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Chapter 071 Which Teacher Zhou Are You Saying?

Du Moliang felt that Han Chen's eyes were inexplicably scary, "Why do you look at me like that? I didn't say I liked her."

Han Chen looked back and remained paranoid in silence.

Du Moliang had a panoramic view of Han Chen's performance, and he suddenly asked with interest: "Do you like her?"

Han Chen turned his head and said, "No."

Du Moliang smiled faintly and patted Han Chen on the shoulder, "If you like it, just like it. Don't be duplicitous. Be careful that there is no shop like this in this village. Girls like Miss Zhou, let alone how many men have the urge to fall in love, marry her home."

She will definitely be a happy wife. Yi Shi IKEA is what she is talking about, do you 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, this Han Chen really didn't understand anything funny.

Shaking his head helplessly, Han Chen was saved.

The bachelor's team of the Department of Surgery at Dongda University First Hospital is pleased to have 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 directly in front of him.

The organizer set up a row of tables on the podium. The tables faced the big screen and were covered with red velvet cloth. Each seat had a nameplate and a microphone, making it very formal.

Zhou Zheng was the only one sitting on that row of tables. Others were scattered around the venue, talking and saying hello to acquaintances.

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

It might have been better if Zhou Zheng had not retired, but now that he has retired, no one will take the initiative to pay attention to him.

This is an insider with no real power.

"I'm going to say hello," Han Chen suddenly stood up.

"Who?" Du Moliang asked.

"Zhou Mo's father."

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

Du Mo was very curious and kept following him with his eyes.

"Uncle Zhou." Han Chen called softly.

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

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

"Yes, let's talk 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 okay. You two kids have grown up. Although you haven't seen each other for a long time, you are still good friends, right? You two haven't seen each other for so many years. You two should communicate well. You just came back. If you don't understand something or need help, I don't want to

If you want to talk to us old guys, just talk to Momo, you young people can talk to you."

"Okay," Han Chen asked, "Has your ppt been copied? Let me try it out for you."

"Look at my stupidity," Zhou Zheng took out the USB flash 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 and walked into the backstage preparation room.

In the preparation room, several staff were busy adjusting the sound, connecting computers, and adjusting the large LED screen.

The person in charge of the meeting was from the First Hospital of Dongda University. In addition, Han Chen had spoken at the meeting last time. He was also an "introduced talent" from the First Hospital of Dongda University. He was highly regarded by the dean and all the staff knew him.

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

Han Chen frowned, "The guest speakers, why didn't you remind them in advance to hand over the ppt?"

"Are you reminded?" the person in charge wondered, "We collected everything in advance through the mailbox?"

"Are you sure?" Han Chen asked in a deep voice, "Do you have Teacher Zhou Zheng's ppt?"

The person in charge was not sure, "Let me see."

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

"Ah, why don't you have Teacher Zhou's ppt?" the person in charge exclaimed, and quickly turned around and shouted: "Xiao Li, why can't you collect all the ppts I asked you to collect? Where is Teacher Zhou's ppt?"

"Which Teacher Zhou?" Xiao Li hurried over.

"Which teacher are you talking about?" the person in charge couldn't help scolding.

Xiao Li thought for a while, "Aren't the leaders from the province coming here today? I see there is no one named Zhou in the list of leaders?"

The person in charge was so angry that he flipped up his Tianling Gai, "Who told you to collect the ppt according to the leadership list? Didn't you read the notice carefully?"

Xiao Li was puzzled, "Isn't this a regular meeting? Aren't regular meetings always provided by leaders for guidance?"

The person in charge's blood pressure soared, "I really admire you... Hurry up and find a way to contact Teacher Zhou. He used to be an expert in Aimei Yi in the province. Now that he has retired, of course he is not on the list of leaders. Go quickly!"

Only then did Xiao Li realize what a mistake he had made, and hurriedly rushed out the door.

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

The person in charge looked at Han Chen doubtfully.

Han Chen said: "I brought Teacher Zhou's ppt and I will copy it to you."

The person in charge exclaimed: "Why do you have Teacher Zhou's ppt?"

Han Chen said: "We know each other. We were chatting for a while and found out that he hasn't copied the ppt yet."

The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief.

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

"You guys should be more careful in the future," Han Chen said coldly: "The people here today are all leaders from the province. Don't let the First Hospital of Dongda University lose face because of this small mistake. Besides, Dean Yao is still here today."

The person in charge responded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, thank you, Dr. Han."

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

front desk.

Director Guo and Yao Fusheng respectively represented the provincial leaders and the leaders of the First Faculty of Dongda University, and the two groups had a great time talking.

Zhou Zheng was standing on the outside, unable to say anything, and his position was particularly awkward.

He does not belong to either of these two groups.

People in the first college of Dongda University don’t know him. 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, and Zhou Zheng was not left behind.

But after mentioning Zhou Zheng, Yao Fuguang didn't react much. He didn't even shake his hand, but just nodded and said hello.

Zhou Zheng responded with a smile, but it was a forced 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 USB flash drive to Zhou Zheng, "It's all done."

Zhou Zheng was grateful, "Thank you."

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

Yao Fusheng on the side looked at this scene in surprise, "Han Chen, you and Teacher Zhou... this is..."

Before Han Chen could answer, Director Guo exclaimed: "Is this Dr. Han from the Imperial Capital?"

Yao Fusheng asked: "You also know?"

Director Guo said: "How could you not know? Didn't your Dongda First Hospital work with our bureau to formulate an application for the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau to let Dr. Han adopt a special talent introduction strategy?"

"There seems to be such a thing," Yao Fusheng couldn't remember clearly.
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