Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Who doesn’t have a doctor they know?! …

Chi Ke got into work mode quickly and was very busy for the next period of time.

Leng Yunting is 23 years old this year. He is indeed capable, but after all, he has only graduated from university for two years. He is also a rich second-generation who has never suffered any hardship. He is used to smooth sailing in China. Suddenly, he is involved in international projects related to the group. Some of his ideas are so naive that they are ridiculous.

The original work described the character as gifted and sophisticated, but that was all done with the help of the golden fingers of employees, colleagues and elders.

Chi Ke finally understood why he had so many special assistants.

Leng Yunting needs such a group of upright and kind people to help him manage the company.

Chi Ke felt that he had become a father effortlessly at a young age. Although he only had tens of thousands of dollars in his hand, he felt the sorrow of a billionaire facing his son who was starting a business at home.

What the United States could have resolved in two or three days took a week.

Fortunately, it ended successfully, otherwise he and Leng Lao Er would have been called away and scolded by Leng Lao Da.

Before returning home, Chi Ke asked his boss tiredly, "Boss Leng, aren't you going to the hospital to visit the young master?"

"He went to Ireland two days ago and will return home later." Leng Yunting was also very tired and said weakly, "He said he wanted to find a good feng shui site for his appendix to be buried properly."

Chi Ke: “.”

Everyone's mental state is pretty weird.

Chi Ke asked again: "Since you are here, why don't you go to Los Angeles?"

Although the words were not made explicit, he knew that Leng Yunting understood the meaning of the words.

He has been here for two weeks, which is enough time for him to figure out the existing information and the known characters' personalities.

For example, now, Leng Yunting looks tired, but he is actually struggling with emo, because his best friend is studying at a university in Los Angeles next door.

As a special assistant, of course I have to give my boss a way out.

Chi Ke suddenly felt like laughing.

No wonder, from the readers' perspective, so many people don't like the workers around the domineering boss.

To the protagonist, the special assistant who makes such a suggestion is no different from a villain.

The job of a special assistant is to serve the boss and act according to the boss's needs.

Xu Lemian didn't pay him, so he had no obligation to be a Mission Impossible; similarly, even though he was paid by Leng Yunting, he couldn't overstep his authority and lecture the boss on behalf of others.

Not everyone can be a brave superhero, and most office workers are just ordinary oxen and horses.

Living is already difficult, I really don’t have the energy to maintain world peace.

If he doesn't give her this way out, Leng Yunting, who is full of frustration, will take it out on him later.

When Leng Yunting heard this, his expression improved a lot.

But after struggling for a while, he still shook his head: "Forget it, don't bother her."

Chi Ke breathed a sigh of relief: "The itinerary for returning to China remains unchanged. I will contact Secretary Sun to pick you up at the airport as planned."

"Yeah." Leng Yunting's worried expression disappeared, and he stretched lazily with a refreshed look, "Chi Zhu, you have really changed a lot, and your work ability is getting stronger and stronger."

Chi Ke instantly typed several pinyin errors and felt very complicated.

The opposite of Tiangang.

Who should praise whom?

It's really embarrassing to be recognized for my work ability by such a person.

He brainwashed himself in his mind: accept this compliment calmly, don’t disobey the boss, don’t disobey the boss, don’t disobey…

Chi Ke: “Haha.”

Chi Ke: “.”

He swore that it was the mouth that spoke first, and it had nothing to do with the brain.

"What? Have you forgotten that your grades were not as good as mine in college? If it weren't for me, would you have been able to get into CMU?" Leng Yunting's face darkened again, as changeable as the weather forecast. "Are you not happy when I praise you?"

The original owner's academic qualifications listed in his profile were very impressive. He had a bachelor's degree from a domestic 985 university and studied for his master's degree at the same university as Leng Yunting.

It turns out it wasn't a coincidence, it was deliberate.

Having accidentally learned a piece of information, Chi Ke was happy to give the other party face and said against his will: "I was so happy that I couldn't help laughing."

"Promising." Weather Forecast snorted, "Don't be so unconfident. People from Leng Yunting cannot underestimate themselves! You have to learn this from Ji Qian. It would be great if you had one tenth of his confidence."

Two weeks later, when he heard the name again, the doctor's face still appeared clearly in Chi Ke's mind.

This time he answered sincerely: "Doctor Ji's confidence is indeed extraordinary."

Just by looking at the way Ji Qian walked, it seemed as if there was no need for a band to roll out the red carpet for him and play the background music.

…

"Red carpet! There must be a red carpet!" Ji Qian emphasized to his assistant for the fifth time, "No matter if it's a hospital or a restaurant, isn't a red carpet a standard feature of a new store? I'm very traditional in this regard, and a red carpet is a must. Brother, you're my brother, hurry up and go get the supplies, okay?"

The young assistant kept replaying the red carpet scene in his mind. He was called "brother" twice by the emperor. He felt that his future was bleak and went to purchase the red carpet with a bitter face.

"You are really sick." The man standing next to him sneered coldly, "What a tacky opening."

"How dare you mock me?" Ji Qian followed his example and mocked him coldly, "I don't even want to talk about your funeral."

Leng Baiyao: “.”

Leng Baiyao slammed the table and said, "Did the Chinese horror funeral irritate you? Do you look down on the suona? What right do you have to mock me? Doesn't my appendix deserve a grand exit?"

"You've played too much Honor of Kings, right? Do you think you are Sun Shangxiang?" Ji Qian also slammed the table, but ended up hitting the book, and the sound was not as loud as the other one.

Without thinking, he clapped again, his palms turning red.

Hiss, it hurts a little.

But we can’t lose momentum.

Ji Qian controlled his facial expression and silently put his hands back into his sleeves.

Leng Baiyao didn't pay attention and was indeed frightened. He became angry: "Didn't you lend me the funeral team? Didn't you recommend the land in Ireland to me? How dare you say that about me?!"

Ji Qian: “.”

Forgot.

Well...it's normal that you forget things easily, isn't it?

"Okay, this is the holy place of the hospital, don't make any noise." He said softly, "Let's talk about business."

Leng Baiyao sneered: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Ji Qian ignored his sarcasm and asked, "Are you sure you want me to go to the family dinner tonight?"

"Yes, Grandpa misses you." Leng Baiyao said, "I don't know why he has been thinking about you all this year. When you were a child, you often came to our house to play, but I didn't see him like you very much at that time."

"It takes time to fall in love. After a long period of preparation, his feelings for me have finally reached the level of appreciation. Don't be too jealous." Ji Qian shook his finger and said nonchalantly, "Is your brother going too?"

Leng Boyao glanced at his watch and said, "Go ahead. We'll land at the airport in an hour. We shouldn't be late if we rush there directly. What? Aren't you two good friends? Do you need to ask me about this?"

Ji Qian had long been disgusted with Leng Yunting's way of dealing with people, so he corrected him, "Former good friend."

Leng Baiyao was a friend he made when he went abroad for further studies, and Leng Yunting...

He hasn't completely figured out the past between Leng Yunting and the original owner, so it's not convenient for him to make a judgment, and naturally it's not a good idea to break up.

Leng Baiyao did not interfere with his friendship with his brother, but Leng Yunting did not.

The younger brother has always regarded his older brother as a thorn in his side, fearing that even a penny of the family property would be taken away. If you know that he and his older brother are friends, he would probably put a bounty on him on the dark web.

Fortunately, Leng Baiyao took the overall situation into consideration. In order to avoid involving others in meaningless disputes, he always handled his attitude and relationships well in front of Leng Yunting.

But Ji Qian doesn't care about Leng Yunting.

He sat in the chair playing with his hands, turned around in boredom, and spoke casually: "Oh, he is not on a business trip alone, right? If he goes directly to the old house, where are the entourage?"

Leng Baiyao knew that he was talkative and liked to chat, so he didn't think much about it: "One of you can go with us."

"Ah, so..." Ji Qian opened his phone, clicked on the WeChat Moments of the salesmen and saleswomen of various high-end luxury brands, and picked out his outfit for tonight. "It's okay, I just asked casually."

Leng Baiyao glanced at his phone screen and asked in confusion, "It's just a casual meal, no one else is around, is it necessary to be so solemn and prepared?"

"On guard? No, I'm very casual. Why should I be on guard? No, it's not true." Ji Qian denied it. "I'm just taking a look. It's not a grand ceremony, but I can't lose my manners, right? At least I have to be decent. Look at me now. This dress is wrinkled after wearing it for a day. Is it appropriate to meet your respected grandfather?"

Leng Boyao looked at him for a long time but couldn't find any wrinkles: "You can change it if you want, but don't be too exaggerated. I'm only wearing home clothes tonight. Don't embarrass me."

Ji Qian waved his hand to reassure him.

After a while, they chatted again: "You have a banquet, and your brother is taking his employees home tonight. Isn't it embarrassing for them?"

"What's so embarrassing about that?" Leng Baiyao said, "His driver is actually a relative, the son of my aunt's cousin."

Ji Qian paused while picking out clothes: "Driver?"

"Yeah, who else could it be?" Leng Baiyao felt that he was really inexplicable at the moment, "It can't be his special assistant, right? He wouldn't be happy to be invited to this occasion, right?"

Ji Qian: “.”

Ji Qian turned off his phone.

Leng Baiyao: "Not picking anymore?"

"What are you picking? What's there to pick? Aren't you wearing home clothes? I'm not giving you face if I dress too nicely. Besides, what's wrong with me now? Just the right amount of looseness, so decent, okay? It's so funny, buddy can walk on the catwalk even with a sack on his clothes." Ji Qian stood up as if nothing had happened and walked out nonchalantly, "Don't bother me!"

"Bang."

The door was closed.

Leng Baiyao: “.”

Are you stupid? When did I ever care about you?

…

"Are you sure you don't want to come back with me for dinner?" Leng Yunting confirmed with Chi Ke again and again when they said goodbye at the airport gate, "My grandfather asked about you a few days ago."

"Thank you for your concern, old man, but it is still inappropriate for me to go to your family dinner."

Chi Ke thought to himself that even if the Jade Emperor asked me, I would not go. He had been working for so many days in a row and now he just wanted to go home and rest.

"What's the big deal?" Leng Yunting said indifferently, "Ji Qian is going too."

Chi Ke didn't even think about it: "Then I can't go either."

Just kidding, after meeting Ji Qian, his emotional exhaustion index doubled when he returned home.

"Tsk, I thought you two had a good relationship." Leng Yunting waved his hand and got in the car, "If you don't want to go, then don't go. Bye."

Before Chi Ke could say hello, the other party's low-key Maybach rushed out, leaving only tail smoke.

He waved his hand in disdain to disperse the smoke and took a taxi home.

It was the evening rush hour, and it would take more than two hours to drive from the airport to the original owner's shabby neighborhood. The taxi fare was nearly two hundred yuan. If Mr. Leng had not promised to reimburse him, Chi Ke would have been reluctant to spend the money.

He couldn't sleep in the car, so he used his mobile phone to review French words for a while. He waited until his brain capacity was full before opening other apps.

Chi Ke first looked at the official account of the Sixth Hospital.

He wanted to go for a physical check-up as soon as he came here, but his plan was disrupted by a sudden business trip, and he was unable to go even though he had made an appointment. This time, the capitalist was kind enough to give him two more days off, which means he can have four days off including the weekend. He plans to take advantage of this time to make another appointment.

Unfortunately, weekends are the peak time for workers to go to hospitals to repair and sew up decaying corpses. The physical examination numbers for the authoritative Sixth Hospital in S City have been snapped up for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

It’s not that other hospitals are bad, but when it comes to cardiology, the Sixth Hospital is the authority among authorities.

Since you're going there, you might as well go for the best, right?

Moreover, there was an unchecked to-do item on his hand, which made him feel uncomfortable and he couldn't wait for the whole day.

Chi Ke frowned, reluctantly opened Secretary Sun's dialog box, and sent a polite inquiry.

The other party responded quickly and said they didn't mind being disturbed.

Chi Ke went straight to the point.

【k: I want to make an appointment for a physical examination at the Sixth Hospital tomorrow. Does anyone have any recommendations for scalpers to help me get a number? 】

Compared with the several prosperous and luxurious first-tier cities where I stayed in my previous life, City S doesn't have much else but two kinds of cows.

One is a kind of horse and the other is a kind of cattle.

The cows and horses make money from the capitalists, and the cattle make money from the cows and horses.

The scalpers make money and share it with the capitalists. In order to make a living by scalping, the cattle and horses will work harder for the capitalists...

This cycle repeats itself, achieving the current prosperous situation of S City's economic life with both high-speed and efficient operation.

The capitalists laughed, the oxen laughed, only the cows and horses cried.

The 12% off double meal is a great way to comfort yourself in the midst of misery. It’s very affordable.

No matter in the previous life or this life, Chi Ke would never look for scalpers unless it was absolutely necessary.

He has his own concept of consumption. He can get a number that costs 2,500 or even 10,000 yuan, but he is not willing to spend 1,500 yuan to find a scalper to get a number that costs 1,000 yuan.

Of course, special circumstances are excluded.

For example, right now.

In less than two minutes, Secretary Sun pushed over four business cards.

[Secretary Sun: If you ask the scalper, you are asking the right person. The first one to grab the tickets for the show, the second one to grab the number for the restaurant queue, the third one to grab the hospital registration, and the fourth one to resell. You take it from him and count it as the scalper price.]

[Secretary Sun: I am the first and second regular customer. If you find these two, mention my name and you can get a 28% discount. Damn, it’s a great deal!]

Chi Ke: “.”

Look, this is an example of an ox or a horse finding joy in adversity.

[Secretary Sun: I’m not familiar with that hospital, but if you want to go to the Sixth Hospital, you can also find Doctor Ji. Although he has resigned, his status in the industry is still quite high.]

【K: I won’t bother him with such a small matter. 】

Never owe favors to others if you can solve the problem with money. It is better to find a scalper than to owe favors to others.

He thanked them sincerely and added a third person.

The others are useless to him. He doesn't go out on dates or have dinner with people, nor does he rack his brains to give people gifts. It would be a waste of friend slots if he adds them.

【k: Hello, can I still get a physical examination number for tomorrow's hospital? 】

[AAA professional registration (100% ticket issuance): Yes, but the price is relatively high. ]

【k: Can you please tell me the details? 】

[AAA professional registration (100% ticket issuance): depending on the requirements, ranging from 500-1k.]

【k: Pure handling fee? 】

【AAA professional agent registration (100% ticket issuance): Yes. 】

Chi Ke couldn't help but complain.

[k: Is there an exchange rate between S City Dollar and RMB? ]

[AAA professional registration agent (100% ticket issuance): This is the current market price. If you think it is expensive, you can change someone or find someone you know/cute smile/]

Chi Ke: “.”

Nowadays, scalpers act like they are worth two and a half million. They act sarcastic before you pay, but after you pay, they call you "boss" sweeter than anyone else.

Being yin and yang, he still wants to let the other party make money? Is he the God of Wealth?

Just find someone you know. Who doesn’t have a doctor they know?

Chi Ke showed no emotion on the surface, but his typing hands almost poked a hole through the screen.

【k: Secretary Sun, can Dr. Ji give me a WeChat push? 】