"Let's open tomorrow." Lin Yu said he didn't like procrastination.

"Xiaoyu? Cousin, why are you here

A familiar voice rings from the back of Lin Yu. They turn back. Yan Qingyu and song ya come along with two documents in their hands.

"It's just that everyone is here. Let's sign the contract." Lin Qingxue smiles cunningly, and her beautiful eyes are wandering on Lin Yu and Yan Qingyu.

"Sign the contract?" Lin Yu was stunned.

"Cousin, you and I said that the director of the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum is not Xiaoyu, right?" Yan Qingyu looks at Lin Yu in surprise.

Her company is a pharmaceutical group, and she also has hunting in the medicine industry. Today, she is here to sign a contract with the famous doctor introduced by Lin Qingxue.

Once they are responsible for the supply of medicinal materials, the reputation of the Chinese Medicine Museum has been established, and their group can also gain its reputation.

"That's him. Xiaoyu's medical skills are excellent." Lin Qingxue reveals the mystery and winks at Lin Yu.

"What traditional Chinese medicine museum do you open? Money is not such a waste Song Ya was the first one to ridicule. She thought that the curator of the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum was a big figure. "Would you see a doctor?"

"I It depends on luck. " Lin Yu scratched his head, and looked at Lin Qingxue with some bitterness.

He said how he felt the woman was strange. It was the idea.

Yan light language expression is strange, she is the most clear Lin Yu, how can he be medical?

"Be modest." Lin Qingxue stabbed Lin Yu with her elbow, laughing slyly.

"Still modest, he just can't Song Ya glanced at Xiumei, and she felt that Lin Yu was deliberately pretending, "if you try to be brave, you will love to pretend to be forced."

"I'm a real healer." Lin Yu was amused by song ya, "I didn't tell you that I have a medical book, but I learned from it."

"To return medical books, I think you are bragging." Song Ya embraces her chest in her arms and laughs mercilessly.

"All right, let's sign the contract first." Yan Qingyu smiles bitterly.

Although he doesn't believe in Lin Yu very much, since Lin Yu wants to do it, Yan Qingyu will not object.

It was the first time that he signed a contract with Lin Yu. She couldn't help laughing at the thought that her husband was opposite him.

"Xiaoyu, you should remember that you should never take on any serious illness. If you want to pick up a minor disease, you can do it!" Yan Qingyu is not at ease when she leaves.

Seeing off the two girls, Lin Qingxue can't control it any more, and deliberately comes up to tease Lin Yu, "how do you mix up? Even my wife has no confidence in you. "

"It's not your pot yet!" Lin Yu knocked her on the head.

But it's also good. If you cooperate with Yan Qingyu's company, the contacts he has accumulated here are also useful for Yan Qingyu.

Whether in the Xiuzhen world or in the earth, the relationship between people is always the most important thing. Lin Yu knows this better than anyone else.

The next morning, before Lin Yu arrived, many people were gathered outside the traditional Chinese medicine hall.

"Is there a Chinese Medicine Museum here?"

"Why did it open suddenly? There was no sound before."

"I'm sure I'm here to make money. In order to cure the disease and save people, why do you open such a large Chinese Medicine Museum to be a bluff?"

"Is there a Chinese Medicine Museum next door? Now it's fun. It's time to steal business. "

As they chatted, there was an uproar in the crowd. When they looked at it, they saw a young figure passing through the crowd and coming to the door.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm Lin Yu, the director of this Chinese Medicine Museum." Lin Yu raised his hand, simply said hello, and calmly opened the door to enter.

All quiet

The next moment, the whole scene exploded!

"Sleeping trough! Is that the curator? "

"No? So young? Return to the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum

"Black hall! Are you here to make money

This is a traditional Chinese Medicine Museum!

As the head of a library, the curator needs excellent medical skills. But how can he be so good at such a young age?

Lin Yu didn't mind their comments either. He went inside, took a seat and took out a book to read.

The reputation of traditional Chinese medicine does not depend on bluffing, but on the real materials. As long as someone has cured his illness here, his reputation will naturally spread.

"I said you can't open a hospital." As soon as Lin Yu's buttocks sat down, a sarcastic female voice began to ring.

Song Ya came in from the outside with more than a dozen people.

"Help to attract more people in." Song Ya said to those people as soon as he came in.

These people are friends of song ya, who have a little face in the upper class. They are also entrusted by her to help Lin Yu build momentum.

Although Lin Yu was merciless yesterday, she and Yan Qingyu didn't want to see Lin Yu open for the first time, but no one came in.

"Song ya, this can't help." There was a chuckle in the crowd. "Do you think he looks like a salted fish, like a museum owner?"Song Ya looked over and saw Lin Yu holding his chin and yawning.

"Lin Yu! Can you be serious! " Song Ya was so angry that the bastard did not change his mind. He was still a coward.

"I'm serious." Lin Yu rubbed his nose. It would be nice for him to come here.

"Hello, song ya, is he the famous loser?" There was a chuckle in the crowd, "just the one who eats your boss's soft rice."

"Is that him? Who did I think it was? "

"Song ya, you look down on us too much when we are asked to give a hand to this kind of rubbish?"

Seeing Lin Yu, several young people couldn't help laughing.

Yan Yu Pharmaceutical Group is a big company. As an overbearing president with both strength and beauty, Yan Qingyu naturally has many followers.

Such a peerless beauty unexpectedly with Lin Yu such a loser, anyone will feel uncomfortable.

Song Ya looks a little ugly. She looks at Lin Yu, but finds that Lin Yu is just sitting there reading in silence. She doesn't talk to him.

This loser! I've been scolded so much that I don't answer back!

"It's not even a dog coming in. Ha ha."

A group of people laugh more and more loudly. Song Ya's pretty face turns red gradually. Lin Yu can bear it, but she can't!

"You..." Song Yazheng was about to swear. Suddenly, there was an uproar outside the TCM Museum.

Yeah?

Song Ya looks out of the door, and her eyes suddenly stare round.

Outside the Chinese Medicine Museum, more than 20 big men stood in two rows directly, listing a team, wearing ties, suits and sunglasses, full of momentum!

In the team, a short and thin figure passed through the team, laughing, "brother feather, I'm here to support you!"

"My God? Who is that in such a big battle? "

"You don't know him? That's qihei, black brother

The crowd was in an uproar, but it was more than that. The crowd had not yet slowed down, and a series of car honks sounded!

This time, seven cars gathered at the gate of the Chinese Medicine Museum, Ferrari, Land Rover, Porsche All expensive luxury sports cars!

The whole audience was shocked, which is too exaggerated!

When the door opened, an old man got out of the car and laughed, "how about Xiaoyu? Isn't that a good place for you, old man

Seeing the old man walk in, the crowd was stunned, and suddenly someone screamed, "lie in the trough! Isn't that the chairman of Tianxiang group? "

"Who?"

"You are stupid! Qin Fang, the invisible richest man in Huahai city

"Sleeping trough! Even he's coming here to support it? "

But this is far more than that. One after another luxury cars came, one after another rich people got off the car, all with gifts in their hands, which made people's eyes glazed.

"All luxury cars, tacky." Someone curled his mouth sour.

People nodded, it was vulgar, but they were vulgar!

All the luxury cars parked at the gate of the traditional Chinese medicine hall are luxury cars, which are thirty or forty. No matter how popular the horse is, it's very common to be forced!

"Chi!"

Another brake sound sounded, and everyone was numb. Who was it this time?

They looked back and were stunned.

Those are three very ordinary cars. Are they ordinary guests?

"Sleeping trough! License plate! Look at the license plate

A man suddenly screamed, and the people looked at the license plates of the three cars and glared at each other.

The car is an ordinary car, but the license plate is not ordinary!

Not why, just because of the three license plates, want to have in addition to money And power!

An old man got out of the car and went to the museum with two young people.

It wasn't until they went in that the atmosphere exploded!

"Sleeping trough! That's Zhu's family

"Does the old man seem familiar?"

"Nonsense! That's Mr. Zhu. Even Mr. Zhu is here

"Come on! Go in and have a look

The crowd exploded in an instant, and everyone rushed to the Museum of traditional Chinese medicine.

What does it mean that black and white, even the rich and big men in the business world, have come to support Lin Yu?

It shows that the one in it is a miracle doctor who even these big men have to make friends with!

In the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum, song Ya and the group of people have dull eyes.

Seeing one big man after another passing by him, he went to give Lin Yu Daoxi. The man who had just mocked Lin Yu made his teeth tremble.

They ask themselves that they are a little famous in Huahai city But when compared with the people who went in, they were nothing but bullshit!

"Song ya, this B Do you want us to support him? "

More than a dozen people are going to cry. It's because of their support!

"I don't know."

Song Ya's shock is no less than them. Looking at Lin Yu, surrounded by many big men, his mind is a blank.Is this Lin Yu? Lin Yu is the one who blows up the sky??

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze in the trough

There was a roar at the door. Song Ya and others didn't respond at all, so they were drowned and forced out of the traditional Chinese medicine hall.

"Why are you here?" Seeing all the people, Lin Yu couldn't laugh or cry. He wanted to open a shop with a low profile!

"Nonsense, brother Yu's field is not flattered, how can it be done?"

"Ha ha, Dr. Lin, my old man can finally repay you." Master Zhu said with a smile that he had no place to thank Lin Yu.

"Dr. Lin, I've heard of Daiming for a long time. If you ask for hope in the future, don't shirk it."

“……”

A group of people congratulated Lin Yu one after another. It was only at noon that Lin Yu saw everyone off.

In this way, the reputation of the TCM museum will soon resound through Huahai city!

"It's just like killing me to open a shop." Lin Yu wiped his forehead.

"It seems that curator Lin is quite capable. So many people have come to support you." A laugh rang out from the side. Lin Yu turned back and saw a round man coming towards him.

A face like Maitreya Buddha with a fake smile. As soon as he came over, he clasped his fist. "I'm the curator of the Chinese Medicine Museum next to me. Milehu. We're all colleagues. Please give me more advice."

"Hello." Lin Yu's eyes narrowed. It's not good for you.

"By the way, I have a cooperation to talk to curator Lin

"Say it." Lin Yu raised his hand.

Milehu looked around, and suddenly a treacherous smile.

"Since they are all open TCM museums, why don't we work together and play a drama together to drive up the price of medicine and make profits together?"

"Different ways do not conspire. Curator MI, please come back." Lin Yu stepped back half a step and glanced at him. He opened the traditional Chinese medicine hall to cure the disease and save people, not to make money.

"You don't have to worry. Get back to me now." Milehu laughs.

"This is for the benefit of both of us. Otherwise, if we fight, will you win over me?" Milehu sneered, "the comparison of medical skills is the ability, not the background!"

Lin Yu smiles. Is this a provocation?

"That Could you see the doctor for me first? I don't think I can do it. "

Just at this time, a rickety figure came in with a weak voice.

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