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070 The hospital is not run by your family

Du Moliang felt that Han Chen's eyes were a little scary, "Why do you think of me like this? I didn't say I like her."

Han Chen withdrew his gaze and was silent paranoidly.

Du Moliang General Han Chen saw all his performances. He suddenly asked with interest: "Do you like others?"

Han Chen turned his head, "No."

Du Moliang held a faint smile and patted Han Chen on the shoulder, "If you like it, don't talk about it, be careful that there is no such store when you pass through this village. A girl like Miss Zhou, not to mention how much urge to fall in love, it will definitely be happy to marry her and be a wife. Yishi and Yijia are talking about her, do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Han Chen lowered his shoulders and shook off Du Moliang's hand that was put on his shoulder.

Du Moliang's smile froze on his face, and he cursed in his heart, Han Chen was really not aware of any funnyness.

Shaking his head helplessly, Han Chen was saved.

Their East University First Hospital Surgery Bachelor Brigade has added another new member.

The two of them found a place to sit down.

Han Chen looked up and saw Zhou Zheng sitting on the podium directly in front of him.

The organizer set up a row of tables on the podium, facing the large screen, covered by red velvet cloth, each seat has a brand and a microphone, which is very formal.

Only Zhou Zheng sat alone on the row of tables, and the others were scattered in various places in the venue, chatting and greeting acquaintances.

At this moment, Zhou Zheng, who was alone, seemed a little out of place with the surroundings.

It might be fine if Zhou Zheng had not retired. Now that he has retired, no one will take the initiative to pay attention to him.

This is a system insider without real power.

"I'll say hello," Han Chen suddenly stood up.

"Who?" Du Moliang asked.

"Zhou Mo's father."

Han Chen bypassed the people on the aisle and walked towards the stage.

Du Mo was very good at it, and his eyes were always following him.

"Uncle Zhou." Han Chen called out softly.

Zhou Zheng looked up, surprised with surprise, "Han Chen? Why are you here too?"

"The task assigned by Corey, come and listen to the lecture," Han Chen asked: "You want to speak today?"

"Yes, let's talk about the hepatitis B situation in Dongjiang," Zhou Zheng looked at Han Chen for no reason, "By the way, Momo is outside, did you see her when you came in?"

"See it," Han Chen replied.

"That's fine. You two children have grown up. Although you haven't seen each other for a long time, you are still good friends, aren't you? You haven't seen each other for so many years, and the two of them communicate well. You just came back and have no idea what you don't know and need help. If you don't want to find us old guys, just look for Momo. Some of you young people have to talk about."

"Okay," Han Chen asked: "Have you copied your ppt? I'll try it for you."

"Look at my brain," Zhou Zheng took out the U disk from his pants, "and almost forgot about this. No one from the organizer reminded me."

"I'll send it to you," Han Chen took it, turned around and walked into the backstage preparation room.

While preparing for the room, several staff members were tuning, connecting to computers, adjusting the LED screen, and were very busy.

The people in charge of the meeting are responsible for the meeting. In addition, Han Chen made a speech at the meeting last time, he was the "introduced talent" of the First Hospital of Dongda University. He was highly valued by the Dean and the staff knew him.

"Doctor Han? What's wrong?" The person in charge of the venue came over.

Han Chen frowned, "Why didn't the guest give a speech in advance remind them to hand over the ppt?"

"Are you reminded?" the person in charge wondered, "We collected them all in advance through the email?"

"Are you sure?" Han asked in a deep voice: "Do you have any of Teacher Zhou Zheng's ppts?"

The person in charge was not sure, "Let's take a look."

He crossed Han Chen, opened a folder on the desktop of a laptop, and browsed it from beginning to end.

"Oh, why doesn't Teacher Zhou's ppt?" The person in charge exclaimed and quickly turned around and shouted: "Xiao Li, why can't you collect a ppt? Where is Teacher Zhou's ppt?"

"Which Teacher Zhou?" Xiao Li hurried over.

"Which Teacher Zhou do you want to talk about?" The person in charge couldn't help but scold.

Xiao Li thought about it and then thought, "Aren't the provincial leader coming here today? I see that there is no one named Zhou on the leader list?"

The person in charge was so angry that Tian Ling covered it, "Who asked you to collect PPT according to the leader's list? Didn't you read the notification carefully?"

Xiao Li was puzzled, "Isn't this a regular meeting? Are the leaders guiding the regular meeting?"

The person in charge's blood pressure soared, "I really admire you... I quickly find a way to contact Teacher Zhou. He used to be an expert in Aimei B in the province, but now he is retired, of course he is not on the leader's list. Go quickly!"

Only then did Xiao Li realize how big a mistake he had made and hurriedly rushed out.

"No need, come back," Han Chen called out to Xiao Li.

The person in charge looked at Han Chen in confusion.

Han Chen said: "I brought it to you by Teacher Zhou, I will give it to you."

The person in charge exclaimed: "How come you have Teacher Zhou's ppt?"

Han Chen said: "We know each other. We just chatted for a few words and found that he had not been copied yet."

The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Chen copied the ppt into the computer, opened it and tried to play it. After confirming that everything was normal, he pulled out the USB flash drive.

"You should pay attention in the future," Han Chen said coldly: "The leaders of the province today are all from the provincial leaders. Don't lose face because of this small mistake. Besides, President Yao is still here today."

The person in charge, Lianlian, should be, "Yes, yes, thank you, Dr. Han."

"Yes," Han Chen responded simply and left the preparation room.

front desk.

Director Guo and Yao Fusheng each represented the provincial leaders and the leaders of the First Hospital of the East University, and the two groups of people had a great time talking.

Zhou Zheng stood outside and couldn't get in touch with anything, and his status was particularly awkward.

He does not belong to either of these two groups of people.

People from the First Hospital of Dongda University do not know him, people in the province know him but there is no need to pay attention to him.

Director Guo introduced the people around him to Yao Fuguang one by one, but Zhou Zheng was not inferior to Zhou Zheng.

But after mentioning Zhou Zheng, Yao Fuguang didn't react much. He didn't even hold his hand, but just nodded and greeted him.

Zhou Zheng responded with a smile, but just a bitter smile. After all, he was ready to shake hands.

"Uncle Zhou," Han Chen suddenly called Zhou Zheng softly.

While Zhou Zheng turned around, Yao Fusheng was also attracted by Han Chen's voice.

Han Chen returned the U disk to Zhou Zheng, "It's all done."

Zhou Zheng was grateful, "Thank you."

"It's okay." Han Chen smiled faintly.

Yao Fusheng, who was standing beside him, looked at the scene in surprise, "Han Chen, you and Teacher Zhou... This is..."

Before Han Chen could answer, Director Guo exclaimed first: "Is this Dr. Han from the imperial capital?"

Yao Fusheng asked: "Do you know too?"

Director Guo said: "How could it be that I don't know? You Dongda First Hospital and our bureau will also plan to issue an application to the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau to let Dr. Han adopt a special talent introduction strategy?"

"It seems that this is the case," Yao Fusheng couldn't remember it clearly.

On the other hand, Han Chen and Yao Fuguang asked: "Do you know Teacher Zhou?"
Chapter completed!
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