Chapter 1005 Like First Love

"Boss Zheng, hello." Linge walked into the office, saw Zheng Ren sitting inside, with a sincere smile on his face, and strode in.

Zhao Wenhua was taken aback for a moment, is this to suppress before promoting? But this smile is too exaggerated.

He felt that the script had exceeded his design.

Zheng Ren stood up with a dazed expression, looking at Ringer helplessly. Zhao Wenhua felt contempt for a while, he had been coming to 912 for a long time, and the heads of various departments in the agency did not know each other. How low is this EQ? For such a person, there is no reason for immortality.

"Director Lin, you have to be free today." Su Yun said with a smile on the side.

"Director Lin, hello." Zheng Ren stretched out his hand immediately, and the expression on his face became a little more lively.

"I'm the deputy chief, just call me Brother Lin." Linge laughed.

His name is very advantageous, as it was when he was in school. However, this kind of homophonic joke is a bit too serious on this occasion.

Linge re-examined Zheng Ren, and casually told a joke to draw in the relationship.

"Isn't Director Kong going to Director Ye to file a report about your going to the Mayo Clinic to throw a knife? I'll see what I can do," Linge said.

"You just need to let me know. I'd be happy to go, and I'll trouble you for a drive." Su Yun said on the side.

Zhao Wenhua was stunned.

What type of situation is this?

Facts are like a wild horse that has run wild. The horse's hoof slammed on Zhao Wenhua's face, almost knocking him into a daze.

Going to the Mayo Clinic for surgery? Director Kong went to the medical office to file in person? No, why did the Mayo Clinic invite Zheng Ren to undergo surgery?

Those people had their nostrils turned upside down, and the contempt among their peers had reached its peak. Not to mention domestic, even internationally renowned hospitals, Mayo seldom hires people for surgery.

The number one in the world is not called for nothing.

As for Ringe, he came here to flatter, not... Zhao Wenhua's chest felt oppressed, and old blood was surging in his chest.

"Now the hospital requires the organization to be a service-oriented organization, which must serve the clinic and solve the actual difficulties and needs of the clinic. Boss Zheng's business matters here must not let you run away by yourself." Linge laughed.

He didn't know who Su Yun was, so he always talked to Zheng Ren. But Linger noticed that since entering the room, the face of the staff member Xiao Wang beside him was filled with a look of spring.

The twisted smell emanating from her was full of sweet and sour, very much like first love.

Ringe already had a rough guess in his heart that the ghost was Xiao Wang! But is this important? It doesn't matter at all.

Thanks to Xiao Wang, I didn't do anything wrong.

But this young man is really handsome, it's a pity to stay in the hospital. Anyone who joins any men's group will be a popular traffic star.

What do you think, why stay in the hospital, just to cheat people?

Linge smiled and exchanged a few words with Zheng Ren, and then was pushed to Su Yun's side.

All the routine work was handed over to Su Yun, which saved Zheng Ren's worry and effort.

Su Yun and Linge were also very polite when they spoke, but the more they were like this, the more Linge felt the cold wind on the back of his neck.

The document that was pressed down should have been written by this handsome young man. What a shame, you have to be careful when dealing with him, Ringe thought to himself.

Zhao Wenhua stood at the door and heard everything clearly.

It turned out that the Mayo Clinic really came to Zheng Ren for surgery, and the medical department really came to work on the spot to "solve problems" for Zheng Ren.

All this is completely different from what I imagined.

Zhao Wenhua felt bitter for a while, so he simply turned his head and left.

The moment he turned his head, he seemed to see Su Yun looking at him, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was saying to himself - you are lucky this time.

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Director Ye flipped through the printed document, thoughtful.

Looking out the window, the weather is really nice today, with blue sky and white clouds, I'm afraid it will be hot soon. My English has been left behind for a long time, and it is really a bit difficult to read such a document. Find time, should make up.

After a long time, Director Ye got up, left the office, and went upstairs to Vice President Yuan's office.

There were two department directors waiting to report to Vice President Yuan, and Director Ye greeted them with a smile.

"Director Ye, you are here to report on your work. Come on, you go first." The director of the Department of Neurology said with a smile.

For the medical department, all clinical departments have a heart of awe and distance.

"It's okay, let's line up together." Director Ye was in a good mood.

"Is this a happy event?" I usually see Director Ye with a gloomy face. After all, the clinical department and the medical department deal with medical disputes the most. It's no wonder that Director Ye has a good-looking face.

But today, every wrinkle on his face is filled with happiness and joy.

"It's not that Boss Zheng from the Interventional Department was invited by the Mayo Clinic to undergo surgery. I'll report to the leader." Director Ye gently shook the printing paper in his hand, full of English words, showing that Another kind of temperament.

"Mayo Clinic?" The director of neurology was taken aback.

This belongs to the type that has been heard and never seen.

Everyone knows the Mayo Clinic, but the Mayo Clinic certainly doesn't know about them, not even the chief director of 912.

Go to Mayo for surgery? Director Ye, you are sure you are not joking.

However, the director of the Department of Neurology did not dare to say this, and could only smile: "This is a big deal for you, first come, first come."

Director Ye was not polite anymore, he stood in front and said with a smile: "Old Kong's eyes are so bright, he dug up a treasure."

"That's all in the past tense. Boss Zheng is now a member of our 912. During the earthquake relief, he rushed to the front line in military uniform. He bled and made sacrifices." The director of the neurology department said, "Why are you in other places? The hospital didn't get an invitation from Mayo, but they were invited when they came to 912, isn't that Director Ye and the leaders of the hospital attaching great importance to it?"

What he said was a bit false, but it was more in line with Director Ye's state of mind. They chatted for a while, and when the director who reported the work came out, Director Ye walked in with a smile.

Seeing Director Ye's mouth grinning to the ears, the director who just came out inside was a little puzzled, why is Director Ye, who has been so cold-faced, so happy today?

Does the sun come out from the west?

Seeing Director Ye walk in and close the door, the director who just came out asked, "What's going on?"

"Boss Zheng, who was dug by Lao Kong in the Intervention Department, is going to throw knives at Mayo. This is not Director Ye coming to report to the hospital." The director of the Department of Neurology said.

In his tone, jealousy and envy intertwined, and his heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

"I'm going to... the Mayo Clinic? Is it true or not? I met Boss Zheng once in the cafeteria. He's a very young guy. I thought that Lao Kong was taking an apprentice and he needed to train him well. I didn't expect it to be true. It was a big tree dug up!"