"I heard that the snow in Yanjing last night was very heavy, it was really heavy..."

Fang Haoyang stood on the escalator and looked at the white area outside, and there were many people cleaning the snow on the tarmac.

"It snowed all night last night."

Zhang Xiaoquan wore a thick coat, wrapped himself tightly, with a hat that protected his ears on his head and a scarf around his neck.

"I said to Director Fang, if you don't want to get off the plane, don't block the way."

Mr. Zhang is a very casual young man and a rich second generation. He doesn’t care about others’ opinions about him or his image. Although he is also wearing high-end brand names, such nameplate clothing can always be worn to look like an alternative.

"I'll see your face if you don't get off the plane?"

Fang Haoyang replied angrily, in order to take a private plane, Director Fang felt quite uncomfortable along the way.

It was snowing heavily last night, and all flights to Yanjing have been cancelled today. Director Fang does not want to take the high-speed rail, so there is no direct route from Jiangzhong to Yanjing, and he still has to transfer.

Just as Mr. Zhang had a private plane, Director Fang tricked him into it.

Well, that's right, it's a fool.

Mr. Zhang is a very free person. He usually wants to calculate one place. Yesterday, he went to the emergency department to be a volunteer.

Before Fang Han was present, Zhang Dashao felt that the emergency department was less fun. He went to the emergency department of Jiang Intermediate People's Hospital to be a volunteer, just for Fang Han. If Fang Han was not present, it would be boring.

Then Zhang Dashao heard that Long Yaxin also went to Yanjing, so he had the idea of ​​going to Yanjing.

It just so happened that Director Fang was planning to go to Yanjing to do something, so Young Master Zhang was fooled.

The Zhang family has its own private jet and a special apron. Yanjing Airport is closed and flight suspension has no impact on Mr. Zhang.

Of course, this plane was caught, but Mr. Zhang had no respect for Director Fang, and Director Fang was too idle. Every time he talked to Mr. Zhang, he was very proud of him.

Mr. Zhang is not targeting anyone.

In Zhang Dashao's eyes, except for his master, other doctors are all garbage...

Not to mention Fang Haoyang, even Xu Jinbo, the president of Jiang Intermediate People's Court, was too lazy to pinch it with your eyes.

What Mr. Zhang admired was not who had high medical skills, but who had deep skills.

In layman's terms, if you want to be attracted by Mr. Zhang, you must first beat Mr. Zhang down. The heavier the beating, the more you value Mr. Zhang.

If you pay someone to beat him, Mr. Zhang is definitely a very creative second generation.

"I said you didn't go back from Yanjing a few days ago, why are you here again?"

Mr. Zhang looked at Fang Haoyang strangely. Fang Haoyang returned to Yanjing for only about a week at most, right?

"Is there anything wrong with me?"

Fang Haoyang was too lazy to deal with Zhang Xiaoquan, and had a few dealings with Zhang Xiaoquan. Fang Haoyang also knew that Zhang Xiaoquan was indeed a bit arrogant, but he did not hold grudges casually and did not bully the weak casually. Although he was a little unfaithful, he was very loyal.

It's quite chivalrous.

Therefore, Fang Haoyang is not afraid of Zhang Xiaoquan holding grudges, Zhang Xiaoquan is not polite, and Director Fang is not a lickering person.

"You won't go to Yanjing Hospital?"

Zhang Xiaoquan asked.

"Don't go." Fang Haoyang shook his head.

“Huh…”

Zhang Xiaoquan was a little surprised: "Aren't you here in Yanjing to find my master?"

"Your master is not a beauty, why should I ask your master for?" Fang Haoyang rolled his eyes.

"cut!"

Zhang Xiaoquan said contemptuously: "Don't think I don't know. You are afraid that my master will be poached by others all day long..."

Fang Haoyang suddenly turned around, his face filled with evil spirits. Who said this? Is he not wanting to get through or what?

"Li Xiaofei?"

"Jiang Feng?"

For a moment, several people's names passed through Director Fang's mind. It seemed that after returning, they would give these bastards a little color. For Fang Han's sake, Director Fang felt that he was really too kind to some people in the bone injury division.

Is this kind of rumor that dares to spread. Is the director of the department shameless?

"Don't glare at me!"

Zhang Xiaoquan was not afraid of Fang Haoyang at all, and said relaxedly: "You can't beat me. Because you are the leader of my master, you don't care about you. By the way, it's time to cherish some of my master's powerful people."

Fang Haoyang is so depressed.

In the emergency department of Jiang Intermediate People's Hospital, who is not afraid of him when he sees him, but in front of Zhang Xiaoquan, Director Fang was really helpless.

Just fight, I can't beat it.

It's not even better than the backstage.

If you have money, you can't compare to it...

Director Fang's eyes rolled and he snorted: "I can't beat you. Do you believe it or not and I will tell Fang Han that you will not be allowed to enter the emergency department of Jiang Intermediate People's Hospital in the future."

"Director Fang, what you said..."

Zhang Xiaoquan immediately surrendered, Yaya, Fang's surname is really capable.

In theory, the emergency department is not something Fang Haoyang said that he would not enter if he did not allow him to enter. The patients have not yet gone to see a doctor?

But Zhang Xiaoquan knew his master's character. If Fang Haoyang really explained, his master would probably not let him in...

The most important thing is that this master is still his wishful thinking.

"Mr. Zhang!"

As he spoke, Fang Haoyang and Zhang Xiaoquan walked down the escalator all the way. There was a black Land Rover Range Rover waiting underneath. A young man in a suit stood by the car, polite and respectful.

Although the headquarters of Binjiang Group is in Jiangzhong, Yanjing is the capital after all. Binjiang Group still has its own branch and office building in Yanjing. When Zhang Dashao came to Yanjing, he took his own private jet, his own tarmac, and his own private car to pick up people.

"Why did you drive such a broken car!"

Zhang Xiaoquan glanced at him with contempt. To be honest, he doesn't like this Range Rover model.

Although Mr. Zhang likes fighting, he doesn’t like racing cars. If it is a car, he still thinks that cars are more beautiful.

Fang Haoyang looked to the side, not wanting to see Zhang Xiaoquan being proud. Zhang Xiaoquan said that the nearly 2 million Land Rover was called a broken car by Zhang Xiaoquan, and his psychological shadow was huge. Director Fang was only driving a Passat of about 200,000.

The young man in charge of picking up the person was immediately frightened and sweated in a cold sweat. He hurriedly explained: "Mr. Zhang, it was very snow yesterday. The snow in many places has not been cleared yet, and some places have frozen. It is safer to go on the road."

"Okay, I'll just talk about it."

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoquan opened the car door and got into the car, and then greeted Fang Haoyang: "Director Fang, don't you let me go for a while?"

Fang Haoyang turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaoquan with anger: "Then do you think it's appropriate to throw me here?"

Yanjing is a place that is worth every inch of land. Even if Binjiang Group wants to build a private apron in Yanjing, it is in the suburbs. This place is relatively remote, and it is easy to take a taxi, let alone blocking the road due to heavy snow.

"Aren't I asking you?"

Zhang Xiaoquan had a toothache, and the man surnamed Fang was still starting to be arrogant.

Fang Haoyang didn't say much, and put his greeting in the trunk and got on the co-pilot.

When both of them got into the car, the young man got into the driver's seat and drove towards the city.

"Director Fang, where are you going if you don't go to Yanjing Hospital? I'll send you directly?"

"Eighth Hospital!" Fang Haoyang leaned against his seat and said an address.

This time Fang Haoyang came to Yanjing not to visit Fang Han, but an old classmate of his was hospitalized. He came to visit him. Of course, he could go to see Fang Han by the time he was there. Fang Han had continuous operations a few days ago, and Director Fang was still a little puzzled.

"The Eighth Hospital." Zhang Xiaoquan explained, leaning against his seat, then picked up his headphones and listened to the song comfortably.

I don’t know how long it took, but Fang Haoyang had a sleep before the car stopped at the gate of the Eighth Hospital.

"Director Fang, we're here." The driver was very polite.

Fang Haoyang opened his eyes, looked out the window, then opened his mouth, opened the car door and got out, and waved to Zhang Xiaoquan: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

"Director Fang is polite. People often say that they will send people to the end. I can't send half of it to the west, so I won't give it half of it, it's better to give it."

"hehe!"

Fang Haoyang laughed at Zhang Xiaoquan, then took the salute and walked towards the hospital.

"Mr. Zhang, are we going to the company or?" the driver asked Zhang Xiaoquan.

"Don't worry, I'll call first."

As he said that, Zhang Xiaoquan took out his cell phone, found Long Yaxin's phone and dialed it. Fang Han should be at work now, and I don't know what Sister Long is doing now.

The phone number was dialed, but no one answered it for a long time.

Zhang Xiaoquan called several times, but no one kept waiting until the time came before hanging up.

Just when Zhang Xiaoquan was about to give up, someone finally answered the phone, but there was a male voice on the phone: "Hey, hello, I'm Wang Ze..."

"Wang Ze, what the hell, isn't this Long Yaxin's cell phone?" Zhang Xiaoquan's voice was a little rude.
To be continued...