Huang Hua insisted on bringing Zheng Ren to a casino and a nightclub for pole dancing. However, from Zheng Ren's eyes, he could not decipher any hint of reluctance. There was only irritation and disgust.
How strange, are there still men who are not interested in these things? In the end, Huang Hua could not insist and could only send Zheng Ren back to the hotel.
Exhausted, Zheng Ren lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
The Eye of Truth had overdrawn too much of his energy, causing his entire body to sink into a feeling of being drained. Under such circumstances, he still forced himself to be energetic and performed an extremely difficult interventional surgery. He was even more listless.
In addition, he had drunk some alcohol. When it came to surgery with the robotic arm, Zheng Ren squeezed out the last of his energy.
He wanted to watch pole dancing and the like. He wanted to watch the fun. If he didn't watch it now, he would really have to wait until he got married. Would he bring Little Yiren to watch it?
Zheng Ren did not have the trait of courting death.
However, he was too tired. Huang Hua brought him to two places, but he couldn't lift his spirits. He didn't notice anything wrong with Huang Hua's behavior. He just wanted to rest. Also, those two places were too noisy. Zheng Ren did not like it.
He really could not use the Eye of Truth in the future. It was too tiring. That was the only thought in Zheng Ren's mind.
…
Xie Ning was chatting with Su Yun. He was very sure that Su Yun was not playing with his phone. He did not even touch it.
An hour later, his phone rang.
He casually picked up his phone and glanced at it before putting it down. He continued to chat with Su Yun, but in his heart, he had some doubts.
In Huang Hua's message, there was only an ∞ symbol.
What was going on?
Huang Hua was not an international student. He was a student of a psychology master that Xie Ning had met in his early years. He was now the HR of a newly established company.
He was good at psychological suggestion and hypnosis. He had a very complicated evaluation of the new employees in the company. Although the form was very complicated, the final score that was sent to Xie Ning was very simple.
Usually, it was 3 to 9 points, with 6 points being a passing grade. Very few people scored less than 3 points, and no one scored higher than 9 points.
If Xie Ning was interested in this person, Huang Hua would also add a piece of information to judge from various angles.
However, this was the first time Xie Ning had encountered an ∞ symbol.
What did that mean? Could it be that the character of her cheap son-in-law was already so good?
Although he was only sending him back, Xie Ning believed in the judgment of a psychologist. There were all kinds of micro-expressions and psychological hints, and it was rare for Zheng Ren to drink.
Hmm, his alcohol tolerance is just so-so. He actually put his arm around my shoulder and called me Brother Ning. Brother, is that something you can call?
As Xie Ning thought about it, a smile appeared on his face. It was only a trace, but it was caught by Su Yun.
The boss was so lucky! Su Yun sighed in his heart.
Fortunately, he was not meddlesome. Otherwise, he might have caused some trouble.
Thus, he drank the wine with even greater ease. The wine had been replaced by German specialty beer. Drinking cup after cup of pure yellow beer, Su Yun felt much more comfortable.
…
…
In a private room of a hotel in the Imperial Capital, the air was a little cold, as if it was winter without heating.
"Zhao Yunlong, I need an explanation!" Chief Mao looked at Zhao Yunlong and said calmly.
Twenty-seven years ago, they were lovers when they were still in school. However, later on, Chief Mao was a junior college student. After graduation, he proposed to break up and married a middle-aged man. Zhao Yunlong also married someone who could help him stay in the Imperial Capital after graduation. It could be considered a peaceful breakup and everyone was happy.
Although both of them had given up on love for the sake of the future, the initial sweetness remained in the bottom of their hearts.
Over the years, they had only treated each other as ordinary friends. They even had more of a relationship with the leaders of the agency and clinical professors.
When Zhao Yunlong had no choice but to use this trump card just to disgust Zheng Ren, he had also hesitated.
However, he had been crushed by Zheng Ren all the way. Zhao Yunlong's thoughts had reached a dead end. As long as he could disgust Zheng Ren, he was willing to do anything.
After the director's office meeting was over, he did not receive any news. He only received a call from Chief Mao asking him out for a chat.
Zhao Yunlong knew that perhaps the matter had been settled.
He originally wanted to recall the past and the sweetness of the past. Although there was nothing he could do, he was the one asking for help after all. It was only right for him to say some insincere sweet words.
If he wanted to disgust others, he had to disgust himself first.
However, the situation was completely different from what Zhao Yunlong had thought. After entering, he saw Chief Mao's frosty face.
"Explain?" Zhao Yunlong was stunned.
"Didn't you say that Zheng Ren went to the Mayo Clinic because Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery paid for him to travel?" Chief Mao raised his head. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and the mascara was a little stagnant. It gathered on the tips of his eyelashes, and it looked like he had put on low-quality heavy makeup.
"Yes, it's really true." Zhao Yunlong wanted to explain desperately, but when the words reached his mouth, he could only defend himself weakly.
"Really?"
"…"
"Can you not f * cking harm others!" The suppressed emotions in Chief Mao's heart burst out. "Do you know how much pressure I'm under?! Do you f * cking know? "
Zhao Yunlong was stunned.
Zheng Ren was just a surgical dog who only knew how to perform surgeries. Was there a need for him to be under so much pressure? If Tumor Dong really made a move, it might still be considered a rare commodity.
However, Tumor Dong only had an intention and had not made a move yet.
"During the meeting, Ye Qingqiu received news that the Mayo Clinic hired Zheng Ren as a guest professor." Chief Mao quickly calmed down. His eyes were like frost as he looked at Zhao Yunlong and briefly stated a fact.
The words were very simple, but in Zhao Yunlong's ears, it was as if the entire room was snowing heavily.
It was cold.
It was extremely cold.
Zhao Yunlong felt that his thoughts were frozen. It was as if his brain was filled with a large piece of ice. It was hard and cold, and he could not think at all.
Mayo?
Guest professor?
Was that for real? After so many years, had there been any doctors in the country who had become a guest professor in a foreign country? There were still some, but they were basically guest professors in some small, unfashionable hospitals. They were used to decorate the facade.
And Mayo Clinic … Guest professor …
Zhao Yunlong was about to cry.
When did the young doctor, who used to be a small snake crossing the river in his eyes, who snatched his bed but did not even know how to say a few good words to him, become such a monster?
A huge shadow appeared at the bottom of Zhao Yunlong's heart. It shrouded the surroundings, and infinite terror spread out.
His body began to tremble more and more violently.
Chief Mao looked at Zhao Yunlong with some disgust. Seeing that he could not help but tremble, he felt even more irritated. He did not even have the intention to look at him again.
He stood up and left quietly.
The farther away from such a person, the better. He really could cause trouble.
Chief Mao walked out of the hotel. His mind kept thinking about how to improve his relationship with Zheng Ren.
Although it was a little embarrassing, it was necessary to be able to stretch and bend.
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