"Boss, what did Qin Tang tell you?" Su Yun asked with his cell phone after he came out.

"I didn't say anything." Zheng Ren was surprised, "He gave me a receipt and the kind of fund that he paid."

"He said, people were waiting downstairs of the inpatient department to pick us up for dinner." Su Yun said: "Is Mr. Qin awakened?"

"It's possible. It's been nearly 20 hours since the operation, and there is no drowsiness or hallucination. On that side, you should know that the condition is getting better. Oh, by the way, Mr. Qin has given the slightest treatment and directly gave him 20 million euros." Zheng Ren smiled.

"20 million? It's so generous to take action."

"I guess I'm scared, I'm going to die, who can bear it?"

"I made an appointment with Lao Fan to eat skewers. Why do I want to have a meal with Lao Fan? It's so difficult? Shouldn't this group of children from Xiangjiang be arrogant and can only see their chins? What's the situation now?" Su Yun was a little helpless.

"Call him to go to the roadside to eat skewers, which is the skewers restaurant at the doorstep. It is close to home, so you can go back to bed after eating." Zheng Ren said.

"It's okay. Chang Yue took Heizi around at home and called out to have a meal together."

As he said that, Zheng Ren received a message from Xie Yiren, and the side was cleaned up and he could set off at any time.

Zheng Ren thought about it and Qin Tang was indeed a little annoyed.

"Let Qin Tang go, just say we are tired." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, I appreciate your temper very much." Su Yun smiled and said, "The rich people don't know how to curry favor with you, but you can just drive them away."

"It's inappropriate to take him to a street stall for dinner."

"Then I will tell him the address casually and let him go by himself." Su Yun said: "If you can find it, it will be fate."

"..." Zheng Ren felt that doing this was particularly bad, but he didn't think much about it.

Xie Yiren and Feng Xuhui were all in one car, calling Fan Tianshui, and the crowd returned to the barbecue restaurant next to the Palme d'Or to prepare for a midnight snack.

In the car, Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren talked about their experiences going to Xiangjiang in detail.

His way of telling stories is average, but Xie Yiren listened with relish. When talking about Song Mo's dysfunction, Xie Yiren's driving movements were obviously a bit distorted.

However, at this point in the imperial capital, the traffic was crowded and the speed was not enough, and nothing happened.

When I arrived at the barbecue stall, I parked the car and got off. It was like people who had eaten a meal but didn't have enough to drink it, and then wanted to eat skewers and have another meal.

Zheng Ren had a headache.

It would be fine if I just had a meal with Xie Yiren, Su Yun and Chang Yue. With Feng Xuhui, it seemed nothing.

But in addition to Fan Tianshui, Lao He and Lin Ge also followed.

There were more than 5 people during the meal, so Zheng Ren was unwilling to speak.

A faint social phobia is a disease and needs to be cured.

Chang Yue arrived early in the morning, and I don’t know how long I had been waiting in line, so I occupied a big table alone and waited quietly.

There was a person next to her discussing with her, probably to change the table or something.

Zheng Ren knew that 10 years ago, when there were fighting everywhere, she had some wine and had a quarrel with Chang Yue while drinking. I was afraid that she would suffer a little when she didn't come.

The current public security situation is indeed much better than before.

Several people walked over, and after seeing Fan Tianshui, the man left in shame.

"Boss! What wine do you have?" Su Yun sat at the table and shouted unscrupulously.

In such a large food stall, if the boss doesn't yell, he can't hear the sound at all.

"Drink less, there are other things tomorrow. Mr. Li has to report to Vice President Yuan. Today, for the operation, I said there are still some things to think about, so I ran out. Before the operation, there are some things we have to try to cooperate with." Zheng Ren said.

Linge sat down, and there was nothing he didn't get used to. He said with a smile: "Boss Zheng, do you know what Mr. Li is sick?"

"It should be no problem." Zheng Ren said: "The pathological tissue has been taken out by optical tweezers. The rest is puncture, and it would be great if there were related equipment."

As he said that, he looked up at Feng Xuhui and asked, "Xiao Feng, ask... forget it."

Feng Xuhui immediately said: "What equipment? Mr. Zheng?"

"You probably don't have the puncture needle with a microscope."

Su Yun ordered wine and just heard Zheng Ren talk about this, and said, "There seems to be a customized guide wire on the Swedish side. Boss, aren't you going to give it a try?"

Technology...patent...and also needs to contact Changfeng. Zheng Ren felt very annoying when he thought about it.

Changfeng was not opened by itself, so why bother?

He smiled and stopped talking.

Su Yun knew that Zheng Ren was annoyed. For a surgical dog, this kind of business work was difficult at SS level.

"Xiao Feng, go back and ask you Ma Quan if you want to have a breakthrough in technology. If you have this spirit, next time Dr. Olsen asks the boss what he wants to do, find an opportunity to ask if you can buy that kind of technology."

"Okay!" Feng Xuhui also knew that the quality of his products could not be compared with that of large multinational companies such as Lanke.

This is the main product, so don’t mention technical reserves.

Boss Zheng's surgery became more and more high-end, and he was also a little worried.

However, a little bit of sorrow soon disappeared. As Budweiser Jinzun brought up boxes of boxes, the atmosphere suddenly became warm.

The guy is less than 20 years old and has a tall figure, but he is very strong, so it is not too difficult to carry three boxes of beer per person.

Seeing Su Yun and his friends drinking wine, Zheng Ren suddenly felt so lonely.

The more people there are, the more lonely you feel.

Just as I was thinking, my hand on my knee suddenly felt a warmth and softness.

Xie Yiren knew Zheng Ren's emotions, held his hand and gently pinched it.

Turning back, I saw my eyes bright, like a sea of ​​stars seen in the desert.

The loneliness that spreads in Zheng Ren's heart was instantly dispelled, warm, peaceful and joyful.

The two of them didn't say anything, but their fingers were linked together, feeling each other's body temperature and pulse, as if they had entered a small world with only two people.

"Old Fan, why don't you leave?" Su Yun carried a bottle of beer and collided with Fan Tianshui's wine bottle. The crisp sound of glass colliding was so loud.

"Why are you going to find a job here? Is there any more to go back to Haicheng?"

Fan Tianshui "poured" a bottle of beer into his mouth, and the speed was actually a few points faster than Su Yun.

I wiped the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand, took out two bottles of beer, and gently flicked my fingers on the bottle cap, and the beer was opened.

"Old Fan, you don't need chopsticks or teeth to put on the bottle cap. It looks very handsome." Su Yun took the beer handed over by Fan Tianshui and said with a smile.

Fan Tianshui just smiled foolishly and basically didn't speak.

"Boss, Chang Yue, I'll take a question for you. Xiao Feng, Lao He, don't be distracted. If you can't answer it, be more conscious and just blow one." Su Yun took the beer bottle and slapped on the table, thumping it.

"What?" Zheng Ren held Xie Yiren's hand, his smile on his face was sweet, and the dog food was sprinkled from the operating room to the skewer shop.
Chapter completed!