As soon as he reached out, the front hall manager behind him immediately put a cigarette on Song Ying's hand.

At this time, he saw Feng Xuhui who was messy in the wind and his mind was disordered, and he didn't know what to do.

Song Ying smiled.

Song Ying was unwilling to do something like young people.

No matter who it is, it is made from a sea of ​​blood. It must be life, strength, tenacity, and...

I need too much, why should I share the experience I gained from my own hard work?

But today, Song Ying's mood also changed a little.

As a veteran, he could see that Zheng Ren had no weak aura in front of the two great directors and had a stance of competing.

Young people today are really amazing. They are so young, they have already entered the house. Is there any need to say about their future future?

So when he saw Feng Xuhui looking stupid, he smiled and raised the cigarette in his hand.

"Ah?" Feng Xuhui continued to stare blankly, not understanding Song Ying's meaning as soon as possible.

"Do you want to smoke?"

"Thank you." Feng Xuhui responded instinctively.

The manager of the front hall behind Song Ying handed a cigarette.

"Young man, your choice is right." Song Ying felt that the business man in front of him was so cute. It seemed that when he was young, he wanted to say something on a whim.

"Ah? My choice?" Feng Xuhui continued to be confused.

"Boss Zheng, the future is bright." Song Ying looked at the direction of their departure and said, "You don't need to do anything. Just hold Boss Zheng's thighs tightly and have food and drink all your life and you will have nothing to worry about. Maybe one day, you will have a bright future, and maybe you will have a lot of miles."

"..." Feng Xuhui was surprised.

Is it really possible? Life is not that simple.

"Is it you..."

"I am the boss here." Song Ying smiled. This young man is so lucky. Where did he get the interest today? Let me give him some advice?

"Hello, hello." Feng Xuhui nodded and bowed, took out his business card from his pocket, and handed it over with respect with both hands.

But at this moment, Song Ying had already cut off half of the cigarette between his fingers, turned around and left, but he didn't even look at the business card he was holding in both hands.

Feng Xuhui maintained an awkward posture and didn't know what to do.

He has also heard that if you want to succeed in society, you must have immortals to guide you.

Did you encounter this happen to me today?

Immortals guide the way? He actually refers to Mr. Zheng?

After a long time, the cigarette between his fingers burned to the base of his fingers, which made him feel so hot that Feng Xuhui woke up from his trance.

Holding Mr. Zheng’s thighs tightly?

Feng Xuhui cried.

I wanted to hug me, but Mr. Zheng was sitting in the Rolls-Royce Phantom. His clothes were a brand worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. His meals were free for the owner of the high-end hotel in the Imperial Capital...

What do you have to do to hold his thighs tightly...

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