The people off the court instantly became interested.
After all, it is rare for a girl, especially a very beautiful girl, to win the first prize in the provincial modeling competition.
Naturally, it also attracted the attention of the audience.
As expected, Zhou Mo also received thunderous applause, which seemed even more enthusiastic than Han Chen's.
He bowed confidently and contentedly and left the stage.
Yao Fusheng suddenly waved to Zhou Mo.
Zhou Mo was slightly stunned and immediately walked over.
"I didn't expect that Professor Shen's doctoral students would be so outstanding," Yao Fusheng praised.
Shen Qingyi appeared calm, but inwardly he was beaming with joy. "Dean Yao, now you understand why I'm so reluctant to give up on these students. They're all incredibly talented."
Yao Fusheng nodded, "I see."
He looked up again and carefully examined Zhou Mo, then said to Shen Qingyi, "When the time comes, I'll raise the issue with the hospital and see if they can negotiate with the School of Health Management to place these students at the First Hospital of Dongda University. Of course, the defense will still take place at the School of Health Management. But starting from next year, you'll have to enroll students here."
Shen Qingyi achieved his goal, but he did not show any joy. Instead, he remained reserved.
"I'll just wait for good news from Dean Yao."
The meaning is to let Yao Fusheng set an example and step forward to solve students' problems.
Zhou Mo secretly gave Shen Qingyi a thumbs up in his heart.
The meeting is divided into two parts. In the first half, representatives from the departments attending the meeting will talk about the main achievements of the department, so that several departments or disciplines can have a brief understanding.
The second half was the real meeting.
Yao Fusheng wanted to take the lead personally, set up a provincial key laboratory, build a phase I and II clinical trial center, and cooperate with the Imperial Capital Mingde Medical College to pilot a phase III orthopedic clinical trial base.
Training professionals, recruiting suitable research subjects, etc. are not difficult for hospitals, but the difficulty lies in data processing.
It is impossible to outsource the data or hand it over to sister units after the pilot project is established. Otherwise, we will definitely suffer losses when sharing the results.
That's why the First Hospital of Dongda University wants to recruit Shen Qingyi to be mainly responsible for data processing, as she is an expert in this field.
The first half is over.
In the second half, the meeting will take place.
The leaders are going to hold a small meeting to discuss how to set up a clinical trial center.
The remaining non-leadership personnel will be assigned dedicated personnel to organize academic exchanges and further familiarize themselves with each other's future areas of cooperation and partners.
After Shen Qingyi and Yao Fusheng left, Zhou Mo wanted to slip away. After all, she was not from the hospital and was insignificant. Probably few people would notice her.
Especially when he saw Han Chen sitting in the first row as still as a mountain, obviously with no intention of leaving, Zhou Mo wanted to leave even more.
I bent down, picked up my bag, and moved from my seat to the aisle.
Suddenly someone called her from behind: "Teacher Zhou."
Zhou Mo's face was full of pain, but he turned around and smiled again.
"Doctor Zhao, what's going on?"
The person who called her was the previous host, Zhao Ziyang from the Urology Department.
"Intermission will be over soon, and there will be a discussion session. Aren't you going to join in?"
Now that the question has been asked, how could Zhou Mo say no to participating?
She was the one who gave the report, which meant that Shen Qingyi's group sent her as a representative.
Since Shen Qingyi was not there, she naturally had to stay.
Zhou Mo laughed awkwardly twice and made an excuse: "I'm a little hungry. I'm going to eat first and come back later."
Zhao Ziyang said enthusiastically, "We will prepare meals for everyone here in a while, but they will be boxed meals. If you don't like them, you can go to the second floor, where there is a food court."
Zhou Mo never expected that the First Hospital of Dongda University was so considerate that it even provided meals.
They are so hospitable, who would be so stupid as to say "I don't like boxed lunches"?
We are all ordinary people, who hasn’t eaten boxed lunches?
"But the food will take a while to be served. If you're feeling hungry, there are fruits and snacks in the living room. You can order some to fill your stomach."
Zhou Mo quickly waved his hand, "No, no."
"Then should I go and greet others first?" Zhao Ziyang asked.
Zhou Mo nodded, "Go ahead."
After Zhao Ziyang left, Zhou Mo felt that his apple cheeks were a little sore from smiling so awkwardly.
When I looked up again, there was no one in the first row.
No one knew where Han Chen had gone.
Zhou Mo had no choice but to sit back in his seat, bored, and play with his phone.
There is still one hour before the second half of the discussion begins.
Not long after, the auditorium suddenly became noisy, and Zhou Mo looked back.
There was a man dressed as a kitchen staff at the door, pulling a cart full of lunch boxes into the door.
A group of people rushed forward.
Zhao Ziyang was at the center, responsible for distributing lunch boxes to everyone.
Zhou Mo looked at the crowd and didn't want to squeeze in, thinking that he would go over when there were fewer people.
Turn around and watch your American TV series quietly.
After a while, a hot black lunch box suddenly appeared in front of me.
There were light brown scars on the wrists of the hands that handed over the lunch box, which was the place where Zhou Mo had bitten Han Chen last time.
Zhou Mo raised his head and looked at Han Chen warily, his eyes full of distrust towards him.
Han Chen didn't say anything. He opened the folding table on the armrest on one side of Zhou Mo, put the lunch box on it, and turned to go to the other side of the same row with Zhou Mo.
There was a corridor and five or six empty seats between the two of them.
Zhou Mo glanced at the things on the folding table and looked at Han Chen with a frown.
He pulled out a folding table, put down his lunch box, stood up, took off his white coat, and put it on the back of the chair next to him. After sitting down, he opened the lunch box, unpacked the tableware, and began to taste it with relish.
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