In universities, the members of the student union are all students who are outstanding in all aspects. Being able to join can prove their abilities.
Of course, the preparatory class is an exception, because the students in the preparatory class are either rich or expensive and can provide some relationship convenience for future activities.
Even if you are lucky, you can get financial support, which would be even better.
Although Zhang Yang was dressed a little shabbily, it was impossible for him to enter the preparatory class for no reason. The look on Principal Guo's face just now showed that he was being treated with special care.
In addition, the method he used to save his little nephew was too bizarre and strange, and he was obviously not an ordinary person, which further strengthened his idea of wanting him to join the external relations department.
"Really? What does the External Relations Department do? Tell me about it?" When Zhang Yang heard this, his eyes immediately brightened and he asked curiously.
Before I came to university, I thought it was a very pure place. After I arrived, I realized that it was no different from society and was also very snobbish.
Especially when I was in the preparatory class, I felt uncomfortable when I saw those students who were careless and acting like they were 258.
I have no money and no power, so I am considered an alternative in school. It would be a good thing if I could have a chance to be famous in school.
"Of course, it's mainly about external matters, such as receiving new students last time, organizing some activities, helping students contact each other, and going out to provide free medical clinics for citizens."
"Is this all the glory? These students are just trying to pick up girls and get diplomas, and they can also provide free clinics for citizens?" Zhang Yang said disdainfully.
"Those are the students in your preparatory class. The students in the regular class study very hard." Zhao Yanyan said with displeasure on his pretty face.
After all, most students' family conditions are not good, and it is a great honor to be admitted to university, so they study very hard and conscientiously.
Zhang Yang beat a group of people to death with a single blow, which made her very unhappy.
"I am also in the preparatory class and study very hard." Zhang Yang saw her serious look and quickly joked with a smile.
"Then you agreed?"
"Hehe, of course I agree as long as you are with me."
"What does it have to do with me? Do you like to promise or not?" Zhao Yanyan blushed. Although he said this, he was afraid that he would regret it, so he continued: "Just write an application this afternoon and give it to me."
"Write an application? No."
"Forget it, I'll just write it for you."
Zhao Yanyan looked helpless, but since he could agree to join the membership, it didn't matter whether he applied for it or not. Writing one for him was just a formality.
"Can you get two more beauties to join the party?" Zhang Yang said with a smirk on his face.
I thought it would be a pity if I could go out more often and not bring Feng Yanran and the two beauties along for company.
Although Zhao Yanyan is also a beauty, the more beauties the better. Who knows if there are more wolves than meat in the student union?
Dora, the two school belle-level beauties, also had a reputation for themselves, shocking the high-minded student union.
It can also adjust the atmosphere. Thinking of these, Zhang Yang still felt full of pride.
"Two beauties? Who are they?" Zhao Yanyan suddenly felt an inexplicable jealousy.
"Feng Yanran and Ouyang Ting, you know Feng Yanran, and Ouyang Ting is also a student in the preparatory class." Zhang Yang explained without caring about her reaction.
"Can you ask Feng Yanran to join the student union?" Zhao Yanyan's mouth was already curled up, and jealousy was written on his face unconsciously.
Feng Yanran is the sales manager of Haitian Group, which is no secret in the school. Plus, she is a school beauty, so her appeal is extraordinary.
People from the student union had already discussed it with her, and even invited professors from the school, but she politely refused. The reason was of course that she just wanted to study in peace.
Now that he actually said that he could get her to join the club, the relationship must be extraordinary. It also confirmed the rumors among classmates, making Zhao Yanyan jealous and a little confused.
"I'll give it a try, I can't guarantee it."
That little girl Ouyang Ting is easy to handle. As long as she talks in a lively way, she will definitely be happy. However, he still can't figure out Feng Yanran's character, so he feels a little unsure.
"Well, if they agree, just let me know."
The two of them finished their meal quickly, and it was almost time for class, so they walked to school together.
"Zhang Yang, I've been looking for you all afternoon. Where have you been?"
Not far away, Wang Yang ran over with sweat on his forehead, as if there was something urgent.
When he saw Zhao Yanyan beside him, surprise flashed in his little eyes.
Zhang Yang didn't blame him for this. After the color blindness was cured, his eyesight widened, especially when it came to beautiful women, he always seemed like he couldn't get enough of them.
It is probably because of his color blindness in the past that he couldn't tell what color clothes girls wore. The world was all the same color, and he also had serious confusion about aesthetics.
We have to admit how important clothes are to a girl. A beautiful dress can completely subvert a girl's image.
"You guys chat, I'm going back to class first, call me if you need anything."
While eating just now, the two of them had left each other's phone numbers. After Zhao Yanyan finished speaking, he turned around lightly and walked towards the teaching building.
"Who is this, Zhang Yang?" Wang Yang looked at her back, squinted his eyes and asked with a smile.
"What do you want from me?" Zhang Yang asked straightforwardly, not bothering to talk to him about such useless things.
"There is an opportunity to make money, would you like to do it?"
Wang Yang looked around, leaned over and spoke in a lower voice.
That shape and expression are like those of an underground worker.
No, saying that insults the underground workers. It should be said that they are as guilty and despicable as thieves.
"What's the matter? How much does it cost?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.
The 10,000 yuan he earned from treating him last time was all he had left to buy a piece of clothing. He was also thinking of ways to earn more.
Otherwise, as Wen Lan said, this metropolis is full of temptations, but it is really difficult to move without money.
I can resist the temptation, but in these five years, I have to fill my stomach and live a decent life, at least in front of the two sisters Ouyang Ting.
"There is a rich man who has a strange disease, and he wants to pay this amount."
"Fifty thousand?" Zhang Yang was shocked. Fifty thousand is not a small amount, it is enough for him to spend some time.
But the first thing he considered was, if a person is willing to spend 50,000 yuan, what kind of strange disease does he have?
There are many big hospitals. Since you are willing to spend money, why not go there to see more practical things?
"Tch, five hundred thousand." Wang Yang continued with a proud look on his face: "You cure him, and we can split it 30 to 70, how about that?"
"Five hundred thousand? Where did you get such a good thing?"
Zhang Yang was even more puzzled. He thought for a moment and continued: "Let your grandpa show him that the five hundred thousand yuan was not earned in vain?"
His doubts were normal. He knew that Wang Yang came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and his grandfather also wrote "Research on Ancient Prescriptions of Traditional Chinese Medicine" and "Nine Questions on Huiyang Acupuncture".
The profession of doctor is different from other professions. Without rich clinical experience, it will definitely not be possible to write about it. Therefore, his grandfather's level must be a well-known figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.
Five hundred thousand is not a small amount, and many ordinary families may not be able to achieve it with a lifetime of hard work. Will Wang Yang give such a good thing to himself?
"Oh, it's just my grandfather who refused to show it to him, saying that there are three precepts and nine rules in the sect."
When Wang Yang said this, his helpless face suddenly became impulsive, and he continued: "I think it's all bullshit. If you don't make money, you are a fool."
The curse words came out, which shows the anger in Wang Yang's heart. He must have tried to persuade his grandfather, but it was useless and he must have suffered a violent storm.
Zhang Yang also understands this. Traditional Chinese medicine is based on the old and the new, and is even divided into various sects.
It's normal for each family to have its own rules. It seems that Wang Yang's grandfather is also a stickler for rules.
My own Qingyun Temple also has these rules, such as killing, arson, rape, robbery, and corrupt officials.
Anyway, I just say that I am more righteous and awe-inspiring, and I am afraid that outsiders will think that my sect has given up the principles of justice for money.
I didn't know it in the past, but Master Shishu shouted slogans loudly, but I have never seen them talk so much about medical treatment. Of course, there are not so many complicated things in Danxia Mountain.
"Oh, that's it, it's only three to seven points..."
Five hundred thousand was enough to surprise Zhang Yang, but Wang Yang made so much money just for introducing a patient, which made him feel a little bit pained.
Anyway, his grandfather refused to treat it. Naturally, this disease is not so easy to treat in various hospitals. Otherwise, how could the price be so high?
"Twenty-eight points is fine."
Wang Yang obviously didn't want to be verbose. If he didn't take action, he wouldn't be able to earn the money, so he simply made a concession.
After Zhang Yang cured his color blindness last time, he had no doubts about his medical skills.
Zhang Yang was silent and shook his head slightly, thinking that you can just make some money, why are you so greedy.
"One-nine points is fine."
Wang Yang gritted his teeth and continued with helplessness on his face: "Boss, I'll just take 10%. You know, without this news from me, you wouldn't be able to make a penny."
"You tell the patient that he will not be cured if he is short of 600,000. I will take 500,000 and you will take 100,000." Zhang Yang said with a bad smile.
"He only offered my grandpa 500,000 yuan. You want 600,000 yuan?" Wang Yang was a little surprised.
"Am I your grandpa?"
"No." Wang Yang replied without thinking.
"I can also treat the diseases that your grandpa can cure. What's the difference between me and your grandpa?"
"Yes." Wang Yang was stunned for a moment after answering, and then changed his words: "No."
Wang Yang was confused for a moment. After two or three sentences, his money did not increase. Why did he feel that logically he was the same generation as his grandfather?
"Oh, don't worry. Those who are willing to spend five hundred thousand don't care about spending an extra hundred thousand." Zhang Yang said with a smile.
"Then let me contact you and try."
Wang Yang didn't want to be entangled anymore. If the other party was willing to agree, it would be a good result for him to earn 100,000 yuan for nothing. 100,000 yuan would be enough for him to live comfortably for a long time.
After taking out his mobile phone and dialing a phone number, he said a few simple words and a delighted smile appeared on his face. It seemed that the other party had agreed.
"Let's go to Xinkai Hotel. He will go there to book a room first, and we can just go there directly."
At this time, Wang Yang admired him even more. He easily got 100,000 yuan, and he felt so excited that he said. (To be continued)