In the pavilion in the backyard of the Zheng family villa, three gray-haired but energetic elderly people were drinking tea and chatting.
"Old Zheng, you are a little interesting. You haven't appeared for several years. You suddenly showed up and made such a proposal. Will anyone agree?" Hua Peiyou picked up the tea cup, gently scraped the tea leaves floating on it with a quilt cover, and took a sip and said.
"Yes, the China-China Seminar, after all, we are going to study and discuss medical skills. Now that you want to bring Western medicine in, will it cause dissatisfaction from the above? Haha-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
These three old people are the helmsmen of the three major traditional Chinese medicine families in China today, Hua Peiyou, Li Boteng---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Old Li, your mouth is old and still so inappropriate." Zheng Yan laughed and filled the tea for the two of them. "What illegal gatherings are you? I just united the top people in our industry."
"The number of people is a bit too many." Li Boteng lowered his head and thought for a while, touched the goatee on his chin, and said. "There are more than 30 people participating in the traditional Chinese medicine seminar this year---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Why not?" Zheng Yan laughed. "What do they want to do if they don't do anything that is beneficial? Besides, they will definitely support my suggestion - our ancestors said that a chopstick can easily be broken. If it is a chopstick, it will not be broken easily - no matter which one of us can be said to be a famous person who stands alone, but that is only a reputation after all - but if you give them a name, it will be more convenient to do things, right?"
"That's true." Hua Peiyou nodded and echoed. "I heard that there is a Youth Chamber of Commerce in Yanjing, which contains some young entrepreneurs - no one knows anyone just by saying things about it. However, if you report the name of the Youth Chamber of Commerce, it will add a little bit of face. But I'm worried that if you create such a 'Hua Medical Union', will the person above agree?"
"They will agree." Zheng Yan smiled and said. "This is a good thing, they will not disagree---Minister Liang Zhengtao of the Ministry of Health will also attend this traditional Chinese medicine seminar. At that time, just say hello to him directly."
"Since there is a union, what about the president? Someone has chosen it? Or are you here in person, Lao Zheng?" Li Boteng asked.
"I'm so old that I'm playing chess at home and raising flowers and walking birds is great. I don't want to show up all day outside." Zheng Yan chuckled and shook his head. "As for the candidate for the president--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"Those who can live in it?"
"Yes, it means that those who are capable are the president. Whether the older generation or younger generation can participate in the competition."
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Su Qingwu ran away with a small bag crying. Yan Murong was sure that this woman who loves to complain would not take long to get this incident to his father.
"It's so embarrassing. I'm still crying when I'm so old." Seeing Su Qingwu running away, Zhao Chen proudly gestured to Yan Murong.
"Don't you go after me?" Yan Minghua walked down the stairs and looked at Yan Murong with a smile on her face. Yan Murong's sudden toughness obviously surprised her.
"What are you chasing?" Yan Murong touched her nose and said with a wry smile. "With my current status in her heart, I'm afraid it's similar to the rats crossing the street. Should I take the initiative to chase after me and ask for a fight?"
"At least you have to make a call. No matter how you say she is your wife, it's still a matter of time. Even if you haven't poked that layer of membrane, it will be a matter of time."
Yan Minghua looked helpless. This little sister-in-law always speaks so coldly.
"Forget it." Yan Murong shook his head and said. "I guess I'll get a call from my dad in a while."
"Are you scared?" Yan Minghua asked with a funny look.
"Not afraid." Yan Murong shook his head. "Just a little jealous."
"Jealous?" Yan Minghua was stunned and asked in confusion. "This is a two-point matter. Besides, I don't understand what you are jealous of."
"Of course I'll be jealous." Yan Murong said angrily. "I am their biological son------but it's my fault every time. Sister-in-law, you say that when I was a child, it was not because of her. Damn, I didn't listen to them."
"Okay, OK, stop nagging." Yan Minghua smiled and said. "I originally came to move with Qingwu, just to see how you two would get along with each other---I was indeed not disappointed. But you suddenly became hard, which I didn't think about."
"My sister-in-law." Yan Murong called out depressedly. "After all, you are the chairman of Minghua Group. Your status is not low. Can you take a little consideration when speaking? Don't be so ambiguity, okay?"
"Ambiguous? What are the words that are ambiguous?" Yan Minghua blinked and asked innocently.
"What do you think?" Yan Murong glanced at Zhao Chen who was sitting on the sofa, walked to Yan Minghua and whispered. "Do you a favor."
"What's the busy thing?" Seeing Yan Murong's expression so serious, Yan Minghua no longer joked.
"Have you heard of the four major traditional Chinese medicine families?"
"I've heard of it." Yan Minghua nodded and said, "What are you asking about this? Want me to investigate it for you?"
"Yeah." Yan Murong nodded and told Yan Minghua in detail what Chen Hanqing said to him in the morning.
"It's interesting." After hearing Yan Murong's words, Yan Minghua pondered for a while before saying with a smile. "You can't get up early without any profit. These old people must have some benefits, especially the Zheng family. Zheng Wuming's little turtle is cunning enough, and Zheng Yan's old turtle is even more cunning."
Yan Murong agreed with Yan Minghua and Zheng Wuming's family to this long-lived animal. After thinking about it, he asked, "What benefits do you think will be profitable?"
"I don't know this." Yan Minghua shrugged and said. "Maybe you will know that at that time----he did this just to make a name for you guys, but now it's an era, and there's nothing that has no interest, and a fool will do it."
"But----" Yan Minghua changed his tone and said. "I think you can compete for the position of the president."
"Me?" Yan Murong pointed at him in surprise and asked.
PS: Go up to the list, continue to go up to the list, I dare not ask for the top two. Brothers and sisters, please give me the flowers in your hands and help me sit firmly at the third place!