At eight o'clock in the morning, Wan Yunting had already woken up Wan'er, washed her carefully and put her into a beautiful princess dress, planning to take her to see her mother at noon.
"yes."
Ma Jianguo, who was sitting in the living room on the first floor, turned to look at Wan Yunting, who was dragging Wan'er over, and said with a smile: "As people get older, they sleep less."
"Old man, look at what you said. As long as your body is still strong, you can easily live to be a hundred years old."
When Wan Yunting saw his second sister-in-law coming out of the kitchen, he let go of Wan'er's little hand and let her pass.
Ma Jianguo smiled hard and said: "Haha, I hope it's as you said, and I can live to be a hundred years old."
Wan Yunting entered the kitchen to say hello to his aunt Huang Xiu'e. When he saw his second brother also woke up, he called Ma Jianguo and the three of them moved to the tea pavilion in the front yard to drink tea and chat.
The second brother sitting next to Mr. Ma was somewhat reserved, and Ma Jianguo took the initiative to chat with him for a few words, which relieved Wan Dongming's embarrassment. Gradually, he felt that Mr. Ma was like an old man walking on the street.
But there is still an invisible aura about him that makes people feel oppressive...
By the time breakfast was ready and everyone had finished breakfast together, it was already past nine o'clock.
Because he, his second brother and his second sister-in-law had to take Wan'er to the prison to see their eldest sister, Wan Yunting asked Lu Xiaodie and Li Shuyun to stay at home. If they wanted to go out to play, there was a car under the garage, and he drove the Maybach and personally drove Ma Jianguo to the old house.
The couple were sent back first, and then they went straight to Huadu City Prison with their second brother.
The whole noon was spent in prison. Seeing that the eldest sister looked much better, brothers Wan Yunting and Wan Dongming were relieved. At the same time, he also thought in his heart that he must win the opportunity for the eldest sister to have her sentence reduced!
Wan Yunting also visited Hou Bing and told him that he had taken Wan'er to meet his father. Hou Bing was filled with excitement and said with a smile: "Yunting, thank you."
Wan Yunting waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Bing, behave well inside and try to get a reduced sentence and get out early. We will take good care of Wan'er."
Hou Bing's eyes were red, he smiled and nodded...
After leaving Huadu Prison, the second brother sent the second sister-in-law and Wan'er back first and then went to the company. Wan Yunting went directly to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of Nanfang Hospital. He found a group of people blocking the door of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department, which made him raise his eyebrows.
I thought to myself, didn’t I say that I would use ballpoint pens when prescribing medicines in the future? Why do these people still come?
"It's Doctor Wan, Doctor Wan is here..."
Someone at the door turned around and saw Wan Yunting, and immediately surrounded him excitedly.
Sister Yan and Xiaofang, who had been blocking these people at the gate, breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Wan Yunting in the distance, they couldn't help but roll their eyes, as if blaming him for all the trouble.
"Wan Shuxian, I am Zhou Pingyang from Tianyu Group."
A middle-aged man wearing a designer suit came up with an attractive little secretary. He smiled directly at Wan Yunting and said: "I admire your calligraphy very much, so I came here to ask you for a calligraphy painting. Of course, I will
According to the current market price, how about 60 million?"
"Fuck, sixty million..."
A group of people around were shocked when they heard that Pingyang's offer this week was 60 million for Wan Yunting's calligraphy, because these people were a bunch of scoundrels. They came here pretending to be sick to trick Wan Yunting into prescribing medicine for them.
of.
Unexpectedly, among them came a rich man like Zhou Pingyang, the boss of Tianyu Group, which made it difficult for these people to pretend to be sick.
"Oh, it's only 60 million!"
As a result, another middle-aged man came in at this time, wearing a black Tang suit, gold nanmu bracelets, and two lion-head walnuts spinning in his hand. His face was pockmarked, but his whole person had a charming temperament.
The first feeling is that of a wealthy person.
He strode over, glanced at Zhou Pingyang, and then smiled at Wan Yunting and said: "Wan Shuxian, who is prosperous in the next chapter, loves literature and art, and also has a lot of insights into calligraphy. I came here today just to ask Wan Yunting for help."
The Calligraphy Fairy has a price of 80 million for a piece of calligraphy, and I hope Wan Shuxian can pick up the pen!"
"Oh, buy it, 70 million..."
The people around them were completely shocked when they heard that this man who called himself Zhang Xingsheng came up and offered Wan Yunting 70 million for a painting.
"I said Zhang Mazi, you came here on purpose to raise the price with me, right?"
Pingyang and Zhang Xingsheng got to know each other this week, and their relationship was close to each other. They were both invisible tycoons in the urban entertainment circle, so they didn't care whether it was money or not. All they wanted was face.
"Hey, what you said, isn't Wan Shuxian's calligraphy treasure worth 70 million? If you don't have money, don't come."
Zhang Xingsheng glanced at him contemptuously and sneered.
Zhou Pingyang suddenly became angry, turned around and said to Wan Yunting: "Wan Shuxian, I'm asking for 80 million, and please give me the calligraphy treasure."
"cut."
Zhang Xingsheng raised his head and sneered disdainfully, then he raised his hand to Wan Yunting and said with a smile: "Wan Shuxian, I'm asking for 100 million, and I hope you can fulfill it."
"Damn it, it's a hundred million...!"
The group of people around were completely stunned by the price offered by the two rich men Zhang Xingsheng and Zhou Pingyang. Even Wan Yunting looked depressed and helpless. He waved his hands and said: "You two, I'm really sorry, this is a hospital.
, it is not the market for calligraphy and painting, and I have no inspiration recently and cannot write good calligraphy works, so I can only apologize."
"Of course, I am still very grateful that you can read Wan's handwriting. I hope that next time I have the opportunity, if I have the inspiration to write a work, I will definitely think of you two!"
This was said tactfully, but Zhang Xingsheng and Zhou Pingyang also understood that Wan Yunting refused, so they sighed helplessly and said: "Okay, this is my famous brand. If Wan Shuxian has a work, he must be the first."
Give me a call."
"this is mine…"
Not to be outdone, Zhou Pingyang quickly asked his secretary to take out his business card and handed it to Wan Yunting with both hands. He also accepted the two people's business cards with a smile and nodded with a smile: "Definitely."
"Then let's wait."
Zhang Xingsheng and Zhou Pingyang laughed, and then Wan Yunting ignored the people around him and went straight to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine...
Although they were rejected, Zhang Xingsheng and Zhou Pingyang did not feel that Wan Yunting was arrogant and arrogant. After all, he had a very good relationship with the richest man Kang Hongwen and Fu Ye. It is even now rumored that the real director behind Chaoting Group is
The elder is Wan Yunting.
Therefore, for characters of the level of Zhang Xingsheng and Zhou Pingyang, naturally they would not dare to challenge such characters.
Wan Yunting entered the hall of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and saw Sister Yan at the front desk, who was pulling a face and chewing melon seeds, pretending not to see him. Xiaofang standing aside also lowered her head, not sure whether she was playing with her mobile phone or reading something.
Wan Yunting's expression was startled, and he immediately understood why they were like this. He smiled helplessly in his heart, ignored them, and went directly to the second floor...
"Hey…"
Seeing Wan Yunting go upstairs, Sister Yan widened her eyes angrily, stamped her feet and said angrily: "This guy really doesn't care about his colleagues at all."
Xiaofang next to her sighed and said: "Forget it, Sister Yan, what is Dr. Wan's status? Let's not try to climb high."
"Hey Xiaofang, every prescription he sells is worth millions now. If we can get one of his prescriptions, we can buy a house directly in Huadu City, did you know that?"
Sister Yan glared at Xiaofang with hatred, pulled her and said: "Didn't you say that when you get rich in the future, you will take your parents to live in the city and have your sister go to college? Don't you want to do it for me?"
Are they going to fight for it again?”
But Zhang Xiaofang frowned, but still shook her head and said: "Sister Yan, our relationship with Dr. Wan was just colleagues. We didn't even have the opportunity to have dinner with him. It doesn't matter if he doesn't write prescriptions for us, not to mention what Dean Jiang said.
How dare we bother Dr. Wan?"
"You, you..."
Sister Yan was so angry that she tapped Zhang Xiaofang's forehead and said angrily: "If you don't want to go, I will."
"It's not Sister Yan. Are you pretending to be sick like them to treat Dr. Wan..."
"Humph, I won't pretend, I'll be sick directly."
Sister Yan chewed the melon seeds and spit out the skin, gave Xiaofang a rollicking look, a proud smile on her lips, and went directly to the pharmacy!
Jiang Yichun is not here today, and only Li Chengde is attending the consultation. There is no way, Dai Qiuyue has gone back to Shanghai City, and Zhang Guilin and the other three young doctors are unable to attend the consultation, so Director Li can only serve as the attending doctor.
And those people outside are almost all pretending to be ill in order to trick Wan Yunting into prescribing medicine, and those who actually come to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department for treatment are all elderly men and women, and at their age, they don’t even watch Douyin and play online.
, naturally I don’t know how many millions a prescription of Wan Yunting is worth.
The result was good. Those scoundrels who wanted to defraud prescriptions even brought some old men and women over to see a doctor. One of them was recognized by Wan Yunting. He felt helpless, but in the end he used a ballpoint pen to write the prescription, which made that man
The young scoundrel was dumbfounded and said, "Doctor, don't you write prescriptions with a brush?"
Wan Yunting looked up at him and said, "It doesn't matter what pen I use to write the prescription. Just write the prescription clearly. Here, take it to the pharmacy to get the medicine."
The young scoundrel then wrote the prescription with a ballpoint pen and went out looking like he was about to cry without tears. Wan Yunting shook his head with a smile. There was really nothing he could do against these people.
Thinking of something, Wan Yunting picked up his phone, turned on the video and faced it to himself, and then started to record a video, which mainly talked about the sales of his own handwritten prescriptions on major platforms in the past two days. Wan Yunting had no opinion on this.
But the main point he emphasized was that he would use ballpoint pens when prescribing medicine in the future. At the same time, he also warned those who hyped up their calligraphy not to pursue their own handwriting too much...
During this period of time, Wan Yunting was neither humble nor overbearing. He persuaded everyone in a humble and low-key manner. At the same time, he also said that he would not join the art world.
As soon as this video was posted on Douyin, it instantly became a hot search video. After countless people watched this video, they all felt that Wan Yunting's attitude was sincere and upright, and it won many people's likes and support...