Du Moliang felt that Han Chen's eyes were inexplicably scary. "Why are you looking at me like that? I didn't say I liked her."
Han Chen withdrew his gaze and remained silent in paranoia.
Du Moliang took in all of Han Chen's behavior. He suddenly asked with interest, "Do you like him?"
Han Chen turned his head away and said, "No."
Du Moliang smiled faintly and patted Han Chen's shoulder. "If you like me, then you like me. Don't say one thing and mean another. Be careful, you may miss this opportunity. A girl like Miss Zhou, not to mention how much impulse a man will fall in love with her, would definitely be a sweet dream to marry her home. A perfect match for a family, that's what I mean by that, understand?"
"I don't understand." Han Chen lowered his shoulders and shook off Du Moliang's hand on his shoulder.
Du Moliang's smile froze on his face, and he cursed in his heart, "Han Chen really has no sense of humor."
Shaking his head helplessly, Han Chen could not be saved.
The bachelor team of the Department of Surgery of the First Hospital of Dongda University has welcomed a new member.
The two of them found a place to sit down.
Han Chen looked up and saw Zhou Zheng sitting on the podium in front of him.
The organizers placed a row of tables on the podium, facing the big screen and covered with red velvet. Each seat had a name tag and a microphone, which was very formal.
Zhou Zheng was the only one sitting at that row of tables, while everyone else was scattered around the venue, chatting and greeting acquaintances.
At this moment, Zhou Zheng, who was alone, seemed a little out of place with his surroundings.
It might be okay if Zhou Zheng hadn't retired, but now that he has retired, no one will take the initiative to pay attention to him.
These are the people within the system who have no real power.
"I'll go say hello," Han Chen suddenly stood up.
"Who is it?" Du Moliang asked.
"Zhou Mo's father."
Han Chen walked around the people in the aisle and headed towards the stage.
Du Mo was curious and followed him with his eyes.
"Uncle Zhou." Han Chen called softly.
Zhou Zheng looked up, surprised and delighted, "Han Chen? Why are you here too?"
"It's Corey's assignment to come and attend the lecture," Han Chen asked, "Are you going to speak today?"
"Yes, let me tell you about the Hepatitis B situation in Dongjiang." Zhou Zheng looked at Han Chen and felt inexplicably happy. "By the way, Momo is outside. Did you see her when you came in?"
"I saw it," Han Chen replied.
"That's fine. You two kids have grown up. Even though you haven't seen each other for a long time, you're still good friends, right? You two shouldn't have seen each other for so many years, so you should communicate well with each other. You just came back, if there's anything you don't understand or need help with, don't want to look for us old guys, just look for Momo. You young people have a lot to talk about."
"Okay," Han Chen asked, "Have you copied your PPT? I'll try playing it for you."
"Look at my brain," Zhou Zheng pulled out a USB drive from his trouser pocket, "I almost forgot about this. No one from the organizer reminded me."
"I'll send it to you," Han Chen took it, turned and walked into the backstage preparation room.
In the preparation room, several staff members were busy tuning the sound, connecting the computer, and adjusting the LED screen.
The people in charge of the venue and conference affairs are from the First Hospital of Dongda University. In addition, Han Chen spoke at the meeting last time and is an "introduced talent" of the First Hospital of Dongda University. He is highly valued by the dean and all the staff know him.
"Doctor Han? What's wrong?" The person in charge of the venue came over.
Han Chen frowned. "Why didn't you remind them to hand in their PPTs beforehand for the guest speeches?"
"Did they remind you?" the person in charge wondered. "Did we collect all the information in advance via email?"
"Are you sure?" Han Chen asked gravely, "Do you have Teacher Zhou Zheng's PPT?"
The person in charge was unsure, "Let me take a look."
He walked past Han Chen, opened a folder on a laptop desktop, and browsed through it from beginning to end.
"Oh, why isn't Teacher Zhou's PPT here?" the person in charge exclaimed, quickly turning around and yelling, "Xiao Li, why can't you collect all the PPTs? Where's Teacher Zhou's PPT?"
"Which Teacher Zhou?" Xiao Li came running over.
"Which Teacher Zhou are you talking about?" The person in charge couldn't help but scold.
Xiao Li thought again and again, "Aren't the provincial leaders coming today? I don't see anyone named Zhou on the list of leaders."
The person in charge was so angry that his head was flipping out. "Who told you to collect the PPTs according to the leadership list? Didn't you read the notice carefully?"
Xiao Li was puzzled. "Isn't this a regular meeting? Aren't leaders the ones who provide guidance at regular meetings?"
The person in charge's blood pressure soared. "I'm really impressed by you... Hurry up and find a way to contact Teacher Zhou. He used to be the provincial expert on Ai Meiyi, but now he's retired, so of course he's not on the leadership list. Go quickly!"
Only then did Xiao Li realize how big a mistake he had made and rushed out in a hurry.
"No need, come back," Han Chen called Xiao Li.
The person in charge looked at Han Chen in confusion.
Han Chen said, "I got Teacher Zhou's PPT. I'll copy it for you."
The person in charge exclaimed: "How did you get Teacher Zhou's PPT?"
Han Chen said, "We know each other. We were chatting a little while ago, and I noticed he hasn't copied the PPT yet."
The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Chen copied the PPT into the computer and opened it to try to play it. After confirming that everything was normal, he unplugged the USB drive.
"You should be more careful next time," Han Chen said coldly. "Those who are here today are all provincial leaders. Don't let this little mistake embarrass the First Hospital of East China University. Besides, Dean Yao is here today."
The person in charge responded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, thank you, Doctor Han."
"Yeah," Han Chen responded simply and left the preparation room.
front desk.
Director Guo and Yao Fusheng represented the provincial leaders and the leaders of the First Hospital of Dongda University respectively, and the two groups had a great time talking.
Zhou Zheng stood on the periphery and couldn't say anything, his position was particularly awkward.
He doesn't belong to either of these two groups.
People in the First Hospital of Dongda University don’t know him, and people in the province know him but there is no need to pay attention to him.
Director Guo introduced everyone around him to Yao Fuguang one by one, including Zhou Zheng.
But after mentioning Zhou Zheng, Yao Fuguang didn't react much. He didn't even shake hands with him, but just nodded and said hello.
Zhou Zheng responded with a smile, but it was a wry smile, after all, he was ready to shake hands.
"Uncle Zhou," Han Chen suddenly called Zhou Zheng softly.
When Zhou Zheng turned around, Yao Fusheng was also attracted by Han Chen's voice.
Han Chen returned the USB drive to Zhou Zheng and said, "It's all done."
Zhou Zheng was grateful, "Thank you."
"It's okay." Han Chen smiled faintly.
Yao Fusheng, who was standing by, was watching this scene in surprise. "Han Chen, you and Teacher Zhou... this is..."
Before Han Chen could answer, Director Guo exclaimed, "Is this Doctor Han from the Imperial Capital?"
Yao Fusheng asked, "You know that too?"
Director Guo said, "How could they not know? Didn't you, the First Hospital of Dongda University, work with our bureau to submit an application to the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau to allow Dr. Han to participate in the special talent recruitment strategy?"
"It seems like that happened," Yao Fusheng couldn't remember clearly.
Looking at Han Chen, Yao Fuguang asked, "Do you know Teacher Zhou?"
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