Before the dean came, Director Xiao came in again.
This time, he finally discovered Liu Muqiao.
"Are you here?"
"Well, yes, I'm here to welcome Liu Miqiao."
"Aren't you a trainee in the CT room? Director Liu Xiaoqin said that there is no such trainee as you. Who are you? Why are you pretending to be a trainee? Who are you?"
Director Xiao continued to ask a series of questions.
Liu Muqiao smiled and said: "Don't be excited, Director Xiao. I am the old farmer from Montenegro who is the donor of this patient. Don't worry, I don't have any bad intentions. As for Director Liu Xiaoqin saying that there is no such trainee, it's because he doesn't understand me.
.Don’t worry, regarding the donation issue, I will definitely donate. The 3.0T MRI will be available if I say it is available.”
"Who are you? Why do I think you are so mysterious?"
"A bit mysterious, right? Actually, I am a doctor and a business owner. I make money from my business, and as a hobby, I like to be a doctor. So, it is a bit mysterious..."
While we were chatting, the dean came.
Director Xiao left Liu Muqiao aside and went to have sex with the dean.
"Is Liu Muqiao arriving soon?" the dean asked.
"Director Qiu called just now. They have already left. They just want us to wait for them in the conference room." said the person in charge of Didi Shui Chou.
He glanced at Liu Miqiao again.
"Then we'll be here in ten minutes. Wouldn't it be more polite for us to go to the door to greet you?" the dean said.
"Okay, okay, let's go to the gate to greet you."
"The question is, what if he comes in through the east gate? In fact, it's also possible through the south gate." Someone reminded that the provincial hospital has four gates: southeast, northwest and northwest.
"You should take the north gate."
The North Gate is the main entrance of the Provincial Hospital. Generally, formal occasions are entered and exited through the North Gate. There is a six-lane road there. However, it is also common to enter through other doors. Moreover, Director Qiu is not a high-ranking official.
This is important.
Therefore, saying that we should take the north gate is actually just speculation.
Since the leader has said that we should go through the north gate, it is equivalent to the leader’s decision. Others can only follow. Who dares to raise objections?
So a group of people went to the north gate.
However, the vice president of business affairs was more thoughtful and said to the people around him: "You two guard the east gate and the south gate separately. If you come from there, call in time."
Liu Muqiao did not move.
Resident doctor Zhang Qingguo also has no mission. He was just here to gain popularity.
There were suddenly fewer people in the venue.
Only then did Zhang Qingguo have the opportunity to ask Liu Muqiao, "Are you really donating a 3.0T NMR?"
Liu Muqiao nodded and said: "Yes."
Zhang Qingguo asked doubtfully: "Is a 3.0T NMR affordable at 3 million?"
Liu Muqiao smiled and said: "If it is 70% new, it should be worth 30 million."
Zhang Qingguo was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a long time. Finally he came to his senses and said: "30 million, can't you change hands and make 15 million? Even if you join forces with others, you should be able to make 10 million. Why are you rich?"
What if you don’t make money?”
Liu Muqiao smiled and joked, "I don't like money."
Zhang Qingguo obviously felt a sense of disgust, "Why do these words sound familiar to me?"
Liu Muqiao smiled and said: "Really? Is there anyone else who doesn't love money as much as me?"
Zhang Qingguo shook his head and said: "No. However, I don't like to hear what you said. You don't love money. You are talking nonsense. If you have the money in your WeChat phone, give it to me if you can. I will believe that you don't love money."<
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Liu Muqiao said casually, "Sure, but only if you have some strange disease."
Zhang Qingguo said: "I'm curious about how much money you have in your mobile phone."
Liu Muqiao said, "You should tell me how much money I should have in my card. Do you want to take a look?"
Zhang Qingguo said eagerly: "Yes!"
Liu Maqiao still had a childish heart, and there was no need to keep a straight face, so why not joke about it? So he showed Zhang Qingguo the text message prompt on the phone number of "Black Mountain Old Farmer".
The text message prompt is: "...your balance is yuan."
Zhang Qingguo's face turned dark. He couldn't see how much it was, so he had to count the digits.
8 digits!
100 million is a difference of 300,000.
"This is 100 million for you? You donated 300,000?" Zhang Qingguo reacted and looked at Liu Miqiao. Only then did he understand Liu Miqiao's attitude towards money.
You are so rich!
The round number of 100 million, what does this mean? The money you have is far more than 100 million. Your 100 million is just your pocket money, and even the interest does not matter.
"If you save this money for 3 years, you will have more than 3 million a year. You will never be able to spend it all!"
In Zhang Qingguo's eyes, 3 million is definitely a big number. It's a pity that this old Montenegrin farmer puts his money in his bank card and doesn't deposit it regularly.
"Do you manage money?"
Zhang Qingguo asked. If you don’t save money in the bank, another possibility is financial management. He has so much money, financial management must have high returns.
"You're stupid! You already have so much money, and you still worry about your finances. Aren't you tired?" Liu Maqiao joked.
"Am I stupid?"
Zhang Qingguo is not calm anymore. You call me stupid? You have so much money in your hand that you don’t use it to make money, and you still call me stupid? You are the stupid one!
He didn't say this out loud. I'm sorry to say that some people have 100 million yuan in pocket money, but I am a person who only has a few thousand yuan a month to say that they are stupid and dare not speak.
Liu Miqiao continued: "Of course you are stupid. You have 100 million as pocket money. Do you calculate how much you will use every day if you use it throughout your life? I don't want to calculate. Spending money is actually a headache sometimes."<
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Liu Muqiao has never joked about money in the past. He thinks it is immoral and insulting to others. People have worked hard to make money, and he thinks it is immoral to show off how much money he has in front of others.
Today was the first time he joked about money, so he could only stop in moderation.
Unexpectedly, this Zhang Qingguo was a little shameless and actually said: "You are worried that you won't be able to spend all the money. That's fine. You can give me some money to spend."
This is not allowed. No matter how much money Liu Miqiao has, he must spend it on formal purposes, so he smiled and said: "If you get sick and don't have money to treat it, I can indeed donate."
Zhang Qingguo is a smart man. He knows what the old farmer from Heishan means, so he doesn't dare to mention it again. It would be shameless to mention it again. He is a regular employee of the provincial hospital and is a member of a group that is not short of money. How can I be embarrassed?
To ask for money from others?
Besides, the richer people are, the less generous they are, so they quickly changed the subject and said: "If you are so rich, why do you want to be a doctor? Don't you spend every day drinking and drinking?"
Liu Muqiao chuckled and said, "You don't understand this. Life is really not just about money, but also a little pursuit, right? Don't you think I am a genius in imaging? My ability to watch movies is better than Liu Xiaoqin in your hospital.
The deputy director’s reading level is still high.”
"Then what is the purpose of your further study?" Zhang Qingguo couldn't understand, "Are you a lonely master?"
This chapter has been completed!