Chapter 343 What Society Needs Is Talents Like You!

Although it may seem strange to say this,

But Abel feels that what he said just now is really the result of receiving an elite education since he was a child, excelling in his student days, studying hard at Harvard University, and finally getting double doctorates and entering Fiseld. He has already become famous in his thirties. I am in a high position and have a perfect life track...

The most incomprehensible words I have ever heard.

He knows information about almost every disease in at least three mainstream languages. He remembers the latest paper opinions released by the medical academic community this week. He understands the financial trends and future development of all institutions in the Asian medical field this year.

but,

What the hell is the Burning Legion and Saving the World? ?

Is this a unique Chinese way of chatting to express certain intentions?

So...as expected, my Chinese is still not good enough...

His face was confused for a second. Abel felt that he had not encountered this kind of situation for a long time since he became the top manager of Fiseld, but after thinking about it secretly, he still had a rough grasp of Fangran. The point in the (nonsense) words.

In short, he wants me to tactfully persuade him to leave the person who is causing trouble to him, right?

Then realizing this, Abel thought about all the people lined up outside the door.

emmm....

It seems that I am going to disappoint Mr. Fang on my first mission...

No, it can’t be!

There...ahem, that's not allowed!

The existence of that gentleman's granddaughter is kept very secret, and I barely know it at this level. As her lover, no, partner, and most likely the next heir, Mr. Fang, I must seize the opportunity to become her right-hand man!

"Okay, please leave it to me. Also, please lend me the vacant office next to you."

Abel saluted slightly, like a high-class nobleman, with the determination and confidence to rush to the battlefield.

Now that Mr. Fang is a little tired, he, who has a double degree in clinical and scientific research, will temporarily help the Sacred Heart Group diagnose and treat patients outside.

"Oh...you can do whatever you want...Daddy..."

Fangran rolled his eyes and said perfunctorily as he didn't want to think about anything.

It's obviously a rest day after a week of training in hell, so why do I feel more tired than training in the night game...

"By the way, Mr. Fang, this is my contact information. If you have any instructions, you can contact me at any time."

Abel turned around and walked out. Before leaving, he did not forget to leave his contact information for Fangran with a smile.

"Oh oh oh, I know."

Fangran looked at the outrageously exquisitely crafted card in his hand, with a shocked and solemn expression on his face.

I go!

This is your business card! ?

Are you sure you didn't bribe me with your membership card from some indescribable high-end club? ?

Then Abel explained the situation with a strong aura of superiority and impeccable conversation, and instantly guided all the wealthy people waiting in line outside to another office.

He also temporarily borrowed the white coat hanging on the hanger. He was originally a double doctor in the hospital and made full use of the characteristics of the white coat. Just sitting there gave people the impression that this must be an extremely outstanding doctor. Feel.

Then Abel, who was confident in diagnosing and treating various difficult and complicated diseases, heard his first patient's sorrow and vicissitudes, but finally caught him and said directly in the hope of relief:

"Doctor, do it."

Abel: "..."

move....

Do it! ? ! ? ! ?

...

...

Not to mention being mercilessly dumped by his new boss, he met Abel, who was in great confusion as the patient looked relieved and said, "Doctor, do it" as if he was begging for death.

At this moment, Fangran, who was leaning against the door and listening to the silence outside and everyone leaving, finally felt moved by guarding his precious fishing time with his own hands.

"Oh my God... I can finally sleep without an alarm..."

Fangran swallowed hard, his eyes glowed green, and he looked at it with hunger...

That couch in the corner.

"Guhehehe, no one will bother us anymore, you annoying little goblin~"

"My uncle is here!!!"

The white coat suddenly swung!

Throwing a cloak behind him, he pounced on the little white sheep like a big pervert, sprinted and took off like a superman, leaping over the distance of more than one meter from the desk to the sofa!

Pestled into the sofa.

Fangran shrank inward, covered his 'cloak', and rolled his eyes in his heart.

I can finally take a nap in the afternoon, and...

This time, if someone wakes him up after only half an hour of sleep, the baby will kill him! (Chopper warning)

Then just when Fangran closed her eyes, smelling sweet and ready to take a nap...

Ga~ (sound of pushing the door open)

.....(silence)

(Silence and long silence)

Dry! ! ! ! o(▼伶▼メ;)o

This time, I finally stopped letting people sleep for even half an hour! ?

who!

Fangran's brows twitched, his back teeth clenched, and like a cat with fried hair, he turned over on his waist. Yes, the flexibility of turning over on his waist came into play!

who is it! Come! Stand up and let me see!

It's a hot bastard who is anxious to be destroyed by the baby...

"It turns out that you are in a place like this. You still have a lot of official business and documents that have not been processed. Please go back quickly."

Su Lengyue had a cold face and no expression. She was wearing a professional outfit and black high-heeled shoes. She stood tall and coldly in front of the sofa.

Fangran: "..."

annihilate... annihilate... annihilate...

Cough cough cough...

This... you are lucky this time. The baby is suddenly not sleepy now and is in a better mood, so I reluctantly, reluctantly let you go this time.

Definitely...definitely not a coward!

Absolutely not!

(〃＞ dishes＜)?3??

snort! As long as I want, I can always...

"You have been delayed for at least three hours. Please go back and process the remaining documents as soon as possible."

Su Lengyue sighed helplessly with a headache, and looked at a temporary boss who suddenly shrank back in surprise the moment he saw her.

"oh."

Fang is a giant in his heart, but a dwarf in words.

Following the sexy iceberg female secretary in despair, trying not to look at her swaying back, she got on the elevator and returned to the boss's chair with three monitors in front of her.

Fangran looked at the document on the top of the table, 'Documents to be reviewed - About Sacred Heart Group's July financial statements and drug expense description with purchase list'...

A look of collapse.

He looked like he was about to cry and covered his face, feeling that the sadness was flowing into a river this time.

Don’t let anyone live anymore!

How many times do I have to tell you before you understand the fact that I haven’t stopped this summer!

From almost capsizing the boat to feeding fish in the Pacific Ocean, it’s okay to reach 3rd practice. It’s still within the scope of one’s abilities.

But tell me, how can this bunch of bastard reports be completed by a loser who has not yet entered society and has basically completed his sophomore year courses?

You guys are forcing men to lock themselves up! ! !(｀Д′)ノ

Fangran looked at the remaining thick pile of documents to be processed, reviewed, approved, and signed in front of him with a look of collapse and despair, as well as the data tables for reference on the monitor, the group's current asset curve chart, and property liquidation special various software.

Suddenly extremely strong...

I miss Gou Yu.

If Xiao or Zai were young, how could he have fallen into such a situation...

It was obvious that he had finally managed to get that handsome guy with the instant noodle head to help him fool those people who were waiting in line to get worried...

Um! ?

ait! Σ( x-on:)Σ(⊙▽⊙”

If I remember correctly...

The handsome foreign guy just now said he was from Fiseld...

The general person in charge of the medical field in Asia? ? ?

I go!

It seems to be a super powerful position. Is that handsome foreign guy with instant noodle hair so powerful just now? ?

Carefully, he took out the beautifully crafted business card from his pocket, which made Fangran wonder if it was gold-plated. He secretly glanced at Su Lengyue in the glass-walled room next to him.

Then he huddled behind the three large screens, took out his 'Brick' Nuojia, and quietly dialed the number.

The call was connected in almost seconds, and Abel's voice sounded dazed for some reason, as if he had encountered an unprecedented setback.

"Well...Mr. Fang...I..."

"Ahem...Don't talk about anything else. What, do you also run a hospital?"

Fangran lowered his voice and kept peeking in Su Lengyue's direction, fearing that his little moves would be discovered by Secretary Bingshan Leng.

Open a hospital?

Abel, who was slightly confused by this wording, was stunned for a second, and then thought about the more than 300 medical institutions Fiseld was responsible for supervising and managing in Asia, and nodded in affirmation:

"Well, generally speaking, that's right. Mr. Fang, do you have any questions?"

"Really!? Then do you know what this International Health Organization recommends to the Sacred Heart Group? How should I deal with it?!"

Fangran looked at him in confusion as he picked out the thinnest document from a pile of documents, with the title written on it and the approval and reply that he needed to fill out.

On the other side of the phone, Abel's slightly curious voice came:

"Mr. Fang, are you dealing with the affairs of the Sacred Heart Group?"

"For some reason..."

Fangran answered with a look of despair on his face, covered his face and said sadly:

"But the truth is, I don't understand any of this stuff at all."

But he quickly spoke with gleaming eyes, glanced at Su Lengyue again, and found that there was no movement, he lowered his voice and said quickly:

"Well, don't you also run a hospital? Come on, tell me how to fix these things!?"

Abel looked strange when he heard this.

Eh?

Don’t know how to handle transaction files?

The person who was entrusted with control of the entire Chinese industry by that gentleman...?

Although he was doubtful, Abel immediately realized that this was an excellent opportunity for him to perform. He immediately smiled slightly, with comfort and trustworthiness in his voice.

"I'm willing to share your worries, sir."

"If it's daily document processing, it's actually a very simple task."

Abel's confident and reliable voice rang on the phone, which made Fangran speechless and complaining about how easy it was. He felt like a scumbag in school who heard the natural voice of a top student giving a lecture!

"First of all, excluding official documents for the internal operation of the group, almost all external documents can simply use words such as 'We are very grateful for your suggestions, proposals, opinions or requests' or 'We will do this according to the content. We will conduct detailed analysis and research, actively consider the feasibility of your suggestions and requirements, and take action as soon as possible to solve the problem."

Abel's voice smiled slightly and spoke in a step-by-step explanation tone.

Fang Ran had a confused face and blank eyes.

"Um...these two sentences sound pretty good. Is there any difference?"

It seemed like I was back in the high school politics class again. I was listening to the politics teacher speaking Mandarin with a clear accent, but he couldn't understand the meaning. Fangran asked in confusion, and then he heard Abel smile slightly. the sound of.

"In Chinese language, the former means 'none of my business' and the latter means 'none of your business'."

Fangran: "..."

?(?_??) His eyes glowed in surprise! !

While being deeply shocked that Abel, who gave such an easy-to-understand explanation, is indeed a powerful person in a high position,

I feel like I have learned a new skill!

"As for the documents on the internal operations of the group, most of them are related to fund verification and department approval. They can be easily solved with simple calculations. However, rather than letting Mr. Fang handle it yourself, I have a better way."

Abel's voice is calm and gentle, and there is a strong sense of reliability of a successful person between the lines.

Fangran nodded quickly and said solemnly:

"Hmm, what can I do?"

Mom, thank God, there is finally a way. As long as I can quickly pack up these things, let the baby play two leagues and relax.

I can do anything except sell my body!

"Mr. Fang, you can leave these to me. I guarantee my personal reputation and as a member of Fiseld and your subordinate, and I will never disclose it."

Damn it!

yes! There is another way!

Although I am a poor student, I can find a substitute to take the exam!

(The student who had already taken the exam once had a sudden realization!)

It just so happened that the cold secretary sister also said that these were daily documents with no confidential content for me to practice on, so I could just pass the blame...ahem...entrust it to him!

"Yeah, okay, how can I leave it to you?"

Fangran covered the microphone, and this time he really stared at Su Lengyue's back through the blind spot like a thief, and spoke quickly in a low voice.

"Mr. Fang, you should have a personal computer there. Just send me the data files that need to be processed."

Savior!

Fangran was moved to tears. He quickly dug out the files that were full of data, then uploaded them and sent them to Abel, thinking so deeply in his heart.

He is worthy of being the general manager of the medical field in Asia, a successful man who sounds like he has a very impressive status.

A scumbag who didn't graduate from his sophomore year praised Abel, who graduated from Harvard and got two doctorates in scientific research and clinical practice. He was in a high position in his thirties and his whole life was as good as cheating.

Talent!

What society needs is people like you!

Handsome foreign guy, I like you!

Then Fangran nodded with satisfaction, looking at the workload that suddenly reduced by more than half, and the rest could be solved with "None of my business" and "None of your business", a lustful and erotic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. .

"Then I'll leave those to you. If I don't know how to do it, I'll call you and ask."

Fangran still peeked at Su Lengyue like a voyeur and a pervert, spoke quickly in a low voice, and then hung up the phone.

Little did he know that on the other side of the phone, Abel, who was in an office on the 23rd floor, looked at him with a look of disdain and suspicion and asked, "Why don't you know how to hypnotize me?" "Where is the magical old Chinese doctor who promised to fall asleep instantly?" and "I know foreign countries." It is simply impossible for people to understand the profoundness and profoundness of our traditional Chinese medicine and all kinds of heart-wrenching patients.

The confident smile just now froze on his face, and he looked at the hung up phone silently, with a look of doubt on science, as if he had heard that men would get pregnant.

Get rid of the words in your throat, 'Mr. Fang, I want to ask, this quick and effective way to treat insomnia is...'

He swallowed it silently.