One hundred and ninetieth chapter Wang Peng beats the soft
After sending Ouyang Chen, Tang Jia and others away, Lin Yuan explained some things to Xu Wenbin, and then took Lin Ke'er to his office.
This was the first time for Lin Ke'er to come to an office building. Seeing that the foundation was all men, she was inevitably a little overwhelmed. She didn't even know what to do for a while.
"Sister Ke'er, the foundation is still short of manpower at the moment. Most of them are men. Why don't you rest at home for the next few days and wait until the staff is almost ready before you come back to work?" Lin Yuan also felt that the current foundation was a bit unsatisfactory.
It suited Lin Ke'er and asked Lin Ke'er with a smile.
"No, since I'm here, I have to do something, you can just arrange it." Lin Ke'er hesitated for a moment. She originally planned to agree, but after thinking about it, she still refused. She didn't want to be a vase.
"Well, let's do this. You can work in my office for the time being, sort out the information, and I will make detailed arrangements for you after a while." Lin Yuan thought for a while and said.
"Then I will be your assistant?" Lin Ke'er had a smile on her face, and a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes. To be honest, most of the reason why she came to the charity fund was because of Lin Yuan. Naturally, she hoped to be with Lin Yuan.
Work nearby.
"Then be my assistant for the time being." Lin Yuan said with a smile, "But as the president, I don't do my job properly."
Although the foundation has a lot of trivial matters at the moment, it is still very busy. After all, everything is not on track yet. Lin Yuan and Lin Keer are talking in the office.
As he was talking, his cell phone suddenly rang. He picked up the phone and saw that it was Liang Haiwei. Lin Yuan picked up the phone and asked, "Brother Liang, what's the matter?"
"Lin Yuan, that Wang Peng from Yanjing is here." Liang Haiwei said.
"I know, I'll come right over." When he heard that Wang Peng rushed to Zhengqi Hall, Lin Yuan roughly guessed what was going on. After hanging up the phone, he called Wang Zhanjun and rushed to the clinic together, while Lin Keer stayed in Lin Ke'er.
The source's office organizes information.
Arriving at the clinic, Lin Yuan walked in and saw Wang Pengchong sitting honestly on the sofa in the clinic. He was completely different from the arrogant person he was a few days ago.
"Doctor Lin!" Seeing Lin Yuan walk in, Wang Pengchong hurriedly stood up to greet him, with a smile on his face. He looked so enthusiastic and enthusiastic. People who didn't know better thought he and Lin Yuan were such good friends.
"Young Master Wang." Lin Yuan looked at Wang Pengchong and said with a faint smile: "Why is Young Master Wang free to come to my Zhengqi Hall today? Are you planning to tear down my sign again?"
"Dr. Lin is joking." Wang Pengchong laughed and said very politely: "I am here to seek medical treatment today. Doctor Lin, you also know my condition. I also hope that Dr. Lin will not remember the faults of others."
"Of course I know about Young Master Wang's illness, but I'm afraid that after curing Young Master Wang's illness, my clinic's sign will be damaged again." Lin Yuan said with a smile.
"How could it be?" Wang Pengchong said hurriedly: "What happened before was just a misunderstanding. Dr. Lin is willing to treat you, so he is naturally my benefactor. I can't thank you enough. If anyone dares to trouble you, Dr. Lin, in the future, I, Wang Pengchong, will be the first one."
No agreement."
"Really?" Lin Yuan looked at Wang Pengchong with a smile. Wang Pengchong felt a hair in his heart. Then he slowly said: "But I can't trust Mr. Wang."
"Dr. Lin, I have come to apologize and admit my mistake. What do you want to do? People often say that killing can only be done with a nod of the head. Even if no one can cure my disease, if it is a life-and-death situation, I will not be able to live well. Doctor Lin, please don't
I want to live in peace." Seeing Lin Yuan's lack of food and salt, Wang Pengchong also lost his patience, the smile on his face faded, and he hummed lightly.
"Young Master Wang, are you threatening me?" Lin Yuan asked.
"Just telling the truth." Wang Pengchong said.
"What Mr. Wang said is true. If Mr. Wang plans to be a humanoid mouse for the rest of his life, I will indeed be a little scared." Lin Yuan frowned and said: "But if you want me to take action like this, I am also afraid of Mr. Wang's revenge afterwards. Otherwise, Wang
Can you please tell me what should I do?"
Wang Pengchong opened his mouth. Lin Yuan obviously didn't believe his guarantee, but besides giving a verbal guarantee, what else could he do?
"Let's do this." Lin Yuan thought for a while and said: "For the sake of my peace of mind, and for the sake of Young Master Wang's illness being able to recover as soon as possible, Young Master Wang should write something to me. As a dandy in Yanjing, Young Master Wang should have done a lot.
Just write down one or two things about bullying men and women, sign them, and stamp them."
"Lin Yuan!" Wang Pengchong's face turned cold: "Don't bully others too much."
"Since Mr. Wang has this attitude, please come back. I'm waiting for Mr. Wang to die." Lin Yuan smiled faintly: "But let me remind Mr. Wang first that this disease is not that simple. Mr. Wang had better be mentally prepared.
."
Hearing Lin Yuan's words, Wang Pengchong's heart twitched. This was what he was most worried about. If it was really a tooth problem, he had thought of replacing all the teeth in his mouth, but he couldn't guarantee that he would replace the teeth.
The problem is solved.
"Aren't you afraid that what I wrote is just fabrication?" Wang Pengchong asked with a snort.
"Whether it's random fabrication or real things, it doesn't matter to me, as long as other people are willing to believe it. Mr. Wang is considered a figure in Yanjing. I don't want to lose face." Lin Yuan said with a smile.
To put it bluntly, Lin Yuan asked Wang Pengchong to write this thing not to get at him, but just to make him use it as a weapon. It doesn't matter whether the content written on it is true or false, as long as it has Wang Pengchong's signature and fingerprint, this thing is a deterrent, it is impossible
What to do with Wang Pengchong, but it is enough to disgust Wang Pengchong. Once Wang Pengchong does something excessive, this thing will definitely make Wang Pengchong a laughing stock in the Yanjing circle. Sometimes these young men still take their face very seriously.
"Okay, I'll write." Wang Pengchong gritted his teeth, and finally decided to give in and take revenge on Lin Yuan. It's not a big deal, his body is the most important. As long as his disease is cured, he will avoid Lin Yuan when he sees him in the future.
.
Seeing that Wang Pengchong agreed, Lin Yuan asked Liang Haiwei to get out of the way of the treatment table. Wang Pengchong walked behind the treatment table, picked up a pen and paper, and after thinking for a while, he wrote several hundred words.
Lin Yuan took what Wang Pengchong had written, glanced at it briefly, then asked Wang Pengchong to sign his name and fingerprint, then picked up a pen and wrote a few words on a piece of white paper and handed it to Wang Pengchong.
Wang Pengchong took the white paper and saw two words written on it: Atractylodes macrocephala, followed by the dosage.
"This is?" Looking at the words on the white paper, Wang Pengchong was a little confused.
"This is a prescription. Take the medicine according to the prescription and take it for a period of time, and you will recover naturally." Lin Yuan said.
"This is the prescription? Is it that simple?" Wang Pengchong felt as if he had been tricked by Lin Yuan.
"The cure is not about the amount of medicine, but the right symptoms." Lin Yuan smiled and looked at Wang Pengchong: "If Mr. Wang can be trusted, the quality of the medicinal materials I have here is still guaranteed."
"Forget it." Wang Pengchong waved his hand and said: "Lin Yuan, this time our matter has been revealed. From now on, if you let me know that your medicine is useless, or you will casually leak what I wrote,
, let’s talk about it later.”
"Don't worry, I'm measured." Lin Yuan said with a smile.
"Hmph!" Wang Pengchong got angry when he saw Lin Yuan's smile. This guy was just a smiling tiger. He seemed to be smiling, and his mind was full of evil ideas. He snorted, and left with his little brother.
Watching Wang Pengchong leave, Liang Haiwei asked: "Dr. Lin, can your prescription really cure Wang Pengchong's disease?"
"Of course it can be cured." Lin Yuan nodded and said: "His disease is caused by out-of-control kidney water. Earth can control water, and the spleen belongs to earth. Atractylodes is good at replenishing the spleen, so a single medicine is enough."
Liang Haiwei pondered for a moment, and then he suddenly realized that he was even more impressed when he looked at Lin Yuan. People often say that greatness leads to simplicity, but he didn't expect that Lin Yuan had already reached this level at such a young age.
After talking to Liang Haiwei, Lin Yuan picked up what Wang Pengchong had written again, took out a lighter from his body, lit it with a bang, and burned what Liang Haiwei had written to ashes.
"Dr. Lin, what are you talking about?" Liang Haiwei couldn't understand. Just now Lin Yuan coaxed and frightened Wang Pengchong to write this thing down, but why did it burn in the blink of an eye?
"Asking Wang Pengchong to write down this thing is just asking him to put it into practice. It can't really do anything to him. It's impossible to give this thing to him again. Keeping it will be a trouble. If he accidentally loses it, it will spread out.
, Wang Pengchong must have become so angry that he was burned to death. In Wang Pengchong's heart, as long as this thing is still there, it will be fine." Lin Yuan explained with a smile.
"Dr. Lin, I'm convinced by you." Liang Haiwei smiled bitterly when he heard this. Sometimes he couldn't even figure out how Lin Yuan's brain grew up. He was obviously young, but he was well versed in the world, as if he were several decades old.
Old fox.
Of course, Lin Yuan seemed to be very lacking in some aspects. Liang Haiwei could also see now that Lin Ke'er, Song Xiaomeng, and several other girls were very fond of Lin Yuan, but Lin Yuan was like a piece of wood.
After burning what Wang Pengchong had written, Lin Yuan sat down on the sofa in the clinic, looked at Liang Haiwei, pondered for a moment and asked: "Brother Liang, now that the foundation has been established, do you plan to work at the foundation or continue to work at Zhengqitang?"
?”
To be honest, Lin Yuan was also very conflicted about Liang Haiwei's arrangement. He really didn't want to close Zhengqitang. After all, this was the sign left by his grandfather. Liang Haiwei had been in Zhengqitang for so long that he was already familiar with it. It might not be possible to find someone else.
Liang Haiwei did a good job, but letting Liang Haiwei stay in Zhengqitang obviously delayed Liang Haiwei. Everyone knows that no matter how poor the charity fund is, it is much better than working in a clinic.
"I'd better stay in the clinic." Liang Haiwei thought for a while and said: "In the foundation, I don't have more, but I don't have much. I'm used to the clinic, and I may not be able to adapt to a different environment."
Hearing Lin Yuan's question just now, Liang Haiwei was also very cautious. After weighing it, he felt that it would be better to stay in the clinic. There will definitely be more and more people in the charity fund in the future. Even Lin Yuan, who he followed first, will be able to
He couldn't tell where he would go, but that was not the case in Zhengqi Hall. Liang Haiwei could see that Lin Yuan valued Zhengqi Hall very much, but Zhengqi Hall did not need so many people. As long as he was in Zhengqi Hall, he would be unique. In the future, Lin Yuan would be unique.
Yuan will never treat him badly.
"Okay, Brother Liang, you will stay in Zhengqi Hall for the time being. As for the salary, all the income from Zhengqi Hall will be yours. I won't take any of it." Lin Yuan thought for a moment and said.
"How can this work?" Liang Haiwei was surprised when he heard this. After so many months, he already knew how profitable Zhengqitang was. It was more than 20,000 yuan a month, but Lin Yuan was still light-hearted.
, the price is very low, if it is slightly higher, a profit of more than 30,000 yuan is nothing, and this is still a pure profit, after deducting the rent and all expenses.