By the time Meng Xinhan and the three girls left, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Lin Yuan took a shower and lay on the bed reading a book and slowly fell asleep.
Although he had some friendship with Meng Xinhan and the other three girls, Lin Yuan would not agree casually when it came to medicinal materials. He just promised Meng Xinhan that as long as their company's medicinal materials were ok, he would give them absolute priority.
One thing in this world is medicine and the other is food. They are all made carelessly. They enter from the mouth and enter the organs. If there is the slightest problem, the consequences will be disastrous. Especially medicinal materials are used to treat diseases and save people.
Telling the problem, even if the medicine is not effective enough, may delay treatment.
After dinner the next morning, Lin Yuan received a call from Fang Xiaoya, saying that there happened to be a good store for rent nearby. The requirements were similar to what Lin Yuan said, and he asked Lin Yuan to go see the store together.
Lin Yuan left the community and soon arrived at Maya Agency. Fang Xiaoya was standing at the door in a uniform, not caring about the morning sun. When she saw Lin Yuan coming, she hurriedly greeted him.
"Mr. Lin." Fang Xiaoya nodded to Lin Yuan. As they walked, she introduced: "This store was originally a clothing store, but it closed a month ago. The space inside is about fifty square meters, which is very empty.
, and the landlord also allows some simple modifications.”
The store is not very far from the community where Lin Yuan lives. After all, agents usually look for housing near their agency. Lin Yuan and Fang Xiaoya walked for about ten minutes to reach the store.
"There are several residential areas near here, and there are schools nearby. The clothing business is a bit sluggish, but it is a good location to open a medical clinic." Fang Xiaoya opened the door and told Lin Yuan about the advantages of the store.
As Fang Xiaoya said, the location of the store is not very prosperous. There are communities and schools nearby, but the location is a bit off. Pedestrians usually just bypass the store and take the main road, but it is enough to open a clinic.
, after all, a place like a clinic is the same as a hospital. You only go to it when you are sick. It is different from clothes, food and other things.
The security door opens, and there is a glass door inside. Push the door and go in. It is indeed very empty and clean. There is a small single room next to it, where you can rest at noon and can also be used to give acupuncture to patients.
Lin Yuan looked at it carefully and was very satisfied. He asked Fang Xiaoya: "How is the rent calculated?"
"You are an old acquaintance. I have been fighting for you for a long time and have negotiated five thousand yuan a month. However, you have to sign a one-time contract for at least one year. If you don't rent before the contract period is up, the rent will not be refunded. The landlord will
I went out of town and it's inconvenient to come back." Fang Xiaoya said.
"Well, not bad, the rent is also suitable, just one year." Lin Yuan didn't want to look anymore. This place is really suitable. Not only is it close to where he lives, the rent is really not expensive. A store like this in Jiangzhong City
The rent is mostly above RMB 6,000.
"Okay, since you agree, I will contact the landlord when I get back and notify you to sign the contract. You are an old customer and the deposit will not be paid." Fang Xiaoya said with a smile, looking all-rounded.
Often when an agent is optimistic about a property, the landlord will pay a deposit as long as the customer confirms the rental before contacting the landlord. The purpose of this deposit is to prevent the customer from regretting it, lest he sees a better one and loses the order. Although this deposit is not much, it is convenient.
Xiaoya said this, which also made Lin Yuan feel very comfortable.
After bidding farewell to Fang Xiaoya, Lin Yuan went directly to the Guyuan Gate and arrived at the Zhenbao Pavilion. After entering the door, Tang Zongyuan was sitting on a recliner and taking a nap, patting his legs with one hand, looking very leisurely.
"Boss Tang is very comfortable." Lin Yuan said with a smile.
Tang Zongyuan opened his eyes and saw that it was Lin Yuan. He stood up quickly and said, "Dr. Lin is here. I thought you would come in the afternoon. It's not cool outside right now."
"It's really hot. Jiangzhou is getting hotter and hotter this year. I've heard that the temperature will rise in a few days." Tang Zongyuan said: "Some experts on TV said that excessive carbon dioxide is causing global warming, and it will get hotter in the future.
If it gets hotter, I won’t be able to go out anymore.”
"No matter how hot it is outside, it's very cool here, Boss Tang. Days like this are the envy of others." Lin Yuan joked.
"Hey, I'm old, enjoy some happiness." Tang Zongyuan asked Lin Yuan to sit down, and while making tea for Lin Yuan, he said: "You sit down first, I will get you something right away."
"There's no rush, there's plenty of time anyway." Lin Yuan sat down, picked up the cup and took a sip of fragrant tea, and couldn't help but praise: "Boss Tang really knows how to enjoy it, this tea is not simple."
"Doctor Lin also knows about tea?" Tang Zongyuan was stunned, then smiled and said: "If you like it, I will bring some for you when I leave. I don't have any other hobbies. One is collecting, and the other is drinking tea."
"Drinking tea is good, it is good for the body, detoxifies and nourishes the skin." Lin Yuan said with a smile.
While talking, Tang Zongyuan walked into the inner room. After a while, he took out a painting and slowly unfolded it in front of Lin Yuan. He faced Lin Yuan and said, "Doctor Lin, take a look at this painting. It has green pine rocks, lofty mountains, and beautiful scenery."
It’s perfect to celebrate my birthday here.”
Lin Yuan looked at the painting in front of him in a daze, and after a long time he said: "Boss Tang, this painting is not Mr. Tan's painting, right?"
"How could it be?" Tang Zongyuan turned over and took a look and found that there was no green pine on the scroll at all. He couldn't help laughing: "Hey, look at my brain, I picked up the wrong painting. This painting is indeed not Tan Lao's painting, but Xu Xu's painting."
Qingfeng Xu Lao's paintings are new works from a few days ago, so I borrowed them for viewing."
"A work by Xu Qingfeng and Mr. Xu?" Lin Yuan asked in shock.
When it comes to Xu Qingfeng, he is even more famous than Tan Yilin. Tan Yilin is a traditional Chinese painting master who has only started to rise in the past five years. However, Xu Qingfeng has been famous for nearly 20 years and has very high attainments in both calligraphy and painting.
, especially in recent years, Xu Qingfeng has rarely painted, and his works have now been sold for as high as 800,000 yuan.
"Yes, it is the work of Mr. Xu Qingfeng and Mr. Xu." Tang Zongyuan said very proudly: "I and Mr. Xu's son Xu Chentang are old classmates and have a good relationship. I learned a few days ago that Mr. Xu has a new work, so I borrowed it specially.
I was looking at it. I was still in it yesterday, but I didn’t expect that I picked up the wrong one.”
Lin Yuan once again began to carefully look at the scroll in front of him. The scroll was full of lifelike plum blossoms and snow. It could be seen that it was definitely a masterpiece of a Chinese artist. The more Lin Yuan looked at it, the more he became obsessed with it. He also liked calligraphy and Chinese painting, so he was not a complete layman.
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As he watched, Lin Yuan suddenly frowned slightly and his face changed slightly.
"Dr. Lin, is something wrong?" Tang Zongyuan asked in confusion when he saw Lin Yuan's face.
"Is this the painting Mr. Xu made half a month ago?" Lin Yuan asked softly.
"Yes, it was exactly half a month ago." Tang Zongyuan responded subconsciously, then suddenly his eyes widened and he asked in disbelief: "How do you know?"
"Hey, what a pity." Lin Yuan didn't care about Tang Zongyuan's expression, but sighed slightly.
"What a pity?" Tang Zongyuan was even more confused: "Dr. Lin, is there any flaw in this painting?"
When asking questions, Tang Zongyuan was even a little unhappy. Lin Yuan was young and might have some medical skills, but it was a bit too high to comment on the work of a national expert.
"I'm not very proficient in calligraphy and painting, but this work by Mr. Xu is absolutely perfect, but... ah..." Lin Yuan sighed again, hesitated and said slowly
: "It just seems from this painting that Mr. Xu is short of energy, lacks righteousness, and has lost his vitality. If I read it correctly, Mr. Xu should be seriously ill."
"Seriously ill?" Tang Zongyuan was stunned, then shook his head and said: "Dr. Lin, you are wrong this time. Mr. Xu's body is very strong. I saw Mr. Xu when I went to get the painting. At that time, Mr. Xu
The old man is still playing with his grandson."
At this point, Tang Zongyuan's tone became much more serious: "Dr. Lin, you should say less of this in the future. I will pretend that I didn't hear it today. If it reaches Mr. Xu's ears or the ears of the Xu family, people will think you cursed
Where is Mr. Xu?"
Lin Yuan sighed again and didn't say much. You can recognize people by reading their words and paintings. These things sound mysterious, but they are real. The words or paintings a person writes with care can often reveal a person.
A person's soul can also reveal a person's aura. Lin Yuan admits that he still has this ability.
Tang Zongyuan looked at Lin Yuan and saw that Lin Yuan was still feeling sorry. He couldn't help but feel a little angry. He took out his cell phone and said, "Since Dr. Lin doesn't believe it, I'll call him to confirm." As he spoke, he found Xu Chentang's number and dialed it.
The phone rang for more than a minute, and when it was about to hang up, it was picked up. Xu Chentang's tired voice came: "Old Tang, are you okay?"
"It's nothing. Let's make a phone call and have a casual chat. Did something happen to you? Your voice sounds wrong." Tang Zongyuan said.
"The old man is sick. He has advanced esophageal cancer. I've been keeping him company all night these days. I won't talk about it anymore. I'll call you after a while." After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.
"Crack!"
The mobile phone in Tang Zongyuan's hand fell directly to the ground, making a sound, and the battery and body were separated. However, Tang Zongyuan seemed to be unknown, but looked straight at Lin Yuan with his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.