Chen Taizhong received another huge sum of money.
The US$150 million from Lybia.
It’s been two months again.
He didn't ask what happened to the money.
Liu Muqiao mentioned it a little and said that this was the investment income in Libia.
150 million, converted into RMB, is about 900 million.
Where to invest?
Chen Taizhong had no choice but to relax his thinking.
Since it can be a hotel, why can’t it be a catering business?
Establish a Liu Muqiao Catering Co., Ltd. to open a series of catering, covering low, medium and high levels.
He reported to Liu Muqiao. Liu Muqiao listened quietly for a few minutes, then interrupted Chen Taizhong's report and said: "I support your plan. You can discuss the details with Jiang Wei and Zhong Ling. I don't have time to think about it, so please
You guys."
As expected, Chen Taizhong found Jiang Wei and Zhong Ling respectively and discussed with them how to start a chain catering business.
Zhong Ling had not seen Chen Taizhong for several days. When he saw him coming, he stood up to greet him.
"I want to discuss something with you. Liu Muqiao can't use up all his money. I want to open a few high-end restaurants in Qingjiang City and I want to ask for your opinion." Chen Taizhong said.
"Discuss with me, is it your intention or Liu Miqiao's?" Zhong Ling asked.
"Is there any difference?" Chen Taizhong said.
"Why is there no difference? If it is what Liu Muqiao said, I will strongly support it. If it is what you mean, I will oppose it." Zhong Ling said.
"What do you mean? If it's my idea, why do you oppose it?" Chen Taizhong said.
"If that's what you want, I'd suggest not to run a restaurant. It's too difficult. I suggest doing high-end hairstyling." Zhong Ling said.
"High-end hair design?" Chen Taizhong looked confused about this industry.
"Yes, the net profit is very high." Zhong Ling said.
"Is the investment big?" Chen Taizhong asked.
"It's not very big. An investment of 2 million is enough." Zhong Ling said.
Chen Taizhong shook his head and said: "The investment is too small."
Zhong Ling said: "It can also be bigger, 5 million, which is quite high-end. I went to a hair salon, and they wanted me to be their model. The investment is 5 million. This industry has just emerged in Qingjiang City, and it is very high-end."
There is a market."
Chen Taizhong sighed and said: "The key is that I have too much money on my hands, and I can't spend it all on hairdressing."
Zhong Ling asked: "Do you have a lot of money again?"
Chen Taizhong raised a finger.
Zhong Ling asked: "100 million?"
Chen Taizhong shook his head and said: "No, it's almost 1 billion."
Zhong Ling was slightly shocked.
"Why is he so rich? If this continues, he won't have an income of 5.06 billion a year?"
"Yeah, now, I'm under a lot of pressure. I have to spend my money, and I can't let it sit in the bank and earn interest."
Zhong Ling became serious.
It costs over 1 billion at a time. Indeed, neither Chen Taizhong nor Zhong Ling can keep up with their thinking.
In the end, their opinions fell on the catering industry.
The catering industry, a high-end restaurant, can be invested in a few hundred million, and Chen Taizhong can also absorb billions more.
……
Liu Muqiao had just completed a plastic surgery and was still in the operating room when he received a call for help from Du Xiaoping. He was undergoing a pancreatic surgery and suffered from massive bleeding.
Liu Miqiao went straight to the operating room of the Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery Building. On the way, several people greeted him, but he ignored the etiquette and responded as he walked.
By the time he rushed into the operating room, 7 minutes had passed.
"How was it?"
"It can't be stopped. It's probably an ectopic blood vessel that has ruptured."
"Okay, get out of the way."
Liu Muqiao looked at it for two seconds, then put his hand in, reached behind the pancreas body, and fumbled for a moment.
"Okay! It's a new blood vessel, not very thick, it's torn longitudinally. Please summarize, this is already the third time, it's very valuable to summarize."
"Okay, this is the third time."
"Is this patient transferred back from Hopkins Hospital?"
"Yes, this month, our department has transferred back 18 cases from Hopkins Hospital and Mayo Clinic, all of which are stage 4 patients. There are also 13 cases in Meng Feiyun's hospital."
"Hemostatic forceps!" Liu Miqiao reached out to take the hemostatic forceps, reached behind the body of the pancreas, operated blindly, and clamped the blood vessels.
"There are more and more patients every month. Have the number of patients in Southeast Asia and West Asia been counted?"
"Last quarter, 432 cases came from Southeast Asia, 317 cases came from West Asia, 13 cases came from Europe, 118 cases came from East Asia, and 35 cases came from Africa."
Liu Miqiao nodded with satisfaction while operating, "In pancreatic surgery alone, we admitted 900 cases in one quarter. These are extremely high-quality patients."
"You haven't gone out to do flying knife for a long time, have you?" Du Xiaoping asked, looking at the blood transfusion bag again, correcting some names and blood types.
"It's been half a month, and I've pushed 10 flying knives. You've been out 4 times this month, right?" Liu Muqiao said.
"Yes, I went to Nanyang twice and West Asia twice, and earned 200,000 U.S. dollars." Du Xiaoping's operating fees were relatively low, and he only earned 50,000 U.S. dollars each time.
However, I am already very satisfied.
"Okay, go ahead and do it."
Liu Muqiao took care of the blood vessel problem, took a step back, and returned the surgeon's position to Du Xiaoping. He took off his gloves and threw them into the garbage bucket.
"Is there anything else?" Du Xiaoping asked when he saw Liu Muqiao preparing to leave.
"I still have to go to the pediatrician for consultation. I've been too busy recently, and I haven't been to the pediatrician for five days." Liu Maqiao took off his washing clothes.
"Okay, let's go. I wanted to chat again. I haven't been with you for a long time, so I miss you." Du Xiaoping rarely has the opportunity to operate on the same stage as Liu Miqiao, and he rarely has operations that he can't handle now.<
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"This is progress. I rarely have pancreatic surgeries to perform, and I feel a bit disappointed." After Liu Maqiao finished speaking, he left the operating room and went directly to the pediatric department.
"You are finally here!" Director Yuan said with a smile.
A-ling stared at Liu Miqiao with her big eyes, and said with affection, "You won't forget us all, will you?"
Dr. Zhou hurriedly said: "Dr. Liu, Aling is going crazy thinking about you."
Liu Muqiao made a face and said, "Let's get started."
Director Yuan said: "Today we have two patients. One is a child with epilepsy. No problem was found in MRI. We want you to come and see if surgery can be performed. The other is a patient with long-term fever and no infection focus can be found. Can surgery be performed?"
All antibiotics have been used."
"Well, let's follow the rules." What Liu Muqiao said about following the rules means that we should discuss it step by step according to medical procedures.
This is mainly to train young doctors.
These two patients are from A Ling's group.
The consultation was carried out in accordance with the regulations. Liu Muqiao took a break from his busy schedule and picked up the MRI film to look at it.
Obviously, this is a patient who suffered brain damage during childbirth. The scars are so hidden that ordinary imaging doctors have no way of detecting them.
Finally, when the discussion ended, he said: "This patient was transferred to the neurology department, and I helped him perform minimally invasive radical surgery."
The discussion with another patient became intense.
In front of Liu Muqiao, everyone wanted to show off.
This chapter has been completed!