"It's done, a small matter." Liu Xiaobei looked at Zhou Congwen with a smile after coming back.

"..." Zhou Congwen suddenly felt that he had guessed wrong from beginning to end.

"You might not be the station leader you are looking for."

"Of course, I don't want to have a car, I don't know anyone here. Besides, if you just go in and pick up someone, do you need to find a leader?" Liu Xiaobing said contemptuously, "Just get a Chinese for the old man who is guarding the door. In fact, there is no Chinese, you can just use a white Ganoderma lucidum you can."

"..." Zhou Congwen was stunned for a moment, "Then you asked me to go downstairs just now, no..."

"I went to see if there were anyone, and if there were people, there would be something that China could not handle?" Liu Xiaobei saw the old man opening the iron door, and she stretched out her arm outside the car to say hello to him and drove directly in.

"What if it doesn't work?"

"There are also Moutai and Wuliangye in the trunk, and there is always something to use."

Zhou Congwen is really not good at this kind of social engagement, and he didn't expect that the things he had worried about were so simple to Liu Xiaobie's eyes.

But it’s not simple. How much does a Chinese cost? How much is your salary now? Only Liu Xiaobie can use this kind of "big" strategy.

The car drove into the platform, and the old man enthusiastically came up to ask what carriage the person was in. It was said that it was a soft sleeper, so he guided Liu Xiaobie to the backside position.

"Zhou Congwen, I'm very worried that you won't be able to get someone now." Liu Xiaobing lay on the steering wheel and looked at Zhou Congwen with his big eyes flashing as if he could speak.

Zhou Congwen took out his cell phone and called out a familiar phone number.

"Hello, who can I ask?" A familiar voice came.

"Hello, I'm Zhou Congwen."

Paused on the other side, "Dr. Zhou Congwen, from the Third Hospital of Jianghai City?"

"Yes, I heard that you were going to see me, so I drove here and on the platform."

"I will have a few minutes to arrive at the station and meet and chat."

Zhou Congwen closed Nokia and gambled at Liu Xiaobie, "Hey, it's that simple, you don't have to send it to China."

"Why do I feel like a liar?" Liu Xiaobing frowned, "I designed a scam to traffick. According to the saying that Director Deng doesn't know you, no matter what..."

"He should have watched my surgery video, so he was naturally curious why my level was so high." Zhou Congwen briefly told the truth.

“How tall is it?”

“Several floors are as high.”

"Just blow." Liu Xiaobie curled his lips.

The train roared into the station, not an old steam locomotive, but Zhou Congwen, who was used to seeing the Harmony, was all old antiques in his eyes.

Although it is old, it is really full of the times. Zhou Congwen misses it very much and even wants to go up and touch it.

The people who got off the bus looked at the black red flag sedan curiously. They were guessing what big man was coming to Jianghai City, and there was a car going directly to the platform to pick up people.

Zhou Congwen stood in front of the soft sleeper car, smiling at the corner of his mouth, looking for a senior brother with a beard and a simple and casual dress.

The next second, Zhou Congwen's smile froze on the corner of his mouth. His eyes were as hard as iron, and his eyes were moist and a little blurred.

The beard he imagined did not appear in front of him, but he saw Boss Huang, who was in his seventies, with white hair and strong spirit. He bent his hands behind his back and pulled his cloth shoes, exactly the same as he had remembered.

I'll go... The boss looked very energetic when he was "young", and Zhou Congwen thought to himself. In just a moment, tears were about to pour out from Zhou Congwen's eyes.

Zhou Congwen calmed down his mind, curbed his excitement, walked forward quickly, and habitually stretched out his hand, "Boss, hurry up."

"Hmm?" Old Huang narrowed his eyes and glanced at Zhou Congwen.

Zhou Congwen was stunned and immediately smiled, "Old Huang, I am Zhou Congwen from the Third Hospital of Jianghai City. When he heard that Director Deng wanted to see me, he went straight to the platform to pick me up. Unexpectedly, your old man actually came."

Mr. Huang waved his hand and walked slowly out of the car.

Liu Xiaobi was stunned, and the posture of Huang Lao bowing his hands and Zhou Congwen... seemed to be.

There are not many passengers in the soft sleeper car, and only Huang Lao and Deng Ming get off in Jianghai City.

With his own boss here, the elder brother's beard couldn't even touch Zhou Congwen's eyes. He smiled with Deng Ming, saying hello, and then stood beside Mr. Huang waiting for the call.

These are all habitual routines, and Zhou Congwen's angle of bowing his waist is no different from Huang Lao.

"What did you call me just now?" asked Mr. Huang.

Zhou Congwen was a little embarrassed, and the boss in his previous life was used to calling him...

"I heard that professors in the imperial capital call you Mr. Huang or the boss, isn't this for being more kind?" Zhou Congwen immediately made the lie clear.

Deng Ming found it interesting and looked at Zhou Congwen carefully. How could this young man know his own boss? And when he met, he called him the boss, which was more intimate than he called him?

Thick-skinned and promising!

"Zhou Congwen, is that your car?" Old Huang asked, looking at the black red flag.

"Yes." Zhou Congwen bowed, "Please take your time."

When Liu Xiaobie got out of the car, she treated herself as a driver, opened the back seat door, put her hand on the roof, and gave her face full of face.

After seeing Liu Xiaoge, both Mr. Huang and Deng Ming were stunned.

It has been seen by the driver, and the drivers who know how to do things have seen it, which is not surprising.

But there are only drivers who can do things like Zhou Congwen.

However, Mr. Huang didn't look at Liu Xiaobie too much, and walked slowly into the car.

"Director Deng, please." Zhou Congwen reminded himself that he did not call out his senior brother and asked Deng Ming to get on the car.

"Doctor Zhou, from the People's Hospital..." Deng Ming was interrupted by Mr. Huang before he finished speaking.

"Doctor Xiao Zhou, your assistant is good at demonstrating surgery."

Deng Ming was stunned for a moment, then realized what his boss meant. He smiled and didn't say anything about that.

"Thank you, Mr. Huang."

"You'd better call me the boss. When I saw you just now, I always felt very friendly. I seemed to have seen you somewhere. You were intern in the imperial capital?" asked Mr. Huang.

"No, I'm internship in our school's affiliated college." Zhou Congwendao.

"That's a fate." Huang Lao said lightly, "Your assistant is a good assistant. Tell me how to practice surgery. It's much harder to be an assistant than a surgeon."

Zhou Congwen smiled and said, "Boss, I have watched your videos and I have learned them from you."

Zhou Congwen has a lot of experience in dealing with his own boss.

What the boss did and when he did it, he knew very well.

Mr. Huang nodded, "I'm considering it, but I need to record the surgery... I only had one demonstration operation. Tell me, what did you learn in that operation."

This is the school entrance exam. The boss feels that he is lying, and Zhou Congwen knows it in his heart.

But the problem was not difficult for him. Zhou Congwen began to talk about the only demonstration surgery of his boss recording a year ago.

Although he is old and over 70 years old, his boss's thinking is not rigid. This is the biggest difference between the boss and Wang Chengfa, Zhu Jun and others.
Chapter completed!