Practicing business and practicing medicine

On the top floor of the library of "Liu Shunrong" Pharmaceutical Company, in the single dormitory area.

At 7:30 in the evening, Bian Mu was making bone soup in a casserole when Tao Wenjie opened the door and walked in.

Breathing slightly, Tao Wenjie exclaimed with a slightly exaggerated expression: "Wow! What kind of soup is this? Five-finger peach? Or chicken bone grass? Is there also licorice? There must be jujubes, it is really delicious today. !”

"Okay! I didn't add the five-finger peach. The licorice has special properties. Under normal circumstances, use it with caution! The monarch medicine: chicken bone grass; the ministerial medicine: dried ginger; there is no adjuvant. The jujube is used as the base medicine. It smells very fragrant. I made this stew for a friend. It’s a bit liver-depressing. Try it!” As he spoke, Bian Mu used a small spoon to scoop out a small bowl for Tao Wenjie.

Taking the bowl in her hand, Tao Wenjie took a few breaths of cool air and took a sip.

"Hmm... I really didn't realize it. You're quite good at picking ribs. It's so delicious! You really have a taste for it! My nanny is hired at a high price. She's far worse than you in stewing! No wonder they praise you as a little miracle doctor. He can make any medicinal meal with such precision. It seems that he has become a habit. It is a pity that such an excellent doctor is delayed in a pharmaceutical company!" Tao Wenjie smiled and praised a few words.

By talking with Assistant Zhang, Bian Mu got to know Tao Wenjie better.

In Bian Mu's view, due to Shi Shi's scheming, he was no match for the beautiful woman in front of him, so he chose not to follow her words and chat casually.

"Haha... I have to deliver the rice to her later. There is egg fried rice on the table, let's eat some together!" As he spoke, Bian Mu turned off the gas stove switch and opened the lid of the casserole pot half way. Dissipate heat.

"Ouch! What kind of friend are you? With such a high salary, is it a gentleman or a female VIP?" Tao Wenjie asked with a smile.

"When I was at a low point in my life, people helped me several times, but this little help means nothing." As he spoke, Bian Mu took out a few dishes from the makeshift cabinet and placed them on the small dining table.

The crystal beef was thinly sliced ​​into a full plate, and some vermicelli, dried tofu, and two cucumbers were added. There was also a plate of spiced peanuts bought on the street. Bian Mu had something to do, so dinner was naturally prepared simply.

"You can just call me and say hello if you have anything to do. It's so polite to prepare such a sumptuous meal in a hurry! Then I'll eat first!" After that, Tao Wenjie smiled and filled up a bowl of egg fried rice and ate it with relish. stand up.

For many days, Bian Mu did not directly cancel Tao Wenjie's "dinner treatment" as he said. He always asked her to finish dinner before he prepared the meal and sent it to Assistant Zhang.

There were too many chores today and not enough time, so he hastily prepared three dishes and an egg fried rice.

Bian Mu is kind-hearted after all.

Talking and laughing, Bian Mu prepared a rice pail and two lunch boxes and put them into a large plastic bag. After saying hello, he went downstairs and drove straight to Assistant Zhang's residence.

…

First, he took Assistant Zhang’s pulse.

"Well... there is progress! Remember! Try to fall asleep normally before 11:30 at night. You eat first, and I will go back to study the stock. It seems to have started to rise recently."

"Is it the 'Qingchi Pharmaceutical'?" Assistant Zhang asked casually while drinking soup.

"Yes!" As he spoke, Bian Mu picked up a set of washed tableware from the kitchen and prepared to leave.

In recent days, Bian Mu has been delivering meals to Assistant Zhang alternately with two sets of utensils.

Although she didn't say anything, Assistant Zhang was actually very touched in her heart. In her opinion, even her biological parents had never taken such caring care of her when she grew up.

"Then...should I buy some too?"

"It's okay to buy less."

"Then buy 100 lots first?"

"I think it will work." Bian Mu responded with a smile, and washed a few apples for Assistant Zhang.

"Listening to your tone, you seem to be getting better and better at stock trading now?"

"How is that possible? Aren't all the conditions coupled there? If I change to another stock, I will never touch it."

"Coupling? What do you mean?"

"In layman's terms, coupling is the degree to which various parts of a system are related to and influence each other. We might as well shrink 'Qingchi Pharmaceutical' into a relatively independent small system. This thing requires full use of mathematical abstraction capabilities. When the degree of coupling between the various parts that affect the rise and fall of stock prices is high, the various operating behaviors of the stock market will become more closely interrelated and more compact. Of course, they will also become more complex and difficult to control. On the contrary, when the various factors When the coupling degree between them is low, the stock market behavior will become more relatively independent. However, at this time, it is easy to cause the overall operability of the stock to deteriorate. As for me, I do the opposite, and the probability of mistakes suddenly decreases. It has been reduced to less than 10%. Doesn’t the price limit limit stipulate that the upper and lower limits are 10%? From a mathematical point of view, I have almost no risk, so I am ready to continue to add positions!" Bian Mu patiently explained more A few words.

Assistant Zhang is a very smart woman, and she understood at least 70% of the "weird talks" Bian Mu said.

"Good guy! You are doing 'digital' stock trading! Then I'll add 200 lots."

"Don't! The probability of the stock market is too high. We small fish and shrimps can't bear the relevant risks. The maximum is 100 lots, no more."

"I didn't fully understand what you just said. Please talk to me carefully some other time when you have time."

"Okay! I'm back!" After saying that, he waved to Assistant Zhang and went downstairs.

Putting down the chopsticks in his hands, Assistant Zhang walked to the window and watched Bian Mu's hurried figure disappear into the shadow of the street lamp. She still stood there without moving.

Tonight, Assistant Zhang seems to be a little confused...

…

After getting off the van and preparing to go upstairs, Bian Mu's cell phone rang.

Senior sister Mu Shiye called.

"Is it convenient to talk now?" Mu Shiye asked softly on the other end of the phone.

"It's downstairs in the dormitory, convenient!"

"Chen Yurong has been transferred to the No. 7 Hospital of the City. Did you hear that?"

"Xiao Liu told me several times, it's the one in the pharmacy."

"She made a special trip to talk to me yesterday. She said she planned to transfer me there and make me responsible for a department in one to three years. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Bian Mu did not reply immediately and was silent for a moment.

It can be heard that senior sister Mu Shiye is tempted.

In any case, she is the kind of character who seeks stability. The Seventh People's Hospital of the city is a serious third-level B public hospital. Although it is one level behind the third-level A, I heard that the actual benefits there are quite good. .

"It depends on what she tells you specifically. You have to know that she is just an executive in an independent department there, not even the deputy dean! In one to three years, she can ensure that she will be promoted to the first deputy dean. Level?" Bian Mu responded with a few words based on his own understanding.

"Otherwise I would be hesitant... She also said that she could help my son contact a decent school, and she would help with things like student status."

"She is quite discerning. Did you tell me? How long will it take to reply to her at the latest?" Bian Mu asked on the phone.

"As soon as possible, you also know that it is extremely difficult to get a formal establishment in a public hospital. Thanks to you and Dr. Liao, I got a deputy senior professional title for me. Otherwise, even if I successfully transferred, it would be just a job. Temporary staff!”

"Oh... this has stumped us, let's just leave it like this! With our experience, we are not able to judge this matter at all. I do know some people here. I will make a few calls early tomorrow morning to ask. Ask, this means that those little tricks Dean Wen did in private are working."

"I'm so sorry! I might have made Dean Wen's work in vain."

"How can it be! The ultimate goal is for you to develop better! I'm with Dean Wen, don't worry about him! It's getting late, you should go to bed early, I have to think about this matter carefully."

"Okay! Good night!" After saying that, Mu Shiye hung up the phone.