Practicing business and practicing medicine

No. 152 Huimin Road, HSBC branch. When Bian Mu arrived at the bank entrance on a motorcycle carrying Sanqiangzi, the hour hand of the large wall clock hanging in the business hall had just pointed to PM14:00.

"At this point, a lot of business can't be done. Let's find a place to have something to eat." As he spoke, Bian Mu looked around for a long time.

The Huimin Road area is part of the old town of Lijin City. Most of the old hospitals, old schools, and scientific research institutes are gathered in this area. Although there are not many high-rise buildings, the streets are clean and full of culture, and there is a sense of culture everywhere. There is a sense of elegance and calmness that can only be found in a big city.

The surrounding restaurants all look very sophisticated, and you won’t find any of those little fly-by-night restaurants. Wherever you look, you can find Sichuan restaurants, famous hot pot restaurants, famous fast food restaurants, and specialty Internet celebrity restaurants... there are so many types of restaurants, you can find them all.

"The weather is getting hotter, why don't we eat something lighter? There is a 'Lao Guo's Private Kitchen' over there, what do you think?" He locked the motorcycle and asked with a smile.

"It's a lie. It's just that the decoration looks more elegant. All the dishes served are home-cooked, but the charges are the money of a specialty restaurant. Let's go to the buffet opposite! It's affordable!" Not wanting Bian Mu to spend too much money, San Qiangzi suggested it. Buffet.

Shaking his head slightly, Bian Mu responded: "It's flashy and not nutritious. We finally made a table together, so we'd better find a traditional restaurant to have a serious meal." As he spoke, Bian Mu strolled along the street. a while.

"'Drunk No Return'... Since the name of the store contains the word 'drunk', and it is opened in such an area, it should be a little more skillful in cooking. 80% of the sales are home-brewed old wine, how about it?" Bian Mu sincerely entertained the guests, smiling. He turned around and said to the three strong men.

After walking a few steps, the three strong men stood in front of the store and looked inside.

"The dining tables are all made of solid wood, and the waiters are dressed like they serve in a movie theater. This kind of store charges an IQ tax. Let's find another one!" As he said this, he came down from the steps and decided to find a store with a better price/performance ratio. The two of them It would be best if everyone can accept it.

"What time is it now? It will be closing in a while. Business is important, let's stay here!" After that, Bian Mu climbed up the steps and walked straight into "Drunken No Return".

The interior of the store is indeed well decorated. It looks like a typical Chinese restaurant, but it is slightly different from other restaurants. There are many bamboo poles stretched high on the store, and many bird cages are hung on them.

What’s interesting is that all the birdcages are not covered with tarpaulins, and the small doors of the cages are all open, allowing the chirping birds of all colors to fly in and out freely.

The meal was over, and there were not many diners in the store. At the table closest to Bian Mu and the others, three young and beautiful young ladies were sitting. They were fashionably dressed and smiling happily, as if they were tourists from out of town.

A young waitress handed the ordering iPad to Bian Mu, smiled and asked the two of them to order with a few polite words.

Bian Mu lowered his head and brushed it a few times, feeling that the cooking in this restaurant should be quite authentic.

Sanqiangzi raised his head and whistled several times at the birds above his head. He was proficient in bird language, and it was rare for him to chat with the city-fed birds, but he felt comfortable and happy.

"Garlic Vermicelli Vermicelli Scallops, Blueberry Cod Steak, Abalone Little Potatoes, Soft Fried Chicken Shrimp..." Bian Mu ordered a few popular street dishes while muttering softly.

"Wait a minute! We don't want that abalone dish, let's change it to another one!" As he spoke, San Qiangzi winked at Bian Mu.

"Then... let's change it to a 'crab roll'! And a beef crisp with soy sauce." After that, Bian Mu handed the ordering iPad to San Qiangzi and asked him to order.

"The salt and pepper beans are good! Let's have a big portion. Home-made tofu is also a big portion. It's quite a lot. Let's take this!" After saying that, Sanqiangzi returned the ordering iPad to the young waitress and urged her to serve the food quickly.

The Three Strongmen are really hungry.

"Steamed dumplings with vegetarian fillings for the main dish. Brother Qiangzi, do you want noodles or rice?"

"Small ramen! I want a big bowl." San Qiangzi responded with a smile.

"Then two more big bowls of small ramen, that's it! It's ready to serve." Bian Mu said with a smile.

"You two, please have some tea first. The food will be served immediately." After saying that, the young waitress went to the kitchen and urged to start cooking quickly.

"Is there something wrong with that 'abalone and potatoes'?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"Abalone is a bit old, has no nutrition, and is extremely expensive. We can't pay this kind of IQ tax."

"Did you listen to what those bird gentlemen said?" Bian Mu teased half-jokingly and half-seriously. He stretched out his right index finger and pointed at the birds above his head.

"No! You think I'm being fooled by my knowledge of birdsong! In many aspects, they are actually not much different from us. They are very good and very good. The abalone in the kitchen is already stale and very expensive. , of course you can’t eat it!”

"Awesome! Hey! Brother Qiangzi, how about you help me ask those Mr. Birds what is the future of the stock market in the near future?"

"Tch! How can they understand that? They are so stupid! Hahaha..."

"Hahaha..." Bian Mu was amused and laughed.

"Brother Qiangzi! You should have Sima Kui's ID card, household register and so on, right?" Bian Mu talked about business again.

"I haven't seen my household registration, but my ID card is with my father! I'm afraid Uncle Kui will lose it again! It's troublesome to replace it!"

"Then in what capacity do we ask the bank to allow us to inspect Sima Kui's custom-made safe?"

"This... can only be entrusted to others, so who should be suitable?" After saying this, the three strongmen suddenly fell into deep thought.

"I don't know anyone at the bank. I'm a bit confused now. Is this trip really in vain?! Really!" At this point, Bian Mu felt a little confused.

At this moment, two middle-aged waitresses began to serve the food.

After tasting a few casually, Bian Mu felt that this store was running quite well. If there are branches in other places, you can consider this store for future dinners.

Sanqiangzi was not polite. He grabbed his chopsticks and ate a few bites of beef crispy. He couldn't help but praise it repeatedly. He didn't mention a word about the IQ tax.

Bian Mu was about to discuss with San Qiangzi where to get a certificate to enter the bank to do business, when he heard the noise behind him and three or five men walked in, each with a loud voice, and the hotel was quiet like before. The peaceful atmosphere was suddenly broken.

Feeling a little disgusted, Bian Mu turned around and looked at the men.

They were all tall, short, fat and thin, and their hair was dyed in various colors. It seemed that these people should be from a special entertainment circle. Of course, they might just be a group of urban bastards.

"Hey! Sisters are so dashing! Come on! Add us on WeChat!" One of the shortest young men gently patted the shoulder of the pretty girl closest to him a few times, took out his mobile phone and started talking to each other. Scan to reserve contact information.

The other men began to sing for him.

Surprisingly, those men were actually very good at singing and had received professional training. Anyway, it was quite pleasant to Bian Mu's ears.

No one can underestimate the people in these two years.

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