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"We're not having tea. I'm just asking Boss Dai to investigate a person for me." Yang Hui threw a document bag on the table; "There's a phone number in it. I have a business, please take care of it. Boss Dai will take good care of it. The price is negotiable. If..., haha,
Boss Dai is a sensible person, so he naturally knows what to do.”
"Yes, yes, I know, I know." Dai Maozi wiped his sweat, knowing that at least for the time being, he was safe.
"It's good to know. Our boss is waiting for your call." Yang Hui put the mobile phone into Dai Maozi's hand, turned around and left.
Dai Maozi closed the door and slumped on the ground. The more he thought about it, the more dangerous he felt. If the two young men had taken action just now, he would have had no chance of resisting. Dai Maozi had served as a special forces soldier in the army when he was young, and he could see that
The young man who had never spoken was a master of martial arts, even more powerful than his instructor.
Not only can’t I accept this business, I can’t even look at it!
Dai Maozi was about to call the police, but he found that the mobile phone in his hand had been broken into several pieces and was crushed. Two minutes ago, someone used it to dial the phone on the table. Dai Maozi seemed to hear the sound of his own bones being crushed.
, I don’t dare think about calling the police anymore.
He calmed down for a while, then opened the document bag and slid out two photos and a piece of computer printout paper.
"Oh my god, what should we do!" Dai Maozi shouted, and the business turned in his hands. The person under investigation asked to investigate the client.
The phone number on the printed paper must belong to the victim. Dai Maozi didn't dare to look at the price or anything else, so he started to dial the number tremblingly.
Zhu Tong was not in his office at the moment. He was in the office of the director of plastic surgery at Ocean Hospital. He looked at the caller number on his mobile phone and smiled apologetically: "Dr. Ding, let me answer the call first."
Director Ding is a doctor of medicine who just came back from abroad the year before last. Perhaps because of his professionalism, Director Ding's skin is particularly delicate. A woman in her forties looks like she is under thirty. Everyone in the Ocean Hospital knows that Ding
The director likes to be called Dr. Ding.
Before today, Director Ding was very indifferent to Director Li, and even looked down upon her. After more than half an hour of conversation, Director Ding's impression of Director Li had completely changed. She shrugged elegantly: "OK, please, Director Li."
Okay; this thing is quite interesting, let me take a look first."
Zhu Tong stood up and left the room. He only answered the phone when he was outside the corridor, with a voice-changing fish already in his mouth.
This is also one of Zhumen's secret skills. The so-called voice-changing fish is just a hollow ball. It was originally a hollowed-out apricot kernel. In the hands of Master Zhutong, an old liar, it was changed into its current form. Legend has it that there was a senior Zhumen
The voice-changing fish is so perfect that one person can sing an entire opera "Yutangchun, Shengdanjingchou" without any flaws.
Zhu Tong doesn't have that ability, his eldest brother is the best, but it's enough to deceive ordinary people.
"Hey, is it Mr. Huang... Mr. Huang?" Dai Maozi's voice came.
"Boss Dai, I heard that your business has been good recently, congratulations." Zhu Tong chatted with Dai Maozi in a middle-aged accent and Mandarin from Jiangsu and Zhejiang.
"Everywhere, my friends take care of me; Boss Huang, I have received your things, but this is just a business..."
"What's wrong? Is there any difficulty? Boss Dai is not satisfied with the price?" Zhu Tong said in a long tone.
Dai Maozi quickly replied: "It's not about the price, I just want to know what specific requirements Boss Huang has."
"Requests... not many, only three." Zhu Tong considered, slowing down his speaking speed; while changing his voice, he had to think cooperatively. Always remind himself that he was facing an experienced private detective; the two of them had been together before.
Have dealt with.
"Boss Huang, please tell me." Dai Maozi took a look at the printing paper and made a small calculation in his mind; the price on it is 60,000, and the term is one month.
"First, within the period, the target came into contact with the identity and photos of the guests more than twice."
"This can be done."
"Second, within the time limit, find a person who can be used among his assistants, and he must be male."
"Well, we rarely do this kind of business before, so we can only give it a try. Boss Huang should know that the people he brought are all foreigners, and there is only one Chinese; but that is a young lady. I'm afraid..." This condition
It was very difficult for Dai Maozi. In fact, it was beyond the normal scope of business.
"Third, Boss Dai must answer a question. Did the target give you a commission?"
"Think!" Even though he was mentally prepared, Dai Maozi broke into a cold sweat at the third condition; he knew that now was not the time to hesitate, as the two young men might knock on his door again at any time.
"Yes, I am obsessed with money and blind to sight, and I have offended Boss Huang. He has given a commission to investigate all the circumstances of a doctor named Li, including his relatives, family and friends. This business
It was introduced by Professor Xu from the Academy of Social Sciences. It only started yesterday morning and the first report has not been completed yet. I will withdraw it now..."
Sure enough, it's Smith. The little liar is very cruel. I was looking for a chance to take revenge, but I didn't expect you to take action first. Well, if Mr. Smith wants to die, just come over. This is China, not Japan. Let me let you know what Zhumen is.
disciple!
"There is no need to return it. Boss Dai is a businessman. How can you not make money without making money? You will continue to do whatever you have to do. However, I will provide Boss Dai's report. Hahaha, I will definitely satisfy the target."
Isn't this a scam? I run a detective agency, not a scam company! Dai Maozi was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.
"Boss Dai, his target is not a kind person. He will not do any good things when he comes to China. This commission has proven that he wants to harm people. You don't want to be a traitor who helps the tyrants do evil, do you? If Boss Dai is not interested, you can go and see
Look downstairs. I heard that Boss Dai's family is very happy. Is Ma Jiahao your son? He is very smart and will go to high school, right?" Zhu Tong raised the business to eight levels, equating it with ethnic issues, plus
With coercion and inducement, how dare Dai Maozi not be interested?
"Boss Huang, I'll take the call. Don't scare me. I'm timid. Everything will be done as you say."
In just half a day, the other party had fully investigated his situation. Dai Maozi knew: he was on board; their investigation system was better than his own.
He didn't dare to bargain anymore and could only pray: I hope this is not a pirate ship.
"We can become friends. Don't be afraid, Boss Dai. You will know when everyone gets to know each other. What I just meant was to express my sincerity to Boss Dai: Ma Jiahao can choose the two schools he hopes to attend, no matter what his score is. I
Lao Huang must let him go to a good school. The competition is fierce now, everything else is illusory, and the child's future is real."
After Dai Maozi hung up the phone, he concluded that the other party must be a big shot. However, the voice sounded familiar. Could it be that he knew him? Dai Maozi scratched his hair and thought about the people around him several times, but he couldn't figure out the reason.
No matter what, he was just a private detective, and the target was a foreigner, so it must be a business matter. Dai Maozi called his subordinates and began to arrange the next step of the work.
Zhu Tong returned to the office. Dr. Ding roughly read the plan and said with a smile: "I think we can try it on a small scale. Director Li doesn't need to go to the respiratory department. There are more and more cars in Shanghai, and our patients
I will be happy to beautify my skin and have my lungs well moisturized and purified at the same time.”
"Really?" Zhu Tong expressed moderate hesitation, secretly beginning to doubt whether Dr. Ding's doctoral degree was adequate.
"Hmm." Dr. Ding shrugged.
The main content of this plan is that the Respiratory Department and Plastic Surgery Department of Ocean Hospital will jointly establish a beauty, purification and aromatherapy center. The address is selected in the lobby on the first and second floors of the old ward building, which is close to the road. Since the new outpatient building was opened three years ago
After the building was built, the previous hall lost its function, and there was enough space to decorate an aromatherapy center, which can be opened to the public as long as the courtyard wall is opened.
The director of the respiratory department is also a doctor studying in the United States. He is not interested in this so-called aromatherapy. He said that the staff in the respiratory department are nervous and have no time to play with these new things. But Director Ding was too enthusiastic. Wasn't she attracted by Westerners?
Are rigorous medical theories brainwashing?
No matter what, it's not something he has to worry about. With the support of a director, Zhu Tong can do Wang Juefei's work.
The little liar planned to build this aromatherapy center entirely for himself; traveling to Suzhou to receive aromatherapy treatment once a week was too troublesome for him. If the plan goes well, he can receive treatment at any time and recover earlier.
"Since Director Ding thinks it is feasible, I will immediately go to Assistant Wu to discuss how to operate it."
"If necessary, I can accompany Director Li to persuade Assistant Wu. I'm sorry, please call me Dr. Ding, okay?"
"Dr. Ding, I'm sorry." Zhu Tong smiled awkwardly, becoming even more suspicious of this doctor; "Assistant Wu is in the office now. We can go there now. One thing must be determined first. The aromatherapy center is only used as an auxiliary treatment.
It is jointly run by the Network Information Center and the Dermatology Department, and the staff can be hired externally or transferred from the plastic surgery department. There is also the issue of benefit distribution. Dr. Ding understands that our information center is a Qingshui Yamen, and I do this to find some ideas for my subordinates.
Welfare."
"Hmm, that's understandable. But Director Li should also know that although you provide aromatherapy, plastic surgery is the main provider of patients..."
The two directors bargained with each other and walked into Assistant Wu's office affectionately. After half an hour, everything was OK.
Before leaving, Dr. Ding got a formula from Director Li and said he wanted to experience it for himself.
Assistant Wu said that Dr. Ding dare not stay young anymore, and now he doesn’t look like a doctor, but like a nurse.
Dr. Ding immediately laughed loudly and said that Assistant Wu was glib.
On the third day, Wang Juefei proposed and approved the decision to establish an aromatherapy physiotherapy center at the dean's office meeting. Dean Song, who was in charge of logistics, had some reservations. Everyone knows that Director Li is a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner and has done some Chinese and foreign medicine at Ocean Hospital.
It’s not too surprising that things come from China but not from the West.
Plastic surgeon Dr. Ding strongly praised aromatherapy at the meeting. She has personally experienced it, and it is based on the actual needs of plastic surgery patients, leaving all those who want to object speechless.
OK, the little liar thought that Dr. Ding was actually a nice person, but he just liked to shrug his shoulders too much.
(Friendly book recommendation, Li Hentian, good writing, good story, MM is enchanting)