Chapter 1096: The Painting Style Is Wrong

"Ah?" Zhao Wenhua was full of grievances, and was stunned, not noticing who came in.

He who was originally smart and clever seems to have been unconsciously reduced to his wisdom since he blocked Zheng Ren.

Especially recently, knowing that Zheng Ren was invited by Mayo to become a visiting professor, Zheng Ren's surgery today, and the slightly greedy envious eyes of others, made Zhao Wenhua suffer from crit damage again and again.

He was stunned for a moment, looked back at Director Zhang, wanted to smile, but the muscles on his face stiffened, he didn't laugh, he just said "um".

Director Zhang's heart is crooked, Zhao Wenhua is usually a smart person, what's the matter today? He didn't feel any pressure in his heart, did he hear what he meant?

"Old Zhao, the dean is here to change clothes, why don't you hurry up and go out to smoke?" Director Zhang said directly.

"Um."

"Um?"

"Um!"

Zhao Wenhua said three times in a row, the same words, different tones. He turned around and "woke up", trying to put out the cigarette, but he couldn't find a place in the panic, so he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it with his foot.

Dean Yan frowned, Director Zhang bent down, picked up the cigarette butt, and said with a smile, "It's illegal to smoke, it's not good to throw cigarette butts anywhere."

Zhao Wenhua kept laughing while taking the time to change his clothes.

He felt that the eyes behind him were stabbing at him like a knife. Didn't Dean Yan smoke? Zhao Wenhua was a little helpless, but Director Zhang said so, if he refuted it face to face... such a stupid thing, Zhao Wenhua would definitely not do it.

Although there has been a little panic recently, and there is no basis for advancing and retreating, Zhao Wenhua still has this IQ.

Putting on the clothes in a hurry, the buttons didn't have time to tie, Zhao Wenhua turned around and wanted to accompany Dean Yan. No matter what mistakes you make, it's always right to say something small.

But when he turned around, the first thing he saw was not Dean Yan, but a handsome face with an infinitely mocking expression.

The black hair on his forehead fluttered slightly, as if he was taunting Zhao Wenhua with his movements.

MB! Zhao Wenhua cursed in his heart, and he didn't care about talking to Dean Yan, so he turned around and walked away.

"Really, what quality." When Zhao Wenhua went out, Director Zhang complained in a low voice, just enough for Dean Yan to hear.

This is a matter of scale, and Director Zhang grasped it just right. I don't know if the dean is happy or not, but it must be very comfortable, because this is what Dean Yan wants to say.

"Xiao Zheng, have the people from Dong Tumor come to you?" Dean Yan asked directly when he saw that no one was there.

"East tumor? No." Zheng Ren said.

"Well, it said that it was coming to dig you." Dean Yan said leisurely, "I will give you a ward, and you will be the director of the ward. Young people are walking really fast."

A flash of excitement flashed in Su Yun's eyes, but then he suppressed it.

East Cancer, Huaqing Department of Hospital, if you can go back, you can be considered a homecoming? But Su Yun quickly smiled, that was the boss going back, not himself!

Sir, I want to walk back with my head held high.

"President, look at what you said." Zheng Ren is not stupid, such words can always be heard good or bad, "I just came here, if there is something wrong with my work, just criticize me and drive me out of the tumor. Go, please don't."

Dean Yan smiled, the use of the word "expelled" is wonderful.

"I did some research in the hospital, and I'm going to use the nearby community hospital as a ward for you." Director Zhang said immediately.

Zheng Ren heard Director Kong talk about this on the way, but at this moment, I still have to thank him again and again.

If there was no Director Kong, if there was no need to worship the pier again, Zheng Ren really wanted to go to the East Tumor. That side is relatively close to the Palme d'Or, so geographically speaking, it saves a lot of trouble.

But isn't Director Kong still there? Zheng Ren doesn't want to cross the river and demolish the bridge, leaving Director Kong on this side. As a human being, you have to be kind.

"Xiao Zheng, I'll give you a task." Dean Yan said very simply, "What kind of projects are there on Mayo's side, you can tell me if the hospital can cooperate, and if Dean Yuan can't approve it, you can come to me directly."

Su Yun pouted, clearly taking advantage of the words, but he said it as if the courtyard cares about the boss.

But Zheng Ren was also considered to be knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and immediately responded.

Because there was something about Director Miao today, several people were not very interested, so Director Yan changed his clothes and left in a hurry. Zheng Ren sent him away, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"Boss, it's amazing." Su Yun said with a smile: "President Yan is throwing an olive branch for you."

"How can there be." Zheng Ren replied indifferently.

"To say that in the past, Director Kong admired you and poached you here, but now it has become Director Yan who admires you. After entering the eyes of Lord Director, if any grandson thief will embarrass you again in the future, go directly to Director Yan and cry. Go." Su Yun said half seriously and half jokingly.

Zheng Ren had little interest, and Director Miao didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

He called Director Kong and said that he was going back to the department, and Zheng Ren sent Xie Yiren a WeChat message, telling Xiao Yiren that he would not be able to go downstairs until later, and asked her to wait for him for a while.

When he walked to the interventional department, when he turned a corner, a figure hurriedly faced him and collided with Zheng Ren.

Although Zheng Ren was a little uncomfortable, his agility was still quite high, so he avoided it directly.

"Professor Zhao?" Zheng Ren glanced at it and greeted, "Are you off work?"

"Uh..." Zhao Wenhua felt helpless, how could there be Zheng Ren wherever he went? ! He didn't speak, just left.

"I don't want to see this person." Su Yun said coldly, looking at Zhao Wenhua's back.

"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded noncommittally.

"Boss, you pretend to be a good person, but you are a good person, you can't give the people below a sense of security." Su Yun said.

"Do you still need a sense of security?" Zheng Ren said: "I'm afraid that Professor Zhao is insecure when you are staring at him."

"See what you said." Su Yun sighed, black hair fluttering on his forehead.

"What does he do? His surgery is no longer as good as you, and you are a thoracic surgeon. And now is his peak period. In the days to come, his level will get worse and worse, and your level will get higher and higher. When he retires, you will become the overlord of domestic academia."

"..." Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren and wondered if the boss's heart was really that big?

"When the time comes for the academic conference, you should go a little later. As soon as you enter the door, the audience stands up and applauds. Do you think Zhao Wenhua should sit or stand up? If he has the heart, he can just leave the academic world, right?"

What Zheng Ren said made sense, Su Yun was speechless when he thought of that picture.

But...how do you imagine this picture, it's not like you, it's like saying him? It turns out that this person also has ambitions in his heart, and he even has this kind of pretentious picture for future plans.