Luoyang guessed correctly, the final destination of the luxury motorcade was not a palace, but a luxurious office building.
This situation also surprised Hu Bufei. After getting off the car, he glanced at the office building and came to Luoyang. He asked Zhou Jianguo who had just got off the car: "Mr. Zhou, why are you here?"
Zhou Jianguo accompanied him with a smile: "Don't worry, you guys are probably tired after flying for several hours. You go to the reception room to have a rest first, and I'll go say hello to the leader."
He arranged for a young female staff member to bring Luoyang and Hu Bufei into a reception room in the office building, made Luoyang and Hu Bufei a cup of tea, and then went out.
"What is going on?" Hu Bufei then had the opportunity to ask Luoyang.
"Chinese brand situation."
Hu Bufei was confused: "What's the situation with Chinese brands?"
Luoyang said briefly.
Hu Bufei became anxious on the spot: "Nonsense! They are afraid of taking risks and are so conservative. What should we do if it delays our affairs? Our affairs are also very important! No, I will call Lao Zheng immediately and let him communicate."
"Don't." Luoyang suppressed Hu Bufei's hand that was about to take the phone.
Hu Bufei looked at Luoyang, feeling even more confused: "What's going on with you?"
Luoyang smiled: "Everyone has difficulties. We also need to understand the difficulties of the boss of this company. It's just treating one more patient, it's nothing."
Hu Bufei's eyes flashed with suspicion: "I don't believe it, just tell me the truth."
Luoyang spread his hands: "You have changed. You used to believe everything I said, but now you don't even have the most basic trust."
"Speak humanly."
"Well, I have to make money. You do get a salary. I flew all the way here, so I have to earn three melons and two dates, right?" Luoyang's tone was very humble.
"Yes, how much do you plan to charge?" Hu Bufei asked.
Luoyang said: "For Mr. Zheng's sake, I will take a symbolic payment, just ten million."
"Ah?" Hu Bufei was startled, "You want to charge 10 million! Why are three melons and two dates so expensive?"
Luoyang said calmly: "It's a business worth tens of billions, what's wrong with me charging 10 million?"
"You must be the most expensive doctor in the world."
Luoyang said: "I am the best doctor in the world. Isn't it normal that my fees are the most expensive?"
"Then when you treat that princess, do you also have to charge?" Hu Bufei thought of this.
Luoyang nodded: "Of course, all living beings are equal."
"Then how much do you plan to charge?"
Luoyang thought for a while: "The princess must be more expensive, otherwise she won't be worthy of her noble status, so I'll just take 16.88 million and make her money along the way."
Hu Bufei: "..."
Why don't you go and grab it!
It's just that it's really hard to say this.
Just at this moment, two people came to the door. The one walking in front was a burly man in his fifties, with a Chinese character face and a serious expression, giving people a sense of self-importance.
This person looks like a leader at first glance.
Walking behind this person is Zhou Jianguo, which is consistent with his status as an assistant.
Luoyang had no feelings for this man, but he still stood up.
"Let me introduce you two. This is the vice president of our company, Mr. Tang Deshan." Zhou Jianguo introduced.
Tang Deshan thought that after Luoyang listened to Zhou Jianguo's introduction, he would step forward to shake hands with him, and it would be a two-handed kind. However, Luoyang just stood there, with the old god looking at him, and had no intention of stepping forward to shake hands with him.
Hu Bufei didn't move. This is the last thing anyone who touches a gun barrel would do. He was actually referring to Luoyang. If Luoyang went up to shake hands with Tang Deshan, he would also go up.
Tang Deshan frowned slightly.
These two young people are obviously ignorant.
Zhou Jianguo was a little embarrassed and introduced the two people here to Tang Deshan: "Mr. Tang
, This is Master Luo from Luoyang, and this is his assistant Mr. Hu Bufei."
Luoyang then took a step forward and stretched out one hand to shake hands with Tang Deshan, only one.
Tang Deshan looked unhappy, but still shook hands with Luoyang and Hu Bufei.
"Let's sit down and talk." Tang Deshan said.
Luoyang and Hu Bufei took their seats, and Zhou Jianguo went to make a cup of tea for Tang Deshan. His teacup was a purple clay cup coated with pulp. Luoyang and Hu Bufei used ceramic teacups. The tea leaves were also different. The tea leaves in the purple clay cup were
The valuable black tea, Luoyang and Hu Bufei drank ordinary green tea.
Tang Deshan picked up the purple clay cup and blew a few sips, but put it down again without drinking. He looked at Luoyang: "Master Luo, Xiao Zhou came over just now and told me your request. You want a drink here?"
Ten million, right?"
"Yes." Luoyang is just one word.
Tang Deshan chuckled: "My annual salary is a little over 500,000 yuan. If you ask for 10 million yuan, I have to save it for twenty years without eating or drinking. Isn't it a bit high?"
Luoyang smiled and said: "It is indeed a bit high. I told Mr. Zhou before that I wanted 10 million out of consideration. I take it back. I don't want money. Let's treat the patients first."
Hu Bufei couldn't help but glance at Luoyang, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He gave up so quickly?
Zhou Jianguo had the same reaction. He thought that Luoyang would state the reason why he wanted 10 million, and then negotiate a price with Mr. Tang. However, Mr. Tang casually asked, "Luoyang doesn't want the money." He looked at Tang Deshan
One look, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, he was indeed the boss, and he was able to intimidate such an evil master with just one sentence.
"Well, okay, then, Xiao Zhou, take Master Luo to see the patient. I have something else to do, so I'll come over later." Tang Deshan said.
"Okay, Mr. Tang." Zhou Jianguo extended his hand to invite, "Master Luo, please come with me."
Luoyang followed Zhou Jianguo.
Hu Bufei followed and said in a low voice: "Your plan has changed too quickly. Do you still have principles?"
Luoyang smiled calmly: "Don't you also think that my charges are too high? I simply won't charge them. I'll make a good impression on you."
Hu Bufei: "..."
His intuition told him that this handsome guy must have another agenda, but he just couldn't guess it.
A few minutes later, Zhou Jianguo brought Luoyang and Hu Bufei to the door of a Taoist room.
Luoyang looked up and saw a sign with a red cross next to the door. It was probably the infirmary within the company.
Zhou Jianguo didn't knock on the door, just opened the door and walked in.
Luoyang and Hu Bufei also entered the door.
The space behind the door is quite wide, with a doctor's desk and a medicine cabinet. There is a glass partition in the middle of the room, and there is a hospital bed at the back, as well as some medical equipment, heart rate monitors, oxygen bottles, etc.
Lying on the hospital bed was a little girl of seven or eight years old, with a sallow complexion, wearing a respirator, her eyes closed, and she looked like she was dying.
There were two men standing next to the hospital bed. One was wearing a white robe and a piece of cloth on his head. He was from Sabah. The other was Chinese-faced and wearing a white coat. He should be a doctor within the company.
Luoyang is also a doctor, so naturally he knows that to be a doctor in a Chinese company, you need not only strong academic qualifications, but also connections. The doctor standing by the bedside must have a higher income than the doctor in the public hospital.
A lot of money, and the work is free.
Zhou Jianguo reached out and knocked on the glass door.
The doctor and the man from Sabah looked over together.