"Boss, what did Qin Tang say to you?" Coming out of the ICU, Su Yun asked with his phone in his hand.
"Nothing." Zheng Ren was surprised. "He gave me a receipt, the kind that transfers money to a fund."
"He said that he's waiting downstairs in the inpatient department to pick us up for dinner," Su Yun said. "Is Old Master Qin awake?"
"It's possible. It's been nearly 20 hours since the surgery. If there's no drowsiness or hallucinations, he should know that his condition is improving. Oh, by the way, Old Master Qin erased it and directly transferred 20 million euros, "Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"20 million? How generous. "
"I'm guessing he's afraid. Who would be able to endure such a situation?"
"I asked Old Fan out for skewers. Why is it so difficult to have a casual meal with Old Fan? Shouldn't the children of the aristocratic families in Xiangjiang be so arrogant that only their chins can be seen? What's going on now? "Su Yun was a little helpless.
"Ask him to go to the roadside to eat skewers. It's the kebab shop in front of our house. It's close to home. After eating, go back to sleep, "Zheng Ren said.
"That works too. After Chang Yue takes Hei Zi for a stroll at home, ask him to come out and have a meal together."
As he spoke, Zheng Ren received a message from Xie Yiren. The other side had finished packing and could leave at any time.
Zheng Ren thought about it. Qin Tang was indeed a little annoying.
"Let Qin Tang go. Just say that we're tired," Zheng Ren said.
"Boss, I admire your temper." Su Yun smiled and said, "Others don't know how to curry favor with this group of rich people, but you can just chase them away."
"It's not appropriate to bring him to a roadside stall to eat."
"Then I'll just tell him the address and let him go by himself," Su Yun said. "If he can find it, it's fate."
Zheng Ren felt that it was especially bad to do so, but he did not think too much about it.
Xie Yiren and Feng Xuhui were in one car. They called Fan Tianshui and returned to the barbecue shop next to the Golden Palm to prepare for supper.
In the car, Zheng Ren told Xie Yiren about his experience in Xiangjiang in detail.
His storytelling method was average, but Xie Yiren listened with relish. When she mentioned that Song Moxu had placenta allergy, Xie Yiren's driving was obviously a little out of shape.
However, at this point in the capital, the traffic was too congested to drive fast, so nothing happened.
When they arrived at the barbecue stall, they parked the car and everyone got out. They were like people who wanted to eat skewers and drink again after not having enough of a meal.
Zheng Ren had a headache.
It would have been fine if it was just a meal with Xie Yiren, Su Yun, and Chang Yue. It didn't seem to be a big deal if Feng Xuhui was included.
But other than Fan Tianshui, Lao He and Lin Ge also followed.
He was reluctant to talk when there were more than five people around.
Weak social phobia, this is a disease, it needs to be treated.
Chang Yue arrived early in the morning. No one knew how long she had been waiting in line. She occupied a large table by herself and waited quietly.
There was someone beside her discussing with her, probably about changing tables or something like that.
Zheng Ren knew that if it had been 10 years ago, when fights were everywhere, she would have been at a disadvantage if she had gotten drunk and quarreled with Chang Yue under the influence of alcohol.
The current public security situation was indeed much better than before.
The few of them walked over. When the man saw Fan Tianshui, he left dejectedly.
"Boss! What wine do you have? "Su Yun sat in front of the table and roared unscrupulously.
In this kind of food stall, if he did not shout, the boss would not be able to hear him.
"Drink less. I still have other things to do tomorrow. I still have to report to Deputy Director Yuan about Elder Li. For the surgery today, I said that I still have some things to think about, so I ran out. There's also something before the surgery. The two of us need to try to cooperate, "Zheng Ren said.
Lin Ge sat down and was not used to it. He said with a smile, "Boss Zheng, do you know about Elder Li's illness?"
"It shouldn't be a problem," Zheng Ren said. "The optical tweezers have already been taken out of the pathological tissue. The only thing left is the puncture. If only there were relevant equipment. "
As he spoke, he raised his head to look at Feng Xuhui and asked, "Little Feng, just a question … Forget it."
Feng Xuhui immediately said, "What equipment? Chief Zheng? "
"A needle with a microscope. I don't think you guys have it."
Su Yun ordered the wine and happened to hear Zheng Ren mention this matter. He said, "There seems to be a custom-made guide wire on the Swedish side. Boss, aren't you going to give it a try?"
Technology … Patent … He still had to contact Changfeng. Zheng Ren felt annoyed just thinking about it.
Changfeng was not owned by him, so why bother?
He smiled and did not say anything.
Su Yun knew that Zheng Ren was annoyed. This kind of routine work was SSS level for a surgical dog.
"Little Feng, go back and ask your Ma Quan if he wants a breakthrough in technology. If he has the heart, the next time Dr. Olsen asks the boss to do something, find an opportunity to ask if he can buy that kind of technology. "
"Okay!" Feng Xuhui also knew that the quality of his products could not be compared to multinational companies like Lanke.
If the main product was like this, there was no need to mention the technical reserves.
Boss Zheng's surgeries became more and more high-end, and he was also a little worried.
However, a little bit of worry quickly disappeared. As the Budweiser Golden Supreme was brought up one box after another, the atmosphere immediately became lively.
The young waiter was less than 20 years old. He was tall and thin, but he was very strong. It was not too difficult for him to carry three boxes of beer.
Looking at Su Yun and the others drinking with their friends, Zheng Ren suddenly felt very lonely.
The more people there were, the lonelier he felt.
Just as he was thinking, the hand on his knee suddenly felt a warm and soft feeling.
Xie Yiren knew Zheng Ren's emotions. She held his hand and gently squeezed it.
He turned his head and saw a pair of bright eyes, as if he was seeing a sea of stars in the desert.
The loneliness in Zheng Ren's heart was instantly dispelled. It was warm, peaceful, and happy.
The two of them did not speak. Their fingers were interlocked, feeling each other's body temperature and pulse. It was as if they had entered a small world with only the two of them.
"Old Fan, why don't you stay?" Su Yun held a bottle of beer and collided it with Fan Tianshui's bottle. The crisp sound of glass colliding was so loud.
"If I find a job here, why would I go back to Sea City?"
Fan Tianshui 'poured' a bottle of beer into his mouth. His speed was actually a little faster than Su Yun's.
He wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and took out two more bottles of beer. With a flick of his finger on the bottle cap, the beer was opened.
"Old Fan, you don't use chopsticks or teeth to open the bottle cap. You look very handsome," Su Yun said with a smile as he took the beer from Fan Tianshui.
Fan Tianshui just smiled foolishly and did not say anything.
"Boss, Chang Yue, I'll test you two. Little Feng, Old He, don't be distracted. If you can't answer, be more self-aware and just blow one. "Su Yun held the beer bottle and slammed it on the table.
"What?" Zheng Ren held Xie Yiren's hand, the smile on his face sweet. The dog food was spread from the operating theater to the skewer shop.
"How many teeth are there in a beer bottle cap?"
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