Zhou Chunyong watched the television quietly.
On the television screen, the flash shone on his face, reflecting a strange glow.
"Chunyong, don't say it. Boss Zheng really won the Nobel Prize. If you want to talk about this person, he's really capable. "Zhou Chunyong's wife chatted with him." Aren't you going to congratulate him? "
"There's nothing to congratulate," Zhou Chunyong said. "Boss Zheng's side must be packed with people these few days."
"It doesn't seem good to do nothing."
"Why don't you do anything?" Zhou Chunyong said. "Boss Zheng is a sensible person. He knows what I, Old Zhou, do. He doesn't rub sand in his eyes. He looks honest and honest, but he's actually very smart. "
"What did you do?"
"Is the Nobel Prize so easy to win? Boss Zheng received the support of Lanke. The whole world spread its net and sent him a skilled doctor. But before others took action, I did my best to give him a doctor. Even Chief Kong of the 912 didn't move as fast as me. "
"It's such a big matter. Your little favor doesn't seem to be enough. Besides, we still owe Boss Zheng a favor. "
"It's not scary to owe a favor, but I'm afraid that we won't be in touch until we die. I went a few days ago. Boss Zheng likes to be quiet. I'll go look for him in a few days and see if I can ask him out for a meal or something. "
"If you come to my house for a meal, I'll try out a few specialties."
"Hey." Zhou Chunyong shook his head. Come to his house for a meal? He couldn't do it. Even Director Yan probably couldn't do it. In the entire Imperial Capital, only Chief Kong and Liu Xuzhi in the opposite ward could do it.
At the thought of Liu Xuzhi, Zhou Chunyong was filled with unhappiness.
Boss Zheng was the same. Why did he throw Liu Xuzhi to Zhu Liangchen's side? It was better to come to his side. Wasn't it just a career establishment? What was the big deal?
Zhu Liangchen was really thanks to Chief Kong. He had to think of a way to pull Liu Xuzhi over.
He quietly looked at the scene on the television, thinking about Liu Xuzhi in his mind.
"Chunyong, what are you thinking about?"
"Boss Zheng is benevolent and righteous. During the earthquake relief, he met a junior doctor from Xilin Town. The last time he gave the child a urinary catheter, they just came back from Xilin Town for surgery. "
"And then?"
"Isn't that f * cking Zhu Liangchen relying on Chief Kong's friendship? When that young doctor came to the Imperial Capital, Zhu Liangchen made a career for him and kept him with him."
"…" Zhou Chunyong's wife was stunned for a moment. When did the establishment of a career in the capital become so worthless as cabbages?
It seemed that a junior doctor who was connected to Boss Zheng was not even enough to give him a career.
The more he thought about it, the scarier it was.
"I'm thinking about how to get this back," Zhou Chunyong said hatefully. "I can't let that f * cking Zhu Liangchen be smug for too long."
"Didn't they all go to the opposite ward?"
Zhou Chunyong did not say anything. He watched as the short news broadcast on the television ended and began to return to the previous program. He was thinking about something.
Screw that son of a bitch Zhu Liangchen. I definitely can't let him continue being so complacent!
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In Shanghai, Pei Yingjie sat in a private room of a hotel and watched the television quietly.
Today, Lanke's factory was treating, and Pei Yingjie brought Han Guangzhi along to attend the banquet.
However, halfway through the meal, the news of Boss Zheng winning the Nobel Prize spread in various WeChat groups. By the time they turned on the television and found the news channel, the temporary broadcast had already ended.
Fortunately, it was all online television, so it was not difficult to find a piece of news.
The manager of the factory immediately asked the waiter to start looking for it. Pei Yingjie flipped through the news for a few minutes and read it for half an hour.
"Teacher, you …" Han Guangzhi asked in a low voice.
"Little Zhi, I told you to go to Boss Zheng's place before. You have the same temper as Yaowu," Pei Yingjie said with a sigh.
Han Guangzhi lowered his head slightly and did not say anything. However, he was young after all, and the stubbornness of a young man was undeniable.
Pei Yingjie knew what kind of temper his proud students had, so he did not try to persuade them.
"Teacher, I think Brother Wu's project at Hopkins has a good future," Han Guangzhi said in a low voice. "After he comes back, the surgery has matured and he has his own world."
He did not say the rest, but Pei Yingjie knew that with his own world, he would not have to rely on others.
"Future … I asked today, and his thesis was rejected by The Lancet," Pei Yingjie said faintly.
"Huh?" Han Guangzhi raised his head, a little surprised.
"Do you know why?" Pei Yingjie asked.
"Is it because there are not enough surgeries? Or is the effect of the surgery still to be observed? "Han Guangzhi asked with a frown.
"No," Pei Yingjie said. "There are people doing similar projects in our country, and they are comparing them. Yaowu … I read the latest Lancet, and Yaowu's thesis is a level lower in all aspects."
"…" Han Guangzhi was stunned. He could not believe what his teacher said was true.
Pei Yingjie did not say anything either. He looked at the interview on the online television with a complicated gaze.
"Teacher, it's impossible." Han Guangzhi said, "I've never heard of anyone doing this project in interventional surgery in our country. Even if there is, no one except Boss Zheng can do it better than Brother Wu. Moreover, Brother Wu is at Hopkins, and the skills there are very strong. "
"It's indeed not someone from the mainstream medical circle," Pei Yingjie said. "It's a doctor from a medical and aesthetic hospital."
"…"
This time, Han Guangzhi was even more speechless.
Could a medical and aesthetic hospital even be considered a hospital? Perhaps there might be one in the future, but more than 90% of the medical and aesthetic hospitals in the country were lies.
"I asked around. It's the medical and aesthetic hospital that Department Chief Kong of the 912 has shares in."
"Department Chief Kong did it?"
"No, it's a doctor from the radiology department that Boss Zheng found in Xilin Town at the border …" At this point, Pei Yingjie could not help but sigh.
What was going on!
It was understandable that Boss Zheng was strong. When he went to Sea City at this time last year, he could tell that he was a piece of unpolished jade.
Regardless of whether Boss Zheng was strong or weak, he had pulled a doctor from the radiology department from a small hospital at the border and crushed his proud student in the academic field.
This kind of gap was all-round.
Han Guangzhi moved his lips slightly but did not say anything. His white teeth bit his lower lip as if he was thinking about something.
"Xiao Zhi, you look docile, but you're too stubborn in your heart. You're even more stubborn than Yaowu," Pei Yingjie said. Pei Yingjie said, "Let's put it this way. Last year, I gave Boss Zheng a chance. Now, it seems that without me, I can't suppress him. This is more or less a favor. In the future, think carefully about how you want to go, and then come to me. "
Han Guangzhi looked at Boss Zheng's figure on the screen, who was wearing an isolation suit and being illuminated by the flashing lights. He was gradually stunned.
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