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Chapter 61: Bai Suxue

Cheng Zaiming arrived at the hospital in the morning, first went to the department, and then to the emergency department.

When Cheng Zaiming arrived, Xu Haiyang and Zhang Yuanping were already there, planning to go for ward rounds with Han Shengxue.

"Hey, how many of you arrived so early?"

"Director Cheng, you are so confident, why are you so late?"

Han Shengxue laughed and joked.

Several people speculated that Cheng Zaiming must have consulted Sun Qingping or Cheng Kangcheng last night.

This old Cheng still pretends to be like him.

"What does it mean to have everything in mind?"

Cheng Zaiming said with a smile: "I just called an expert for advice last night. I don't believe you didn't guess it."

"Director Cheng, is it Mr. Cheng or Mr. Sun?"

Han Shengxue asked with a smile.

Cheng Zaiming gave Han Shengxue a smile: "Guess."

Han Shengxue is so angry. If I can guess it, why should I ask you?

Forget it, let Cheng Zaiming be proud of it. This matter is just a matter of inquiry anyway. Just look for an opportunity to inquire and see if Mr. Cheng was here last night.

Cheng Kangcheng not only had one son, Cheng Zaiming, but also two sons and one daughter. Cheng Zaiming was the eldest son. Cheng Kangcheng usually lived with his younger son Cheng Zaiping.

While talking, several people arrived at the isolation ward, put on masks and took protective measures, and then entered the ward together.

The isolation ward is a suite, and there is another room outside. There is a doctor on duty inside, paying attention to the patient's condition at all times. When he saw several directors coming in, the doctor on duty hurriedly got up to say hello.

"How is Professor Wang doing?"

Han Shengxue asked: "All the symptoms have been relieved a lot this morning. I have been drowsy all the time. The diarrhea and vomiting have also improved greatly. However, I feel very thirsty and have a sore throat."

After understanding the situation, several people entered the inner room and examined Wang Pumin again.

"We should use bamboo leaf gypsum soup next."

Yesterday, Wang Pumin's medicine was useless. Cheng Zaiming first took a dose of Wuling San, and then changed the prescription, but the effect was still insignificant. After moxibustion, he used Lizhong Decoction. Today, Wang Pumin's condition has improved greatly. To this extent,

Cheng Zaiming no longer needs to ask Fang Le, he can handle it himself.

After all, he is the deputy director and chief physician of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Xijing Hospital, and Cheng Zaiming's skills are quite impressive.

The flowers bloom at two ends, and one branch appears first.

Putting aside the situation at Xijing Hospital for the time being, Fang Le slept with Zhang Xiyue in his arms until about nine o'clock in the morning.

Initially, Zhang Xiyue was still a little unable to sleep. She was hugged by Fang Le and fell asleep again after a while. When she opened her eyes, it was bright outside.

Zhang Xiyue had never slept so late before, and she still blamed Fang Le: "It's all you, what if I develop a habit in the future?"

"Once you develop a habit, you'll get used to it."

Fang Le said with a smile.

Zhang Xiyue said angrily: "The people in the village will call me a lazy wife."

"Other people are other people, I don't care."

Fang Le smiled and stretched: "It's time to get up, I'm a little hungry."

"You still know you're hungry."

Zhang Xiyue rolled her eyes at Fang Le and got up to wash up.

There was no clock in the room, and Fang Le actually didn't know what time it was. When he went out and looked at the front desk of the hotel, he realized that it was almost ten o'clock.

"Extension room."

Fang Le walked to the front desk and planned to extend his stay, but his things were still in the room. After dinner, Fang Le planned to take Zhang Xiyue around Xijing City again, and he still wanted to stay in the room.

The little girl at the front desk asked Fang Le for her room number, checked it, and said hurriedly and politely: "Hello sir, your room has been renewed and the room fee for ten days has been paid. If you plan to check out,

The excess can be returned to you."

"Okay, let's talk about it when we check out."

Fang Le didn't ask much, and he could guess that it was Li Wanjiang's handiwork.

Fang Le didn't let Bai Suxue follow him when he left yesterday, and Fang Le paid for the apartment himself. But if Li Wanjiang was really serious, it would be easy to find out where Fang Le lived.

After leaving the hotel, Fang Le took Zhang Xiyue to dinner, first to the Bell and Drum Tower, and then to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. It was past five o'clock in the afternoon when they came back.

At this time, the Bell and Drum Tower in Xijing City was still allowed to go up, unlike later when people were completely prohibited from going up to visit. Fang Le also took Zhang Xiyue to go around the Muslim Street next to the Drum Tower.

It's a pity that Muslim Street has not yet developed at this time.

Muslim Street is a very famous place in Xijing City in addition to the Bell and Drum Tower and the Big Wild Goose Pagoda. Many people from other provinces know it, but the catering industry in Muslim Street only developed in the late 1990s.

It began to take shape in the early 2000s, and its fame gradually spread. At this time, Muslim Street was just an ordinary ancient street.

Although there are not that many snack vendors, there are quite a few ancient buildings. Of course, ancient buildings are not uncommon in Xijing City.

The ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties, the ancient city wall of Xijing City is also the most complete. In fact, the current Xijing City mainly started to develop around the ancient city wall. The city is more prosperous, and many places outside the city are still developing.

Wheat is still grown in many places around the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, and there are no famous musical fountains in later generations. However, you can still enter the Daci'en Temple. Fang Le took Zhang Xiyue in for a tour.

Xijing City in the 1990s was not a shock to people like Fang Le, who were accustomed to modern cities of later generations, and was even a bit nostalgic.

There are not many vehicles, and there are basically no signs of traffic jams. Most commuters still use bicycles.

Moreover, the streets are quite clean and the environment is quite good. In later generations, cities were developed, but the environmental pollution was really serious. Compared with today, the streets and roads at that time were really too dirty.

But for Zhang Xiyue, Xijing City at this time still gave her a big impact. Zhang Xiyue was very interested all day long, holding Fang Le's hand and asking questions. Fang Le had been to Xijing City once or twice.

I also know something about Xijing City, and I will explain it occasionally.

After returning, Fang Le and Zhang Xiyue still had dinner first, then returned to the hotel, and did not go to Cheng Yunxing's house again.

Back at the hotel, Bai Suxue was sitting on the sofa at the front desk. When she saw Fang Le coming back, she hurriedly stood up and greeted: "Mr. Fang, Mrs. Fang."

"Ms. Bai has been kept waiting for a long time."

Fang Le said politely.

The word "Miss" really changed its flavor in the early 1990s. It was not until the end of the 1990s when karaoke bars and dance halls began to proliferate that these two words completely changed its flavor. Around 1994, in the South,

In some places, some women are no longer happy to be called this word. This phenomenon has not yet occurred in Xijing.

"Mr. Fang, you're welcome. I've just arrived."

Bai Suxue said politely.

While talking, Bai Suxue followed Fang Le and Zhang Xiyue to the room and entered the door. Zhang Xiyue looked at the room and said, "Mr. Fang, I have already said hello to the front desk, and I can change your room to another room."

"Okay, this room is fine."

Fang Le smiled. The environment of this house was good. It was a single room, and then it became a suite. It didn't mean much to Fang Le.

Now that Fang Le said this, Bai Suxue stopped mentioning it, opened the bag she was carrying, took out a thick document bag and handed it to Fang Le: "Mr. Fang, these are some of the current situations of our company.

The edges have been sorted out.”

"Okay, I'll take a look later."

Fang Le took the document bag and put it aside.

"Mr. Fang, this is an agreement I have drawn up. Please take a look first. Mr. Li has signed and sealed it."

Bai Suxue took out another thin document bag.

This sequence is very interesting. First, give the information and explain the trust, and then talk about the agreement. The agreement must be signed, but doing this one after the other can make people feel much more comfortable.

He is worthy of being Li Wanjiang’s assistant and a top student at Yanda.

The details in this area were definitely not taught by Li Wanjiang. It is impossible for a boss to explain all the details. In specific tasks, personal adaptability is the most critical.

Fang Le started to like this female assistant, so he smiled and joked: "Ms. Bai, are you interested in working with our Mr. Zhang?"

"boss Zhang?"

Bai Suxue was stunned for a moment, and then she woke up when she saw Zhang Xiyue's expression beside her.

"As long as Mr. Fang can offer you a minimum salary, I'll be happy."

Bai Suxue was not angry because of Fang Le's joke, but replied with a smile.

Of course, Fang Le is not afraid of her being angry.

Given Fang Le's current situation with Li Wanjiang and making such a joke with Bai Suxue, if Bai Suxue was angry, the situation would be too small.

"I would like to ask, what is Miss Bai's current salary?"

Fang Le asked with a smile.

"Annual salary is fifty thousand."

Bai Suxue replied with a smile.

Zhang Xiyue at the side opened her mouth inadvertently.

An annual salary of 50,000 yuan, this salary, in future generations, would be the standard for an annual salary of one million yuan. The purchasing power of 50,000 yuan today is much greater than that of a million yuan in future generations.

"If Mr. Fang wants me to change jobs, the salary must be higher than it is now. Otherwise, wouldn't it be worth it for me?"

Bai Suxue said with a smile.

"What Miss Bai said is wrong. I think Wanjiang Group had already taken shape when Miss Bai joined Wanjiang Group. Miss Bai was just a worker. Our Mr. Zhang has just started. Miss Bai joins at this time. He is a veteran.

level, he will be one of the top bosses by then."

Fang Le's words came right out of his mouth.

You can take it as a joke or you can take it seriously, it doesn't matter.

"Worker?"

Bai Suxue smiled and said: "Mr. Fang's statement is quite interesting. This is the first time I have heard of it."

Bai Suxue caught the word "worker" and cleverly skipped the topic: "Mr. Fang, take a look at the agreement first. If you have any questions or objections, you can tell me."

Fang Le had already opened the document bag, took out the agreement, and read it carefully.

If Zhang Xiyue were to look at this agreement, he might not know what the key points were, but Fang Le naturally knew it. He read it over and found that there was nothing wrong with it, then signed and fingerprinted it.

"I'll check the information in the next two days and get it out as soon as possible. I'll send it directly to you then so that Miss Bai doesn't have to run away."

"Thank you Mr. Fang."

Bai Suxue put away the agreement, said hello, and walked out the door. When she reached the door, Bai Suxue stopped, turned around and said to Fang Le: "If Mr. Fang can really solve the problem of Wanjiang Group this time,

In a critical situation, if Wanjiang Group can turn losses into profits, I will resign and follow Mr. Zhang, without any annual salary, as long as Mr. Fang promises to give me 5% of the original shares."

"Five percent is a bit much, two percent."

Fang Le laughed and said.

"Can."

Bai Suxue replied, turned around and left.


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