169: C169 Student

C169 Student

"What a pity!"

Elder Chen sighed endlessly after hearing about how Huang Fuzhi treated a case of trembling, then sighed.

"No wonder I was able to teach a monstrous genius like you, your teacher's medical skills really caught my eye. I didn't think that there would be such a person like you in the mountains and plains. I can only sigh at the heartlessness of time."

His master's death had always been a thorn in his heart. Although there was no direct evidence, he still felt that Huang Fuzhi's accidental death must have something to do with the Zhang Family. He must find out about this matter!

"It's getting late, I'll be taking my leave first. When the medicine factory in the middle is completed, you can come and cut some decorations."

When the matter of Yanjing was mentioned, Ye Mo's heart was somewhat agitated. Seeing that the sky had turned dark, he proposed to take his leave.

Ye Mo didn't expect Elder Chen to be talking for hours. The two of them were so interested in talking that they drank so much tea and didn't even go to the toilet.

"My god, it seems like I worked overtime with you."

Hearing Ye Mo's words, Elder Chen turned around and looked out of the window. Sure enough, the sky had already darkened.

"Go on, as long as you persist with your determination. If there are any problems, we old guys will bear the burden for you!"

Ye Mo smiled. His heart was stirred up, and he became even more determined. He could not disappoint the expectations of these seniors.

"Mr. Elder Chen, then we will take our leave."

Han Mao had been sitting beside him. Seeing that Ye Mo had stood up, he also stood up and bowed.

"Slow down on the road, I will send the materials over to Little Cao."

Elder Chen instructed with a smile.

Han Mao walked up and opened the door for Ye Mo.

"Oh yeah, Lil 'Ye, as for my student, just show him your name card and he'll trust you."

Before he left, Elder Chen gave another instruction.

Han Mao's eyes lit up slightly and bowed slightly. Before he left, he gently closed the door to Elder Chen's office.

Even after they got back to the car, Ye Mo was still confused. He didn't know what Elder Chen wanted to express, so he started the car and drove away from the provincial hospital.

In the car, Ye Mo looked at the business card that Elder Chen handed over and was about to throw it into the medical case. Han Mao, who was driving, saw Ye Mo's actions through the rearview mirror and hurriedly said.

"Director Ye, Mr. Elder Chen is right. You'd better make this call."

"Oh?"

Han Mao's words piqued Ye Mo's interest. After thinking for a while, he asked.

"Tell me, what is the purpose of that man we met today?"

Ye Mo pondered for a while, then decided that the problem lay with the seemingly simple and honest middle-aged man. Thinking about it, there was probably something that the middle-aged man could do to help him.

"Hehe, Director Ye, you have a good opinion. You definitely won't be able to guess the identity of this forty-year-old guy. I was also shocked when I recognized him at the elevator, I didn't expect this to be such a coincidence!"

Han Mao sighed as he said this.

"Who is he?"

Ye Mo's interest was piqued and he asked.

"Director Ye, he is Yue Zhibo!"

Han Mao answered.

"Yue Zhibo?"

He had already seen this name at the Taihua Street realm before.

"The Deputy Director of the High-Tech Industry Development Zone Region Committee?"

Ye Mo still found it hard to believe. This was really a coincidence that a child came to his mother when he was hungry and a pillow when he wanted to sleep.

"That's him, I definitely won't admit it wrong, don't look at his simple and honest face, he's a ruthless man, he went from a powerless civilian in the health care department to the orthodox level, it's a pity he broke down on the high technology district, no one would have thought that this place turned into a deep pit, he didn't jump out for years."

Han Mao explained with a hint of humour in his tone. If White Sun City became another provincial city besides Chinatown, then a deputy hall official from a high and new district might even pop out based on their mother's wealth. Unfortunately, all of this was for naught.

"Looks like I really have to make a trip."

Ye Mo shook his head helplessly.

If he did not know how to make use of this opportunity to establish a relationship with him, then he would truly be a fool. Yue Zhibo could not use his power to give him a green light, but once there was a friendship, the matter of Central TV's starting at High-Tech Industry Development Zone would definitely be less obstructing.

"You can be a person with a lot of troubles."

No longer discussing business, Han Mao returned to his usual self and flattered Lee Yonghai without leaving any trace.

"There's no rush. I've been tired for the whole day. Let's have some luxury. I'll treat you to a meal."

Ye Mo leaned against the window and laughed.

"Thank you, boss!"

Han Mao chuckled and the throttle became even heavier.

"I heard that there's a place in Sinochem where Southern cuisine is made very well. What's called a taste perception?"

Ye Mo asked as he looked at the Chinese night scenery.

"Director Ye, that place is expensive …"

Han Mao was stunned.

"What's wrong? Do you think I'll be short of a meal from you?"

Ye Mo laughed lightly. Han Mao was a very interesting person and was very picky with his sense of propriety.

"Thank you, boss!"

Han Mao's expression was joyful as he drove the car towards the direction of the Monastery.

About ten minutes later, Han Mao parked the car in front of an elegantly decorated restaurant with a southern style.

This restaurant only had six floors. Compared to the surrounding buildings, which had tens of floors and 20 floors, it seemed very thin.

However, perhaps it is this slender achievement of the sense of taste, in this tall building in the prosperous urban areas of China formed a unique land.

"The person who designed this restaurant is really amazing."

After getting off the car, Ye Mo took a look at the appearance of the Monastery and sighed.

"That's right, it should be the work of a reputable expert."0

Han Mao took the suitcase from Ye Mo and nodded in agreement.

"You even know this?"

Ye Mo raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Director Ye, I don't know anything about this. It's just that I've seen a lot of buildings that have been renovated by experts when I was collecting stuff with Boss Li. This restaurant is considered a scout in commercial buildings."

Han Mao quickly waved his hand and said when he saw that the big boss was interested.

"If that's the case, then let's go."

Ye Mo waved his hand.

However, there was something else in his mind. In the future, it would be best for the company to find an expert who was proficient in this field.

As the two walked to the door of the Monastery, a doorman, who was dressed like a Daoist child, immediately opened the door for them.

Ye Mo handed over a red note without leaving a trace. The doorman's face lit up as he received it with a more sincere smile, inviting the two into the room.

Upon entering the door, one could see a thread hanging on the beam — it was the third level of information and had been tempted three times.

His calligraphy style was as smooth as a dragon, and the words he used to write a wild grass book made him seem very free and uninhibited.

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