Forced to be involved, the cannon fodder female supporting role has won a lot of money in the era

Chapter 64

While Jiang Chunyu was working, he was also looking at the environment in the clinic. There were three rooms, one of which was Dr. Chen's office. There were two beds in the other two rooms.

The narrow corridor can accommodate two people walking side by side, and the lower end of the white walls is painted with a layer of light blue paint.

Directly opposite the door is the pharmacy, where Jiang Chunyu works. However, in order to prevent the indoor medicinal materials from becoming damp, there are two large windows at the front and back, so that sunlight can shine in from any angle.

"Is this the new guy?"

Jiang Chunyu turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a gray tunic suit and brown square frames. However, he did not look at all polite, but instead had a hearty smile.

When Dr. Chen heard the voice, he quickly stood up and asked, "Director, why are you here?"

"This little comrade is very popular in our factory. She is a legend wherever she goes."

He Changhai smiled brightly, "I heard that he is very accurate in diagnosing doctors and is also good at memorizing the names of medicines."

"We have such a powerful person in our factory. As the factory director, I have to come and see him."

Dr. Chen praised him without hesitation, "Comrade Xiao Jiang is really good, and the crooked melons and jujubes before can't even compare."

He Changhai was born in the military and was not tired of the twists and turns of an intellectual.

"I'm not telling you, Lao Chen, you're still in trouble."

He turned to look at Jiang Chunyu again and encouraged, "Comrade Jiang, right? Work hard and see if Old Chen praises you to the heavens!"

Jiang Chunyu immediately straightened his back and assured loudly, "Don't worry, factory director, I will definitely do a good job in getting the medicine."

He Changhai nodded with satisfaction. You must know that some of the people who came to the clinic before graduated from the Workers', Peasants and Soldiers' University. Unfortunately, they went to school in vain and couldn't even tell the difference between platycodon and American ginseng.

He happened to have something to see Dr. Chen today, and he happened to see the rumored 'celebrity'.

"Old Chen has something that I want to talk to you about."

Jiang Chunyu took the initiative to exit the office. Thinking of He Changhai's sallow complexion, he lost all energy.

She turned around and went to the pharmacy to get poria, licorice, chrysanthemum, and tangerine peel, put them in a casserole for cooking medicine, and soak them in boiling water for three to five minutes.

knock knock --

"Come in."

Jiang Chunyu held a large bowl of yellow water and placed it in front of He Changhai.

"Director, this is chrysanthemum, tangerine peel and licorice tea, suitable for people who stay up late."

Dr. Chen leaned over and took a look, muttering angrily, "You're getting an advantage."

He Changhai lowered his eyes and looked at the bowl of tea, "This little girl seems to be really capable? Can I drink this? Am I not feeling uncomfortable?"

"Soothes the liver and relieves depression. After staying up late, the liver fire becomes strong. The little girl can tell by looking at your sallow face and lack of energy."

Dr. Chen tilted his head and spoke in a sultry tone, showing off like a child.

He Changhai knew it was good, so he took a sip with the hot air. It was not as bitter as expected. Instead, he drank it several times in a row, and the irritability in his heart gradually eased a lot.

He took a deep breath and couldn't stop praising him, "Comrade Xiao Jiang looks young, but he is quite capable. He is indeed very capable."

Doctor Chen felt sour in his heart, "I can tell at a glance that the little girl has two brushes." He Changhai was speechless by his show off and took out a document bag from his briefcase.

"This time I went to a meeting, and our food factory was criticized by name again. It is still not enough to just produce canned fruits and biscuits. Sales in our county are okay. If we take this step a little further, it will be difficult to solve the problem."

He Changhai saw Doctor Chen lowering his eyes in deep thought and continued.

"Uncle Chen, do you know any other masters? Our factory is not like other places that are willing to do things that come and go. As long as the factory is profitable, everyone is a guest of our factory."

Doctor Chen looked at him deeply, and his mustache slowly trembled.

"I really don't know who among those old guys is alive and who is dead. If I hadn't met you, I probably wouldn't be able to survive now."

He Changhai pointed his finger and stopped asking, "Uncle Chen, if you do a good job, even if the efficiency inside our factory is not good, we can still use your clinic to become famous outside in the future."

Doctor Chen's real name was Chen Jianzhen, and he was the heir to the direct branch of the Chen family in Bei City. However, the past few years were so chaotic that the Chen family was framed and he was the only one left alive.

He Changhai still remembered the way he looked when he first saw him. His bloodshot eyes were dull and lifeless. If it weren't for this health room, he might have lost all his energy.

Dr. Chen waved his hand nonchalantly, with relief in his eyes, and said calmly: "I am getting older, but I have taken a fancy to a good young man."

He Changhai turned his head in shock and pointed to the door again, "This? Is this your first day at work?"

"That's enough. I've seen a lot of people, old man. This little girl is very capable, as good as my old man."

Doctor Chen obviously didn't want to say more, and then said, "It's always inconvenient for me as an old man to see a doctor. It's more convenient for a lesbian."

"As for the innovation you mentioned, it would be better to hold an innovation competition and provide some rewards to increase workers' enthusiasm for innovation."

He Changhai slapped the table, "Uncle Chen, it has to be you, I'll get it right now."

The scattered hair on Jiang Chunyu's forehead suddenly felt standing up, and her eyes were blown shut. When she opened her eyes again, it seemed that the wind blowing in front of her eyes was an illusion.

No one came to the clinic all morning, and Jiang Chunyu was happy to be quiet. He dried the medicinal materials, sorted the small and common medicinal materials into a list, and handed it to Dr. Chen.

Dr. Chen was silent for a long time, and then said proudly, "If you want to buy any medicinal materials in the future, you can directly place an order and pay the internal price!"

Dr. Chen lowered his eyes, covered the smile at the corner of his mouth with a newspaper, and said deliberately, "Don't wait until the time comes."

Jiang Chunyu smiled and walked over to the opposite side of his desk, "You can wait, we can open the back door occasionally."

Dr. Chen pursed his lips, fearing to laugh out loud. He held the two corners of the newspaper and pushed it forward slightly.

If it wasn't for the push, Jiang Chunyu really couldn't see what the old man meant with this little strength.

She unceremoniously took out a meat stamp and a food stamp, and solemnly promised, "Thank you, Doctor Chen. Don't worry, I will work hard for you until death."

In her previous life, she was very Buddhist, and she would just give people some care and make sure she wouldn't starve to death.

Jiang Chunyu rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Comrade, I would like to ask if the health room of our food factory is recruiting people?"

The man was Wen Changxiang, the director of the purchasing department. Seeing that Jiang Chunyu didn't look like a bad guy, he said directly, "We are indeed recruiting people, but not only do we need to be literate, but we also need to have a basic foundation. Can you do it?"

Recruiting people in the health room is a difficult task for the whole factory. Except for promotions, everyone in the factory works from the time they join the factory until retirement, but no one in the health room has lasted more than a month.

(End of this chapter)