"Dr. Feng, what do you call these two beauties?" she asked first.
"Oh, this is Zhuang Qing, the nurse in our department, and this is Xiao Chen." I introduced.
"It's great to be an obstetrician and gynecologist, surrounded by beauties." She smiled, "Haha! I'm joking, but Xiao Chen plays the piano really well. How about Xiao Chen? Are you interested in coming to our place?
Come to work?”
Chen Yuan came to see me, and I knew she was asking for my opinion, which also showed that she was willing. However, I felt that it seemed inappropriate here, because after all, this is just a place to eat, and it is not a five-star hotel.
A first-class hotel, but it's still just a place to eat. So I think it's a pity for Chen Yuan to come to this place to play the piano.
"She is still in the hospital. Let's talk about this later." I declined politely.
Manager Hu nodded, "That's true. But can I ask? Where does Xiao Chen work?"
I didn't know about this situation, so I asked Chen Yuan: "Besides playing the piano in that Western restaurant, what was your formal job before?"
She shook her head and said, "I just play the piano there." After hearing what she said, I immediately felt stupid. She sometimes went there to play the piano during the day and sometimes at night. How could she still work somewhere else?
Hu Jing's face was full of smiles, "How much treatment did that western restaurant give you before?"
Chen Yuan was a little nervous, "Fifty yuan a day."
"Too low!" Manager Hu said, "In this way, if you come to our place, it will be two hundred per day. Two hours at noon and three hours at night. How about that?"
Chen Yuan looked at her with his mouth wide open, with an expression of surprise. Manager Hu nodded towards her, and then asked me: "Dr. Feng, what do you think?"
I saw from Chen Yuan's expression just now that she was surprised by the price offered by Manager Hu. In the final analysis, it was a surprise. Of course I knew that her expression meant she was very satisfied. So I thought: She is alone
Living in this city also requires money to maintain. Moreover, she likes music so much. From this, I feel that my plans for her future work are not so realistic.
"It depends on her own thoughts. I can't say anything," I said.
"Great." Manager Hu looked at Chen Yuan, "Xiao Chen, what do you mean?"
Chen Yuan came to look at me and said, "I listen to Dr. Feng."
"Don't listen to him, listen to me. I think it's okay. Such a high income is higher than mine. I work eight hours a day and often work night shifts. If I can play the piano, I'm willing to come." Zhuang
Qing said suddenly.
I laughed immediately and said, "I think it's good too."
Manager Hu looked very happy, "That's it. When can Xiao Chen be discharged from the hospital?"
"Just recently." I said, "She has almost recovered."
After the meal was finished, Manager Hu firmly refused to allow me to pay the bill. "Dr. Feng, there is one more thing I want to trouble you with," she said.
I was already prepared in my heart, "You said."
"It's a small matter. My mother is going to your hospital for a physical checkup recently. She may have to trouble you then," she said.
I immediately breathed a sigh of relief and thought to myself: It turned out to be such a small thing. "No problem, just call me anytime. By the way, Manager Hu, I want to talk to you about something alone."
"Okay. Go to my office." She smiled at me.
"Zhuang Qing, take Xiao Chen back first." I immediately told Zhuang Qing.
"No, I want to wait for you to go back together." Chen Yuan said to me. I looked at her lovingly, "Okay, you guys sit here for a while."
I want to talk to Manager Hu about Chen Yuan.
Manager Hu's office is not big, but it feels very warm. Women are different. They always make their working and living environment clean and comfortable.
"I just want to tell you about Xiao Chen. I can't say more about Xiao Chen's specific situation because I am a doctor and it involves her privacy. But what I must tell you is that she has been subject to a lot of abuse.
Hurt. So, if she really wants to come to work for you, I hope you can take more care of her. It can be said that until now, her psychology is still very fragile. So I am a little worried."
"Then let her live with us from now on so that I can take care of her. Do you think that's okay?" she asked me after pondering for a moment.
"That's great. Thank you." I said.
"Is she just your patient?" she asked me, with a strange smile on her face. Of course I knew what her strange smile meant. This is normal. Today's society is very realistic, and people look at anyone
When people do something, the first thing they think about is whether there is any benefit.
"Yes, she is just my patient." I said, "But her experience is so tragic, so I sympathize with her. In my heart, I already treat her as my little sister. Manager Hu,
Thank you for giving her this job, but what I need to thank you for more is to take more care of her in the future. Please."
"Don't thank me. I think she plays the piano very well. People come to eat here because of our environment. You saw what happened just now. This is the first time there are so many people.
People applauded because of our music. So, it was for the benefit of the hotel that I thought of inviting her to work here. Haha! I am telling the truth." She laughed.
I like her honest words very much, because her words make me feel reassured. I admit that I am relatively simple, so I always use the simplest way to treat others: I will pay attention to those who are slippery, but I will pay attention to honest people.
I will also treat people with honesty. In my experience over the years, I have found that this method is very effective.
"Decided?" I asked Chen Yuan after leaving Manager Hu's office.
Her eyes were a little wandering, "I can't do anything else? I can only play the piano, and I like playing the piano very much."
I nodded.
On the way back to the ward, Zhuang Qing received a call. "Dr. Feng, I, and a patient have just finished eating and are about to go back to the ward." I heard her talking into the phone. Obviously, the caller was Song.
Called from Mei.
"I'll ask him." Zhuang Qing continued, and then looked at me. I suddenly became nervous: Are you looking for me again? What's going on?
She ended the call, "He asked if you are free now."
"Who?" I pretended not to know.
"Song Mei. He asked you if you have time to drink tea with him now." She said, her voice was very small.
I was very hesitant. I found that I was a little afraid of Song Mei in my heart now. Because of his intelligence and because he was different from ordinary people. However, I found that there was a kind of pleading in Zhuang Qing's eyes when he looked at me, so I
Agreeing, "Let's talk after we send Xiao Chen back to the ward. In this way, isn't there a teahouse opposite our hospital? You tell him, and I will wait for him there."
Zhuang Qing cast a grateful look at me and immediately went to make a phone call.
Zhuang Qing and I sent Chen Yuan back to the ward, and then headed outside the hospital. "Wait a minute, I'll go with you." Zhuang Qing's voice came from behind. I stopped, because I guessed that this was
Song Mei asked her to go there with me.
"Zhuang Qing, do you think it's worth it for you to do this to him?" We didn't say anything at first, but after we walked some distance away, I couldn't help but ask her. Because I think her kind of love is also a kind of love.
Pitiful.
"Feng Xiao, don't ask. I really can't let him go. Even though he is like that, I still want to be with him and try my best to help him. Maybe if I can do something for him, he will change.
About my attitude." She said quietly.
"His problem is not an attitude problem. It is a psychological problem. It is difficult to solve problems like his. You should know very well, why are you so stupid?" I suddenly became excited, and then I realized that my
This excitement was a bit excessive, so he calmed down for a while and said to her: "Zhuang Qing, don't get me wrong. I have a point of view. I think no one has the right to interfere with other people's lifestyles, including situations like Song Mei's.
.But as you, you are normal? Why do you suffer?"
"I do." She whispered.
I was startled and sighed.
When Zhuang Qing and I went to the teahouse, Song Mei was already there. He had booked a private room and had already made tea. He made a cup of Longjing tea for me and chrysanthemum tea for Zhuang Qing. I was opposite him.
He sat down on the wicker chair and asked, "What's the matter? Are you so anxious?"
He smiled and looked very casual and asked me: "Has Director Lin contacted you recently?"
I shook my head, "I had a meal with her, and she briefly told me about your conversation. I'm not very interested in such things, so I didn't ask her anything in depth."
He nodded, "I had a good discussion with Director Lin that day. Including cooperation methods, location selection, equity, etc., we basically reached an agreement on these issues. After consultation, you and Director Lin have a total of 100%
20% of the shares, but you do not contribute capital, and this share is controlled by you. Because it is not convenient for her to come forward. The 20% between you and her will be distributed by you and her after discussion."
I nodded and said, "I'll take the time to find her recently." I believe that the reason why he came to me so urgently today was not just for drinking tea and chatting. But I waited patiently for him to reveal his intentions.
He already said last time that he doesn't care about the matter between Zhuang Qing and me. Song Mei is not a man in the ordinary sense, so I no longer feel panic about this matter. Men are actually very strange sometimes. When they like
When he is a woman, he will want to get her without any scruples, but once he feels the danger, he will leave very selfishly. That day when Song Mei told me that he knew about my relationship with Zhuang Qing, my first thought was
This way: I will never have contact with Zhuang Qing again.
But now, when I find that all danger has passed, the thoughts about Zhuang Qing begin to ripple in my heart again. In the final analysis, this is actually a kind of selfishness, a kind of selfishness unique to men.
"I just wanted to ask you if you have gone to see her recently. Fortunately, you didn't go. Haha! I just want to talk to you about a very important thing today." He finally revealed his true intention. (To be continued)