After ordering, everyone sat and waited. The soothing jazz music was very relaxing.
The outside is noisier than the inside, but it is also very relaxing. This is probably the reason why the bar business is good. It can give city people a soothing soul.
The pressure of life is everywhere, and there must be a place to release it. At this time, the guests in the bar have forgotten the busyness and troubles of the day. The guy at the next table seems to be unemployed, and his colleagues invite him to dinner. In this atmosphere, he relieves his stress
Baggage, talking with colleagues.
The bartenders are busy backstage. They combine various different wines and give them a new life. A unique wine is immediately born, with color, smell, and taste, stimulating the guests' vision, smell and taste in all aspects. "Do you still remember the first time we met? You treated me as an intern and made me so angry." Xiao Su secretly said in Yang Ping's ear.
Yes, the first time they met was at the riverside bar - Nong Yue. Unexpectedly, that encounter opened up a new life.
"I look like a girl who just graduated. Who can blame me!" Yang Ping helped Xiao Su pour lemonade.
When he poured water for others, Zhang Lin immediately took it and helped everyone pour water.
"Zhang Lin, where is your wife? Why didn't you call her over?" the fat man asked.
Zhang Lin was pouring lemonade for everyone: "You are trying to cause trouble. Now that she is here, I can still drink with you."
"Where's Xiao Qing?" Fatty asked Xiao Wu again.
Xiaowu said: "Since she was confirmed to be pregnant, her mother has strictly controlled her food, not to mention going out to play at night, and what she eats for three meals a day. The usage time of her mobile phone has been restricted, and she is now wearing radiation-proof maternity clothes."
After pouring a circle of lemonade, the waiter came over and said respectfully: "Everyone, our boss invites you to the balcony on the third floor."
Yang Ping raised his head. Half of the third floor of this old bungalow with red brick exterior is a large open-air balcony. You can go up to it casually, right?
"Our boss said that you are her distinguished friends and she is mixing drinks. Tonight, she will mix your wine and juice herself." The waiter smiled and then led the way.
Whose friend?
He was so proud that the owner of one of Asia's top 50 bars personally bartended the bar. Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads. They were no one's friends.
It’s understandable that you said in which hospital you met a doctor friend, but the bar owner, I don’t know him.
"Fat man, your classmate from the University Food Association? You abandoned medicine and opened a bar?" Zhang Lin asked the fat man.
The fat man shook his head: "I don't know, there is a buddy who is not a doctor, but he runs a restaurant. I haven't heard of anyone opening a bar. Who cares, just go upstairs. What are you afraid of? I'll tell you if I make a mistake." p>
"Mr. Song, Sister Fei?" Zhang Lin always likes to ask questions.
"This is our first time here, and we don't know the boss here." Song Zimo denied.
His eyes shifted to Yang Ping and Su Yixuan. Yang Ping waved his hand: "I don't have many friends, let alone a bar owner."
"You talk a lot, go upstairs!" Xiaowu said, disgusted with Zhang Lin's questioning.
The waiter may have waited for a while, but after seeing that no one had followed, he came back: "Everyone, come upstairs with me!"
Everyone followed the waiter upstairs to the balcony on the third floor. It was very open, with only one big table and a separate speaker. It seemed like it was really a VIP area.
"This is what our boss usually uses to entertain friends!" the waiter explained. It is not usually open to the public.
"This is Feng Zhilian, four cups. Our boss prepared it herself. Wait a minute, she is preparing the juice you want." Another waiter brought the wine.
Afterwards, juices were served cup by cup, and various snacks were also served. The snacks here are more abundant than other bars, including chicken wings, grilled sausages, steaks, etc.
The fat man, as a gourmet expert, picked up the wine glass, took a small sip, and then squinted his eyes intoxicated.
"How does it feel?" Zhang Lin asked eagerly.
"The feeling of falling in love!"
"You don't even have a girlfriend, tell me what it feels like to be in love?" Xiao Wu was a little skeptical of this expert.
At this time, a young woman in fashionable clothes walked over under the leadership of the waiter and bowed slightly: "Hello everyone, hello Dr. Yang, welcome to Nianfeng Bar!"
She looks very familiar. Zhang Lin wanted to say, but couldn't tell. Who is this woman?
Yang Ping has a good memory: "Xiaoyao!"
Xiaoyao, I remembered, that guy who beat ten and sent everyone into the operating room, and also entered the operating room himself, can also draw cartoons, his pen name is Street Lane, his real name is Wang Feng, this is his girlfriend Xiaoyao. Nian Feng Bar, I understand, what I miss is Wang Feng!
Wang Feng was injured and hospitalized. Xiaoyao took good care of him. After his condition stabilized, Wang Feng left without saying goodbye.
That day, Xiaoyao cried for a long time in the ward. She held a piece of paper in her hand, a cartoon drawn by Wang Feng, and finally signed it with a sentence from Xiao Dumas--Perhaps, it is best for me to live in your heart.
place.
"Remember me? When I first came back, I passed by your table and I recognized you at a glance." Xiaoyao smiled, with a hint of sadness hidden in her beautiful face.
It turns out that not only everyone has a story, this bar also has its own story.
"Remember, hasn't he come back yet?" Yang Ping felt sorry for their love story.
Wang Feng had no choice but to leave her for Xiao Yao's future.
"Thank you for saving his life. He never came back after that goodbye. I will wait for him here forever!" Xiaoyao said persistently.
Feng Zhilian, the most famous wine here, the wine mixed by the boss himself, turns out to have a story, what a beautiful story!
Taking photos, checking in, and posting to friends seems to have become a ritual in life, and then everyone eats happily. Everyone enjoys this meal and vents all the hard work and depression during this period.
The rounds of ward rounds and surgeries are endless every day. A group of patients leave and another group comes in. The nerves are tense and there is no chance to relax.
Now, everyone can completely relax their hearts, drink happily, and chat happily.
One graduate student actually started crying. He walked around the ward all day, almost 365 days a year, every day. Whenever he heard the ringtone of his cell phone, he would be startled and jump out of bed, feeling a little unable to hold on.
Stayed.
"It's not difficult to do anything. Every bowl of rice is heavy as long as you hold it carefully. No bowl of rice is easy." Yang Ping enlightened him and encouraged him.
Those business tycoons are extremely prosperous and worth hundreds of millions. Do you know that they have gone through untold hardships, narrow escapes, and fought their way out of countless failed companies? Is it easy?
You didn't see him when his hair turned gray all night long and he clutched his chest to get his salary; you didn't see him when he walked up to the rooftop and wanted to jump off several times; you didn't see him when he was alone and abandoned by others. p>
Easy?
Nothing is easy in the world. If you want to get it, you have to pay.
If you don’t have to pay, it’s because others have paid for you, such as your parents.
It wasn't until twelve o'clock that everyone stopped. Faced with the mess of cups and plates, everyone felt extremely relaxed.
Zhang Lin, Fatty and Xiaowu, the three of them are indifferent. Zhang Lin is always on the verge of death, but he keeps holding on; Xiaowu remains calm and his heart doesn't beat; Fatty's size and strength show off.
"Meat and wine go through the intestines!"
"What's not through the intestines?"
Zhang Lin always likes to be a little literary and youthful at this time: "Life is an experience, and a person's life of a hundred years is a hundred years of experience. Have you seen "The Matrix"? Maybe our original form is like that."
"It's so complicated, let me tell you, the highest ideal in life is just one word!" Fatty interrupted Zhang Lin.
"What word?" Everyone wanted to hear his spiel.
"It's cool!" Fatty blurted out.
Damn it, vulgar people! Zhang Lin cursed, can you say it is the pursuit of happiness!
Before leaving, Yang Ping looked up at the bar. Will this woman and the man waiting for her come back?
Maybe I will come back tomorrow, maybe I will never come back.
"Tomorrow at nine o'clock, in front of Sanbo Hospital!"
Cheng Liquan was very happy. This time there were 18 patients, including two patients from Southeast Asia. His dream was to build a high-end sports medicine hospital, but he had never opened up the market. This time, the arrival of the tourist medical group made him realize that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The opportunity has come.
His keen business acumen made him immediately realize that his judgment was correct. The high-end medical market was currently blank. Some hospitals had luxurious decorations and advanced hardware, but lacked truly strong technical strength and could not establish trustworthy brands.
Brands, even if they ask well-known professors to fly knives, are just scratching the surface and not a long-term thing.
The same goes for Liquan Hospital, which cannot escape this curse, but now, the curse seems to be lifted, and everything is because of Yang Ping.
If we can establish a good long-term cooperative relationship with Yang Ping, Liquan Hospital will open up a new world.
Although the cost of a surgery of 5,000 yuan is good, it is difficult to establish a stable and long-term relationship with money alone.
Boss Cheng has already planned to pick up Yang Ping in person tomorrow morning and drive his Mercedes-Benz S-Class.
