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Chapter 1415 encounter old classmates

At this time, Xiao Qiaoling glanced at Zhang Xiaotian with disdain and said disdainfully: "Even if you want to pretend, you should spend some money. Look at what you are wearing. If you put it all down, it will cost you less than two hundred yuan. What's going on at home?"

Maybe he runs a restaurant?"

"Okay, since we are old classmates, I won't argue with you about it. I happen to have a few elders in my family eating here. If you treat them to a meal and satisfy them, I will give you a

Pursue my opportunities.”

After saying this, Xiao Qiaoling directly took out the phone and dialed a number without asking Zhang Xiaotian whether he would answer or not.

"Dad, you all come over."

After Xiao Qiaoling hung up the phone, a dozen people walked in from outside soon after, including men, women, old and young.

Zhang Xiaotian was also a little surprised, but he immediately understood Xiao Qiaoling's intention.

It seems that this blind date is fake, and taking the opportunity to kill him is real.

"Okay, you are also dumbfounded. Let me introduce you. These two are my parents, and this is my second uncle, eldest uncle, second uncle, cousin, and cousin.

..." Xiao Qiaoling introduced Zhang Xiaotian one by one.

These people looked at Zhang Xiaotian who was wearing very ordinary clothes, and a trace of contempt flashed in their eyes.

Xiao Qiaoling's parents ignored Zhang Xiaotian and said directly: "Okay, everyone is hungry too, let's start ordering."

After saying this, he directly called the waiter over and ordered about twenty dishes at once.

And the prices of these dishes are not low.

After ordering, he looked at Zhang Xiaotian and asked, "Are you Xiao Qiaoling, Xiao Qiaoling's high school classmate?

Do you have any real estate in Bincheng?”

Zhang Xiaotian shook his head: "No!"

"So do you have a car?"

Xiao Qiaoling's father continued to ask.

"No."

Zhang Xiaotian shook his head again.

After hearing this, Xiao Qiaoling's father couldn't help but frowned and asked again: "Then do you have a seven-digit savings?"

Zhang Xiaotian shook his head and said: "No!"

He does not have a seven-digit deposit. He should have more than 100 million in his bank card, which should be nine figures.

"Then you have nothing and you come here to have a blind date with our Qiaoling?"

Xiao Qiaoling's mother said dissatisfiedly, "Then what do you do? Your annual salary should be very high, right?"

"I am still studying at Bincheng Medical College and have not graduated."

Zhang Xiaotian said.

"You have nothing, how can you be worthy of my Qiaoling? You know what our Qiaoling is doing now, she is the director of the Mu Group, a large enterprise in Bincheng."

Xiao Qiaoling's father said with a proud look on his face: "You have always heard of Mu Group, it is one of the largest companies in Bincheng. Our Qiaoling's monthly salary is tens of thousands, and the annual salary is more than 200,000. Can you compare?"

Hearing this, all the relatives of the Xiao family nodded.

"This young man's family conditions are quite poor. How come he doesn't have anything!"

"Young people must work hard. Look, my Qiaoling and you are high school classmates. Why is the gap between you so big now?"

Xiao Qiaoling's mother stood up and said: "Okay, let's see, you are also a medical student after all. Qiaoling's uncle has acquaintances in the medical industry. As long as you perform well today, we can give you an internship at Bincheng Medical College."

There are more opportunities, and it’s easier to find jobs after graduation.”

Xiao Qiaoling's uncle was a middle-aged man, sitting there looking diagonally upward with a proud look on his face.

"Young man, what major do you major in?"

Xiao Qiaoling's uncle said.

“I studied Chinese medicine!”

Zhang Xiaotian said.

“Studying Chinese medicine?

This is an unpopular major, and it will be difficult to find a job in the future. But you met me today. My sworn brother is the attending doctor of Bincheng Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I even had dinner with the director of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. As long as

Let me tell you, there is no problem in giving you an internship opportunity. After graduation, even if you can't go anywhere, it will be easier to find a job in other hospitals."

Uncle Xiao Qiaoling said proudly.

"Young man, did you hear that?

You don’t dare to come in and give a toast to Uncle Qiaoling, but you will still be counting on us for your future work.”

Xiao Qiaoling's mother said.

"Waiter, is there Maotai Feitian here?"

Father Xiao asked directly.

"Of course, but the Feitian Moutai we have here are all more than 20 years old, so they are a bit more expensive than ordinary ones."

The waiter said.

"It doesn't matter if it's more expensive. Finding a good job is related to a lifelong career. I can get back this little money in just a few seconds."

After Xiao's father said this, he waved directly and said, "Bring me a box."

Zhang Xiaotian stood on the sidelines and watched these people perform without saying anything.

When Moutai Tong Feitian was brought up, Xiao Qiaoling looked at Zhang Xiaotian and said, "Why are you still sitting there? Hurry up and pour wine for my father and the others. Don't you want this opportunity?"

"I don't have the habit of pouring wine for others, let alone let others introduce me to jobs."

Zhang Xiaotian said calmly.

"Young man, you don't care if you don't have anything. Why don't you even know a little bit about human nature?"

Father Xiao shook his head and said dissatisfied.

Immediately, he took out a bottle, opened it, and poured a glass of wine for everyone sitting there drinking. In this way, two bottles of wine were gone.

Xiao Qiaoling's uncle asked everyone to pick up the wine glasses, clinked them, and drank the wine in one gulp.

“It’s been a long time since I’ve made Feitian Moutai, which has been aged for a long time. It’s different from the ordinary ones and tastes so much better.”

The market price of Moutai Feitian is generally three thousand or four thousand a bottle, but this 20-year-old is only more expensive.

"Young man, that's good. You give me 200,000 yuan to run it. I will give you the opportunity to go to Bincheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital for internship. You may also work in a Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital in the future."

Xiao Qiaoling touched Zhang Xiaotian and said, "Why are you still standing here? Thank my uncle quickly!"

After saying this, he shook his head, obviously looking down on Zhang Xiaotian.

"No, I don't need help from others in my work."

Zhang Xiaotian said calmly.

Hearing this, Father Xiao's face immediately turned cold and he said coldly: "Young man, I must remind you that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss it, you may regret it for the rest of your life."

"That is, if Uncle Qiaoling hadn't had connections all over Bincheng, no matter how much money you gave me, I wouldn't have been able to go to Bincheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."

Xiao Qiaoling's mother said, and then said in a serious tone: "Young man, don't think that two hundred thousand is too much. You are a person who has gone to college. You should take a longer view. I can tell you that it is not easy to find a job now."

, If you want to find a good job, you have to make sacrifices. From now on, if you work in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, you might be able to get back the two hundred thousand yuan in half a year."

Zhang Xiaotian shook his head secretly. He finally saw that these people were defrauding him of his money in the name of finding a job.

Although he doesn't need these, he is now the honorary director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and the letter of appointment is on the way.

Even if he didn't have this, he wouldn't give money to these people. If he did, he would definitely think that if the other party took the money, it was still unknown whether the thing could be done.


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