Chapter 2843 Lackeys in Front of the Door

Linge was in the car, rushing to the Affiliated Hospital of Stupid Medical University.

It's just that his sitting posture is a bit awkward, as if dozens of needles were placed under the cushion, his buttocks are almost half hanging, his leg muscles are extremely tight, his upper body is straight, and he looks forward.

"Old Lin, you have to help me with whatever you say this time!" the driver almost begged.

The driver looked to be in his thirties, well maintained, his hair was meticulously groomed, and he was wearing matte pomade.

There is a trace of heroism between the brows. Although it has been polished by time for more than forty years, that ray of heroism has not been worn away, and it has a more mature feeling.

There is a valuable watch on the wrist, and the decoration on the cuff of the shirt exudes light. Lined with the Porsche logo, a sense of wealth and nobility emerges spontaneously.

In girls' mouths, this is a typical image of an uncle - mature, stable, handsome, rich, rich, rich...

"Chengzi, if I can help, I will definitely help. We have been in a relationship for many years." Linge said softly, thinking twice before cutting off half of each sentence, and then only said two or three sentences, as if talking to the family members of the most difficult dispute Same.

"Old Lin, I'm already busy flying here." The middle-aged man sighed, "Old Lin, if I say that I came here from Jinhai to see you, I'm just joking. I've encountered difficulties this time. Lao Lin, please help me if possible, so let’s go to the head office. Don’t embarrass you, can you do what you can?”

"It doesn't matter how much, it doesn't matter if you help or not, if you can help me, I don't ask you to get me out."

Ringer felt miserable, what else could he do after talking about this.

The person next to him is Zhao Chengyin, a high school classmate of his.

Back then, I took classes for three years, and the relationship between that young and green was countless. Over the years, the relationship between the two has not been far or close. Except for class reunions, every time Zhao Chengyin came to the Emperor to do business, he would find Ringer to eat and catch up with each other every now and then.

Zhao Chengyin works as the business director of a private first-class hospital on the other side of Jinhai, and it is precisely because he has a lot of professional questions to consult Linger, an old fritter, that the relationship is getting closer.

But Linge was either self-confident, or worried about what happened today, he has been unwilling to get too close to Zhao Chengyin. What about private hospitals? They basically look for public hospitals to wipe their asses. What do they order? Linge looks down on the current private hospitals from the bottom of his heart.

I heard that Americans have opened several private hospitals in Shanghai, mainly for Americans in Shanghai, and they have found a lot of big-name figures, and that kind of private hospital is not counted.

"Chengzi, to be honest, I am indeed very familiar with Boss Zheng and Professor Su. Now I can be regarded as a salted fish, and I rely on hugging Boss Zheng's thigh." Linge said in a deep voice.

Ringer didn't push himself too high, this time he was really in a hurry, and he didn't brag about how well he was doing now.

Zhao Chengyin knew that there was a drama below, so he didn't say a word. He held the steering wheel with both hands, shuttled through the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, and went straight to the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University according to the navigation guidance.

"You know what happened to me before. I couldn't dream every day. My biggest hope is to retire safely. In the imperial capital, a deputy is nothing. But I have no ability, so I can only do this."

"It's not that I met Boss Zheng this year. I thought it was an opportunity, so I took the opportunity to hug my thigh. To tell you the truth, the road is going very smoothly now. After three years of red bars, I have the opportunity to be promoted to the vice president."

Linge spoke softly, while Zhao Chengyin listened silently.

"Actually, I'm a fart. Even if I become the vice president, I'm just a running dog in front of Boss Zheng."

"..."

Zhao Chengyin's hand slipped, and the car staggered. Several horns sounded from left and right, and the drivers around expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Believe it or not, this is really my truest thought. It's good to be a running dog for Boss Zheng. There are not so many things. Every day is to get promoted and get rich. I don't have to run by myself on the way to the promotion. I will fall from the sky. "

"How did I, a ten-year-old deputy director, become the director... Let's not talk about this, I have only been the director for a few days. Yesterday, Dean Yan talked to me and wanted to mention the assistant dean."

"Old Lin, congratulations..." Zhao Chengyin said in a deep voice.

"Why? It's not that Boss Zheng is going to Sweden in the next few days. I'm the direct contact. Since Boss Zheng first came to 912, I have been serving you on both sides. Right now, enjoy the treatment of the deputy office. Who would have dared to think a few years ago? Ye Chu, after so many years, is the subordinate of Elder Yan, and now he is just a Zheng Chu."

"Old Lin, is it true that Boss Zheng is so arrogant and domineering as the legend says, beating and scolding you?" Zhao Chengyin asked in disbelief.

"No way, Boss Zheng has a very good temper." When Linge talked about Boss Zheng, he smiled slightly, but the sincerity in the smile was fleeting, and said carefully, "Boss Zheng beat someone once in a foreign country. Let’s not talk about these gossips, all kinds of rescues in the imperial capital, but those with good intentions have caused gossip, some rumors we can’t believe.”

"But... let me give you an example."

"A few days ago, there was a food poisoning incident in the No. 2 middle school near us. Boss Zheng was an expert in the medical team and was called for a consultation. Think about it, it is enough for a general consultation to express his opinions and suggestions, but Boss Zheng does not."

"The No. 2 Middle School wants to cover up, make big things small, and make small things small. If it is someone else, you can replace it with you, what should you do?" Linger asked. There was something in what he said, but what he said was relatively clear. As long as Zhao Chengyin was thinking about it, he would know what he wanted to say.

"Uh...comment normally, and explain the situation to people in the Second Middle School in private. There are always upper and lower limits when dealing with things, and both sides can be sold well." Zhao Chengyin did not hide it, and he also knew that Linger was involved in medical disputes. He has been beaten for ten years, and he belongs to the kind of person who has not been beaten to death but has become a genius. It is very difficult to lie to him, so it is better to tell the truth.

"Yes, if I do the same. But Boss Zheng doesn't think so, Professor Su took the printed report and slapped the No. The headmaster's face."

"..."

Zhao Chengyin doesn't quite understand this way of doing things.

Society is a big dye vat. If you can't live with the light, you may die miserably in the future.

Youthful? possible. If this is the case, this time things may be troublesome.

"Boss Zheng didn't care, he just said something bluntly - Su Yun was right!" Linge recalled the situation at that time, and still sighed.

Zhao Chengyin was also dumbfounded.

"Boss Zheng then took the security guards to the No. 2 Middle School and started an investigation. Guess what the final result is?"

"Food poisoning? It must be something moldy from the cafeteria."

"No, the copper in the drink machine is exposed, and the drink contains copper, which leads to copper poisoning."

"..."