Chapter 336: For the first time, I made money with my own hands!
The young assistant was completely stunned.
He felt that he had never encountered anything more ridiculous than this in his life of more than 20 years.
What he knew very well was that the chairman, who could never fall asleep without a long period of quiet environment and medication, actually fell asleep immediately after drinking the cup of unknown brown liquid that the other party took out!?
Moreover, you can even snore!?
For a moment, he felt for the company that it was not worth the money to go abroad for medical treatment.
"That doctor...no, doctor, our chairman is..."
The young assistant's attitude suddenly became respectful and cautious, feeling that he was facing a miracle doctor.
"I'm asleep, can't you see that?"
Fangran asked, doubting his intelligence, and then rolled his eyes inwardly.
Holy shit, I really don’t understand the world of rich people.
What on earth did I hear before he explained the value of his insomnia?
Earn money until you have a neurasthenia!? Earn money until your scalp feels numb? Earn money until you can’t sleep?
Moreover, I can’t take any time off all day long, and I’m unbearably anxious. What’s the point of not doing anything?
Meow meow meow???
Fangran pursed his lips inwardly and smacked his tongue solemnly.
Damn, what on earth did I hear just now?
Sir, do you, an insomniac, dare to directly say that you have insomnia? Do you have to have a heart-wrenching experience and start off by saying, "I have earned a lot of money in my life?" to catch me off guard?
Yep, that's not true at all.
"The side effects..."
The effect was so immediate that the young assistant still asked a little worriedly.
Fangran rolled his eyes, speechless in his heart.
There is a side effect of the egg. I don’t know what other effects [Mian Pai] can have besides making people fall asleep.
If it wasn't for the sake of sounding less ridiculous, I could have saved the cup of black wheat and tangerine just now. Do you know that, you bastard? (Rolls eyes)
Seeing Fang Ran roll his eyes, the young assistant smiled awkwardly. After calming down from the situation in front of him, he immediately resumed his usual professionalism in taking care of the old man in a suit.
Carefully taking off his coat and covering it on the snoring old man, the young assistant pondered for a moment, then quickly judged the situation clearly and believed that it was very necessary to establish a good relationship with the 'young Chinese doctor' in front of him.
So he smiled appropriately, looked at Fangran and nodded slightly:
"Thank you, doctor. By the way, about the medical fee..."
I decided in my heart that no matter how much the psychiatrist...ahem, young Chinese medicine doctor in front of me wanted, he would give me double the price. I must leave a good impression on him!
When I hear "diagnosis fee", two big words!
Fangran suddenly pricked up his ears, his face turned from rolling his eyes and complaining about being inappropriate to becoming serious. He tried his best to put on a 'kind' smile, looked at the young assistant with piercing eyes, and couldn't help but rub his hands under the desk.
With.
"Ahem, this consultation fee... It's just a little effort, why am I so embarrassed..."
Traditional Chinese virtue - politeness.
"No, no, no, it's natural to receive money for medical treatment. What's more, you solved our chairman's stubborn illness in one fell swoop. It's miraculous. Please don't be polite. Besides, our chairman must also think so."
He said sincerely, but he was a little anxious in his heart. What if the other party doesn't accept it?
It shouldn’t be, even if it’s for medical integrity, the normal payment for making an appointment for your psychological consultation will be paid to you!
"Ahem, in that case..."
Hearing this, Fangran quickly told himself three times in his mind, 'There's no way, the baby doesn't want it, he has to comfort himself', then he coughed, cleared his throat, crossed his hands on the table, and looked.
The young assistant said with a serious face:
The young assistant was delighted, there was a way!
"Then give me forty."
Young assistant: "..."
....
What did I just hear?
Four...what!?
Fangran looked at his dumbfounded expression, and his heart froze.
Um, is it really going to be high? Yes, just treat insomnia. I can't be too greedy, otherwise it will affect the reputation of Sister Fu's hospital. Then he coughed, pretended to be serious, and quickly changed his words in a righteous manner.
"Ahem, well...actually...twenty is okay."
twenty!?
The young assistant was confused because he heard the price that he didn't expect at all.
He still remembered the last time he and the chairman went abroad to make an appointment with a well-known psychiatrist.
People usually charge a hundred dollars for a small question, a few hundred dollars for a psychological problem, and thousands or even tens of thousands if the treatment course is longer.
This does not include the price of hiring a senior translator.
Then domestically....
forty.
If it doesn't work, twenty is fine.
This #￥%#￥....
Domestic consumption levels have already been high-quality and low-priced, has the economy reached this level? (Shocked)
The young assistant's eyes were shocked and he thought in disbelief. Then he saw Fangran's troubled face and hesitated to speak, and then he realized his gaffe.
"Oh, oh oh, I understand."
Then he took out his wallet in a slight panic, looked at the black card he had originally planned to use to swipe his card, and silently rejoiced that he had some change left over from where he had bought something.
Seeing that this guy finally came to his senses, Fangran breathed a sigh of relief, and then he swallowed the words "Ten dollars can't go any lower" honestly.
Oh my god, this guy is so good at bargaining.
Just being as motionless as a mountain almost forced my psychological price.
A bargain hunter who rarely spends money on shopping sighed. The young assistant in front of him was grabbing his wallet with a confused look on his face, wondering whether he should pay double the price.
Just now he was thinking that he must treat each other politely and make good friends with the other party, but now he looked confused as to what to think and how to feel...
Giving someone the same price as a hammer is an insult.
How could they give you this forty yuan?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! No, when the chairman wakes up, he will definitely blame me for not doing things well!
But the 'miraculous doctor' opposite him is clearly a 'free and easy man' who 'doesn't love money' and 'sees money as a foreign object'. He quoted such a shabby and cheap consultation fee of several tens of dollars just to make himself happy.
Don't worry, I just said it casually, if I give too much, others will definitely not accept it.
Well, that must be the case.
Then he didn't see that a certain "miraculous doctor" who was considered a "free and easy person", "doesn't love money" and "sees money as a foreign object" took a peek at him and was thinking.
Eh? Why does this guy just talk and not pay?
In the blink of an eye, the neat and tidy assistant who had been with the old man in a suit all year round figured out the cause and effect, and then he instantly thought of a compromise.
"Ahem, sorry, I was in a hurry to go out this time and didn't bring the right change."
The young assistant smiled politely and spoke to Fangran, then took out a fifty-dollar bill, put it on the table sincerely, and spoke sincerely.
"Doctor, why don't you consider the extra ten...ten dollars as the cost of next time's medicine, and I'll just give you fifty dollars."
Really, he felt that this sentence was the most difficult and absurd sentence he had ever said in his life, but he still managed to finish it.
Great, this will give you a reason to contact next time, and you will also use the extra price to express goodwill to the other party.
Well...even though it's only ten...ten yuan...
But what he didn't know was that Fangran was suddenly shocked when he heard what he said!
Damn it!
Fifty!?
Fangran, who had the price in mind of ten yuan, looked at the banknote with the second largest denomination in China on the table, swallowed in despair, and quickly began to think seriously.
Not counting the cup of black wheat tangerine, he just used the [Sleep Card] with less than ten points of mana, which could probably make the old man in the suit sleep for at least two hours.
For him, this less than ten points of magic energy is less than 1%.
It takes less than a minute to fill it up.
And for this little effort, I earned fifty yuan!
I don’t know if it’s about hundreds of times the profit…
Fangran tried his best to keep his face straight and nodded silently. It was the first time that someone who had never done an internship or worked a part-time job in his sophomore year had made money on his own. He thought in a shocking way.