"Of course not. How could I, such a pure person, go to a place like a nightclub?" Duanmu Taichu said awkwardly, looking away.
"Do you have any misunderstanding about the word purity? Forget it, didn't you say you were going for an interview? How did it go?" asked Morais.
"I passed. Although it's not a formal teaching title, the bald principal was finally impressed by my profound knowledge of entomology and planned to hire me as an external teacher." Duanmu Taichu was no longer sleepy when he mentioned this.
"Okay, then you do your job well, but don't kill anyone." Mo Laishi said subconsciously.
Duanmu Taichu narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a vulgar tone: "Amo, there is something wrong with you!"
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9 o'clock the next day.
Morais came to the Wanlong Building again, but this time he went directly to the top-floor sky villa.
When Morais arrived, he found that several people were already there.
Apart from Chen Lu, who passed the test with him yesterday, he didn't know anyone else, so he didn't say hello to them.
Of course, these people had no intention of paying attention to Mo Laishi. They all looked arrogant, as if they were the boss and he was second only to them.
Chen Lu walked over with a smile and greeted in a low voice: "Hello, Doctor Mo, we meet again."
"Hello, who are these people? Why didn't I see them during the assessment yesterday? Could they be the final candidates who passed the assessment on the first day?" Morais asked curiously.
Due to the large number of applicants, the Wanlong Group's assessment is divided into two days.
Anyone who passes the assessment in two days will have the opportunity to treat Yu Wanlong.
Chen Lu shook her head. "Many people came here to try their luck on the first day. So even though there were more people signing up on the first day than on the second day, not a single person made it to the third round of assessment. We were the only two who made it here through the assessment."
"We are the only two who passed the assessment and came here? Does that mean these people have not passed the assessment?" Mo Laishi was a little surprised.
"Yes, the medical field is actually the same as other industries. Famous people always have more opportunities than others. People like me who stay in the research institute all day and have no fame need to take the assessment." Chen Lu said with some self-mockery.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Lu introduced the people present to Mo Laishi.
"The man in the dark blue Tang suit is called Zuo Yeshuo. He's the adopted son and senior disciple of Zuo Qiu, the contemporary heir of the Attack on Evil School, one of the eight major schools of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Rumor has it that Zuo Yeshuo, only 35 years old this year, has already inherited Zuo Qiu's true teachings and is a frequent guest of many dignitaries."
Mo Laishi looked in the direction Chen Lu pointed, and sure enough, he saw a man in a Tang suit with an extraordinary demeanor sitting steadily with his eyes closed to rest.
Mo Laishi could see that the other party was not only proficient in medicine, but also a master of internal martial arts.
"That short man wearing glasses is called Saito Motoichi. He's a professor of medicine at Waseda University in Japan. He has published many medical papers in The Lancet and is well-known in the global medical community."
"And that bearded Englishman is called David Littlejohn. He's a wandering doctor for Doctors Without Borders. He's worked as a battlefield doctor and has also provided aid in third countries like Africa. He's also very famous."
Chen Lu introduced them one by one, and it was obvious that he was familiar with these people.
"Don't you often stay in the research institute? How come you are so familiar with them?" Morais asked casually.
"I like to read medical journals in my spare time, so I have some impression of them. Besides, as a medical worker, isn't it normal to have heard of their names?" Chen Lu said unhappily.
"Really? I haven't heard of it." Morais said frankly.
But when he said this, some people were unhappy.
"You haven't even heard of my name. That only means you are ignorant and a country bumpkin." As Mo Laishi finished speaking, a not very standard Mandarin came over, full of sarcasm.
Mo Laishi frowned and looked in the direction of the sound.
I found that the person who was speaking was none other than the short man Saito Genichi.
Seeing that Mo Laishi didn't say anything, Saito Genichi thought he was shocked and continued to taunt him, "Your Chinese medical skills have always been very backward. In your Chinese words, it's not worthy of being accepted by the upper class. So I'm not surprised that you don't know me."
"Shorty, who are you talking about?" Mo Laishi never tolerated these self-righteous people and directly retorted.
Saito Genichi hated being called short the most, and his face immediately flushed with anger: "You... the Chinese are truly uncouth and uncivilized, a barbaric race. I really don't understand why you're even here."
"You short, three-inch-tall, wheel-shaped thing, dwarf monster, with your height, are you sure your parents didn't cut corners when they gave birth to you? Please stand on a stool before talking to me. I have to lower my head to look at you, and your neck is sore and it's tiring!" Mo Laishi retorted in an infuriating manner.
Phew, Chen Lu couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Even Zuo Yeshuo, who had been calm and composed, had his facial muscles twitching violently, and it was obvious that he was having a hard time holding back his laughter.
Only David Little John, who couldn't understand Mandarin, looked confused.
Although Saito Motoichi could not fully understand the meaning of Molaishi's words, he knew that it was definitely not a good thing, and he was immediately furious.
"Baga, I'm going to complain about you. I want you to pay for what you said." Saito Motoichi was furious.
Just at this moment, three people walked in from the living room door.
They are Yu Xinyue, Butler Ou, and Mr. Smith, a foreign expert who has been following up on Yu Wanlong's condition.
Yu Xinyue noticed that the atmosphere in the living room was not right, and Saito Motoichi was blushing and getting a little confused, so she asked, "Professor Saito, what's wrong with you?"
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