Back in 2002 as a doctor

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Zhou Congwen took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Director Han, where are you busy?"

"Professor Zhou, wait a moment." Director Han said in a low voice. There was a noisy voice from the receiver of the mobile phone. After nearly ten seconds, Director Han spoke in a normal voice.

"Professor Zhou, this is really true. I feel embarrassed without you."

What Director Han said was a little simple, but Zhou Congwen knew what he meant.

"What?" Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "It was originally achieved with the full support of our Second Academy."

"Hahaha~" Director Han smiled happily.

Zhou Congwen could feel Director Han's pride, so he should be polite.

Although Zhou Congwen was not very impressed with the welcome ceremony of the Second Hospital of Medical University and hid himself, he still wanted to show his face.

I am very happy to get along with Director Han here, so I can't help but give Director Han face.

As for Dean Chen, Zhou Congwen really forgot his existence.

"Director Han, where are you?"

"Staircase meeting room." Director Han said, "Professor Zhou, I'll pick you up."

Zhou Congwen hung up the phone and went to the stepped meeting room alone.

Director Han was waiting outside early in the morning. When he saw Zhou Congwen, he stretched out his hands enthusiastically.

"Director Han, is half a step up this year enough?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Almost." Director Han said with a smile, "No. [-] in the world, this is a heavy weight."

"You still do a good job." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "This is just icing on the cake."

"That's not the case, the number one in the world full of gold! This is the second!" Director Han made an exaggerated gesture.

Zhou Congwen chuckled, "Director Han, do you think it weighs ten catties of cotton or ten catties of iron?"

Director Han was startled, and immediately understood what Zhou Congwen meant.

But he said with a smile, "Although the weight is the same, the feeling of iron hitting the head is different from that of cotton."

"Eight catties of cotton are made into a rope, and two catties of water are added to it, and the pain is the same on the body."

"!!!"

Director Han felt that Zhou Congwen was indeed an old hooligan.

Zhou Congwen played tricks on this elementary school student's brain teaser.

"Professor Zhou, I shouldn't have asked." Director Han and Zhou Congwen boarded the elevator side by side, and he asked, "Did you go to 912 this year?"

"Yeah." Zhou Congwen nodded, "I guess it will pass soon."

"Oh." Director Han sighed deeply.

"Reluctance?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"Actually, it's called cooperation, but we all know the actual situation. You belong to the guest of the Second Hospital of our Medical University, and I have learned a lot from you over the past year."

"It is said that you are here at your age, but I think you are very sophisticated in doing things."

"polite."

"I'm not being polite, but telling the truth." Director Han said, "When I have time to go to the imperial capital for a meeting, I will visit you at 912."

Zhou Congwen talked to director Han in a neutral way, and he also had a deep affection for director Han, because director Han was one of the few leaders of the organization who were more serious.

Although in the eyes of clinical doctors and directors, he is like a Jin Yiwei and a watchdog, Zhou Congwen is very clear about what Director Han usually does.

After getting off the elevator, the microphone in the conference room rang, and a familiar voice came into my ears.

"In this world competition, I won't say much about Huang Lao's surgery. My surgery video has also been recognized by many top experts in the world."

Director Han was a little embarrassed when he heard Zhang You's voice.

In Zhang You's words, Zhou Congwen and Shen Lang were eliminated, and he was placed side by side with Huang Lao.

Although it is just a simple question of words, it is always a little embarrassing to be heard by the Lord.

Zhou Congwen didn't care, he opened the door and walked into the meeting room.

Zhang You was standing on the podium, surrounded by flowers, and almost lay down.

He was excited to speak, and suddenly saw Zhou Congwen, choking on his trachea without swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Chapter 1531 The Yuan Family

"Cough cough cough~" Zhang You coughed violently.

He didn't have the embarrassment of Director Han, but was a little surprised to see Zhou Congwen coming in.Originally thought that Zhou Congwen would live in the imperial capital for a while, and it was impossible to come back so soon.

While coughing, Zhang You bent over and ran to the podium with a smile on his face.

"Zhou...Zhou...Little Professor Zhou...cough cough cough."

Zhou Congwen waved his hand with a smile, "Director Zhang, keep talking and leave me alone."

Said Zhou Congwen sat beside Dean Chen, and chatted with Dean Chen in a low voice.

When facing Zhou Congwen, no matter how thick-skinned Zhang You was, he couldn't talk and laugh like just now.

If he could speak so easily in front of the Lord, Zhou Congwen suspected that Zhang You would turn against him in the next step.

But why should he.

Zhang You calmed down, watching Zhou Congwen whispering to Dean Chen in the audience, feeling a little strange in his heart.

Originally Zhou Congwen didn't show up, but Zhang You thought it was a god-given opportunity. He dreamed of standing on the podium and berating Fang Qiu, showing off his demeanor as a famous doctor of his generation.

Now that there is such an opportunity, Zhang You is inexplicably happy, but everything comes to an abrupt end with Zhou Congwen's arrival.

Zhou Congwen's smile looked so disgusting, Zhang You was very upset.

Zhang You couldn't even utter a single word of the originally smooth, bragging words. Zhang You wanted to continue, but his mouth didn't seem to be his own, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Zhou Congwen didn't intend to give a speech, he just came to show his face, chatted with Dean Chen for a few words, and then left quietly.

Director Han knew that the stage of the Second Hospital of Medical University was too small, and Zhou Congwen couldn't see it at all.Only Zhang You would care about this.

Zhang You looked at Zhou Congwen's leaving figure, the smile reappeared on his face, and he started talking again, as if Zhou Congwen had never been here.

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Zhou Congwen left the meeting room. Although the wind outside was cold, it was more comfortable for him than the atmosphere in the meeting room.

When it was time to get off work, Zhou Congwen received a call from Yuan Qingyao.

After seeing Yuan Qingyao, Zhou Congwen didn't rush to ask questions. Instead, he and Yuan Qingyao found a restaurant that just opened on the fifth day of the lunar new year for dinner.

"Qingyao, I heard that your family is going to invest in medical equipment for you?"

After sitting down, Zhou Congwen asked directly.

"Yeah." Yuan Qingyao didn't hide it, "At first, the family didn't have such a plan. They asked me to go back to China for a blind date. My parents don't like foreign girls very much."

"Hehe." Zhou Congwen laughed, "Why are you planning to invest in medical equipment? The water here is too deep, you should know."

When it comes to medical devices and medicines, Zhou Congwen still has a say.

Some researchers have spent their entire lives working on something, only to find that it was going in the wrong direction from the very beginning, and the ending is maddening.

However, researchers can think that what they are doing is a job, but capital has poured a lot of money into it, and everything has become nothingness. Many small companies have been devastated by this, and even medium-sized companies will be severely damaged.

Even if Yuan Qingyao has invested in technology and shares, Zhou Congwen is not optimistic.

"That's right, Brother Zhou." Yuan Qingyao habitually wore a mask, which made Zhou Congwen feel very kind, "Our family is based on luck."

"Oh?" Zhou Congwen looked at Yuan Qingyao with interest.

It has a different meaning to say similar words from an unidentified rich kid like Yuan Qingyao.

"When I was young, I heard an uncle say that as long as I don't gamble, no matter how I play, I won't ruin my family."

"Indeed." Zhou Congwen nodded, "In the past, some people felt that their son was not up to the mark, so they simply sent him to a smoke den. It doesn't cost much to smoke cigarettes, but if it's for business...hahaha."

"Yes." Yuan Qingyao didn't feel offended, he squinted his eyes, "It is said that the third generation can't be rich, but in fact, the second generation is already very difficult. So my parents said let me study medicine, at least in the future I won't lose my family."

"Do you know how much medical device products cost?" Zhou Congwen asked.

He was not afraid that Yuan Qingyao would come to take a share of the pie, but that he was worried that this child would really ruin his family.

"The family has an entrepreneurial fund." Yuan Qingyao said seriously, "I am more optimistic about new technologies, and I think there are at least 20-30 years of rapid growth."

"Entrepreneurship fund?" Zhou Congwen pondered. He wanted to ask how much money Yuan Qingyao could use, but when it came to this kind of privacy, it was better not to ask.

"I used half of my funds to acquire 40% of the shares of China MicroPort, which is listed in Heung Kong."

"..." Zhou Congwen was stunned.

The market value of Zhonghua MicroPort is not low. It seems that I have underestimated the background of Yuan Qingyao's family.

In fact, I can't blame Zhou Congwen.

Domestic aristocratic families do exist, and the torch is passed down from generation to generation.

There are even large families that have been around for hundreds of years, with branches at home and abroad, but they are relatively low-key and unknown.

But those are all in Jiangnan. For example, Qian Xuesen and Qian Sanqiang belong to the Jiangnan Qian family; Hu Shi, Hu Xueyan, and Hu Zongxian all belong to the Anhui Hu family.

But this area belongs to the border provinces, and Zhou Congwen never thought that Yuan Qingyao's family was actually the descendants of the Yuan family's heirs in the legend, and they were the kind that got along well.

If this is the case, my worries seem unnecessary.

"I went to Xiangjiang a while ago." Yuan Qingyao continued, "The second son of the Li family wants to sell shares in an instant messaging company. I am a little emotional."

"How to say?" Zhou Congwen's heart moved.

"Brother Zhou, you said that the Li family is considered a rich family." Yuan Qingyao said, "His two sons are not considered dudes, and with the advice of the old man, not to mention they are dragons and phoenixes, but at least they will not be prodigal." .”

Not necessarily, Zhou Congwen thought to himself.

"But the second son of the Li family bought the land in Ginza in Tokyo, so I don't like it. Now it seems that I have lost my mind and want to sell shares in other technology industries and continue to gamble on real estate."

Yuan Qingyao shook his head while speaking.

"Didn't you buy it?"

"I want to buy it, but I have limited start-up capital. I still think it's better to concentrate all the limited money in one direction."

Zhou Congwen felt a little pity.

"But the second child of the Li family invited me, so I just bought 10% of the shares and just wanted to do it."

"..."

Zhou Congwen has already begun to calculate in his mind how much Yuan Qingyao's shares will be worth in another 15 years.

"I'm more optimistic about that instant messaging company, but I think the Penguin logo is a little ugly." Yuan Qingyao said, squinting his eyes, "But it doesn't matter, just put the shares there. I just think that the second son of the Li family is in charge Good cards are played poorly."

"What about you?"

"I don't know." Yuan Qingyao shook his head, "I don't have the right time, place, and people of my parents. I can use whatever resources I have. No, look at the patents that you and Mr. Huang have researched. gone."

Chapter 1532 Back to 912

Speaking of patents, Zhou Congwen knew that this might be why Yuan Qingyao wanted to chat with him.However, Yuan Qingyao was quite blunt, and Zhou Congwen was not disgusted.

"The patent is in the hands of the boss." Zhou Congwen explained immediately.

This kind of thing can't be delayed, otherwise neither of them will look good.

"I've already bought it." Yuan Qingyao looked at Zhou Congwen, the mask on his face moved slightly, his eyes narrowed, as if showing a smiling face.

Zhou Congwen was taken aback.

"Bought a part from Brother Zhou and your girlfriend, and explained the situation to Mr. Huang. That's what happened just now."