Practicing business and practicing medicine

It’s been a while since I successfully obtained the deputy senior professional title. I haven’t seen him for a long time. Mu Shiye looks pretty good and looks several years younger.

"The deputy high school has already got it. You know, in our hospital, Zheng Gao will never think about it again in his life! I am considering finding a school for my son in Lijin. Before, I didn't think about it. It's not yours. You have taken root there! I just want to change the environment for my children, what do you think?"

"This...'Huikang' is not a big problem. On the one hand, your medical skills are kept there, so there should be no problem; secondly, I seem to be able to talk to the new dean about the job transfer. It shouldn't be a big problem." After thinking for a while, Bian Mu replied.

"What does it seem to mean?"

"He has a useless nephew, the kind of bad guy who enjoys blowing up the streets. It's funny to say that the kid was injured by a bird of prey. Dr. Liao asked me to go over and help treat him. Speaking of which, The new director owes me a favor." As he spoke, Bian Mu briefly introduced how he treated the nephew of the new male director of "Huikang" Hospital.

"Then why are you hesitating? Tell me!" After listening to Bian Mu's story, Mu Shiye's eyes suddenly lit up and he urged her urgently.

"Haha...meaning you go there first and then find a school for your son?"

"Hey! Look at my brain. We don't have a registered residence there, so the district regulations restrict us. Then...can you help your child find a suitable school?"

"Me?! We don't have that kind of relationship at the moment, but I can help you make some inquiries. To be on the safe side, let's put the children's schooling into practice first, and then find a way to transfer to 'Huikang', what do you think!" "

"Okay! That's it, you have to get some snacks!"

"Just do your best! Don't raise your expectations too high! By the way, I want to say hello to you. Guan Yuelin is almost fine. There is no point in staying here any longer. Let's go through the discharge procedures for him next week!"

"Okay! By the way, he gave me an iPhone, but I didn't want it!"

"His background is quite complicated. Don't be wrong. I owe you a favor for him. After he returns to the city, you should not have any contact with him." Bian Mu seemed to realize something and specifically warned Senior Sister Mu a few times. sentence.

"What's so ungrateful? That's nonsense! Should I send him away tomorrow morning?"

"Okay! It's settled. He has the aura of a businessman about him. He must express his gratitude before leaving. Why don't you avoid it and just sign the discharge form and let other colleagues see him off? In case Assistant Zhang If there is any indication over there, you can accept it with confidence, she is one of our own."

"I know! Come to my house for lunch!"

"No! My mother is going to make some dumplings. I have to ask Xiaoyue how she is doing with her homework. I will treat you when you are officially transferred to the city."

"Okay! Also, please help me keep an eye on the rental housing. We are not particular about it. The rent should be as cheap as possible."

"This matter is easy to handle. Everything has been explained clearly. Then I'm going to buy groceries!"

"Let's go now! Why don't you worry about your children going to school?"

"Yeah! Let's talk later!" After that, Bian Mu went to the nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables.

…

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when she came out of the house. Before going out, Bian Mu quietly gave Bian Yue a thousand yuan and told her to save some money.

Mom brought a lunch box full of dumplings for Lao Ge and his wife. Bian Mu carried it in her hand and went to the small shop run by Lao Ge.

The meal has passed, and Lao Ge and his wife are preparing to close the stall.

"Uncle Ge! The dumplings are still hot! How many bites can you take while they're still hot?" As he spoke, Bian Mu handed the disposable lunch box to Aunt Ge.

"Hey! It's stuffed with mutton! Lao Ge loves it the most! I'm going to get some vinegar! Let's talk!" After that, Aunt Ge turned around and entered the store with the lunch box.

"Uncle Ge! Is business okay? Do you have some savings on hand?" Bian Mu asked in a low voice when he saw that there was no one around.

"Come on! Do you have any suggestions?" Lao Ge responded with a smile.

"You should have almost enough money. Why don't you wait until the college entrance examination is over and rent a stall in the market? In one month, it will be at least three to five times your current income!"

Sometimes, men who have some skills often reach a tacit understanding. It doesn't need to be said in detail, and it's fine to just stick to the point.

Hearing this, Lao Ge smiled slightly.

"Forget it! The consumption level over there is also high! The income-expense ratio may not be cost-effective, so just wait! You have to get a smaller house there anyway!"

"Then... our two families will work together and pay the down payment together."

"Okay! But... the housing prices over there are so high, how long will our family have to save!"

Bian Mu's meaning is very clear. Hasn't Lao Ge always guarded Lao Bian's family with all his heart? Then let's buy a house there together, and Lao Ge's longing for repaying his gratitude will come to an end.

Lao Ge naturally understood it as soon as he heard it, and responded with a few words with a smile, which was considered to be an "agreement" with Bian Mu.

"Hurry over and have a few bites. I have something to do over there, so I'm going back to the city."

"It's not easy to be alone outside, so be careful!"

"That's easy! Let's go!" After saying that, Bian Mu waved to Lao Ge and walked quickly towards the long-distance station.

With a master like Lao Ge guarding the Bian family, Bian Mu naturally feels at ease.

…

This morning, at around nine o'clock, Bian Mu had successfully completed all his business and was squatting on the ground scrubbing the motorcycle when his cell phone rang.

The phone number of the Three Strongmen.

"Is it convenient now? Let's go see Sima Kui?"

"Okay! I'll contact the bank and ask them to help us make an appointment with the notary department." Bian Mu responded on the other end of the phone.

"Okay! Let's go our separate ways then! I guess I'll be there first, just in time to prepare some tea for you." The Three Strongmen responded on the phone.

"OK!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

…

"Sunset Red" nursing home, bungalow ward, the third ward from the east end of the last row.

Three staff members came from the bank, two women and one man, with an average age of about thirty. Two staff members came from the notary department, one man and one woman. The man was in his early forties and the woman was very young, only in her twenties. He looks like five or six years old.

The man in a suit at the bank who had practiced boxing for several years knew very well that Bian Mu and Sanqiangzi were not ordinary people. He intended to become friends with the two of them, and specifically asked their boss to arrange for three colleagues who were easy to talk to to handle related business. , he was also contacted by his friend at the notary office. Speaking of which, it was a small favor to the two of them.

The three hadrons acted as translators, and the relevant procedures went smoothly...

…

By the time all the formalities were completed, it was already past eleven-thirty. Bian Mu was polite and prepared to invite the five distinguished guests to a decent restaurant for a meal.

The three people from the bank smiled and declined, and the two people from the notary office also declined the banquet initiated by Bian Mu.

Without much insistence, Bian Muke politely sent the five distinguished guests out. He waited for the two official cars to drive away before he took out his cell phone and made a thank-you call to the man in a suit who had practiced boxing for several years.

"Ahem! It's just normal business! It's the same with other customers. Don't be so polite. I'll just ask them later." On the phone, the man in a suit who had practiced boxing for several years was very good at talking.

"I owe you a favor. We'll treat you later!"

"Okay! I'm not polite to you. If Brother Qiangzi has some farm music or something, that would be the best."

"Okay! I'll ask him later and let him organize it properly."

"It's easy to say anything to my own people."

"Then get busy first and contact me later."

"OK! Bye!" After saying that, the man in the suit hung up the phone.