Village Doctor's Magic Hands

On the way back to Shengshi international, Zhao Sanjin still played the role of driver and avoided the congestion in the evening peak. However, after more than an hour's drive, even Zhao Sanjin felt a little tired. I don't know why Liu Yingying is not willing to hire a kind of driver who can be both a bodyguard and a part-time driver.

Today's Liu Yingying doesn't seem to be very excited. Even, he didn't gossip with Zhao Sanjin from getting on to getting off. Through the rearview mirror of the car, Zhao Sanjin can find that Liu Yingying gently rubs the corners of his eyes from time to time. It seems that he is really tired.

At Liu Yingying's home, Aunt Liu always put the dinner ready on the dinner table and waited for Zhao Sanjin and Liu Yingying. They didn't start yelling for dinner until they came in and had a rest for a while.

On the dinner table, Zhao Sanjin's eyes always fell on Liu Yingying from time to time. He took each bite of rice in the bowl and endured it for a long time. He really didn't know how to endure it. Then he asked, "President Liu, I want to start a company. Do you have any suggestions?"

Liu Yingying suddenly raised his head, looked at Zhao Sanjin with a numb face and asked, "what did you just say? You want to start a company?"

Liu Yingying really thinks there is something wrong with his ears. Otherwise, how can Zhao Sanjin suddenly have a whim to start a company? What's more, the company is really not just open.

Layers of relationships need to be opened up. Not to mention, just in the location of the company and the search for manpower are laborious and laborious things. It can be said that it's a little funny to start a company with a zero foundation person like Zhao Sanjin.

"That's right." Zhao Sanjin looked at Liu Yingying with a strange look on his face and responded brightly: "today, Meng Yifan is not in a hole for 70 million. It's a pity not to make rational use of it."

"What kind of company do you want to open?" Liu Yingying looked at Zhao Sanjin's clear eyes and thought he knew that Zhao Sanjin really didn't joke this time. Just, I don't know why, the sense of loss in his heart became stronger, but he insisted on asking.

"Medicine." Zhao Sanjin didn't even think about it, so he told Liu Yingying the idea he had planned earlier.

"Medicine?" Liu Yingying whispered, and then his face became gloomy. He picked up his rice bowl and was about to hit Zhao Sanjin. However, after weighing it up, he was really afraid to hit it for good or bad. At that time, he would be unable to eat and go, so he couldn't help it.

However, without stopping, he chattered, "what kind of pharmaceutical company are you going to start? Are you making it clear that you want to grab a job with me?"

Zhao Sanjin always thought that he had a "formula for touching bones", so he had half the effect in medical treatment, but he was stunned and ignored Liu Yingying's "Liu's traditional Chinese medicine".

Indeed, once Zhao Sanjin's pharmaceutical company is really prosperous, it can be said that Liu Yingying's "Liu's traditional Chinese medicine" is not the only one-third of this mu in Jianghai city. I'm afraid there will be a big earthquake in the whole pharmaceutical market.

"Don't worry, 'Liu's traditional Chinese medicine' will continue as before, and there will be no shortage of herbs to provide you." anyway, as soon as' Liu's traditional Chinese medicine 'sold, it contracted dozens of mu of land in Qingshui village and planted traditional Chinese medicine, which is tantamount to giving farmers in Qingshui village more money. After all, many fields are empty and contracted by Liu Yingying, On the contrary, it can make money. Why not?

Not only that, there are still some unclear feelings between Zhao Sanjin, Liu Jiaojiao and Liu Yingying. In addition, Liu Jingtian also tried his best to help Zhao Sanjin deal with master duanchen.

Generally speaking, whether in love or in reason, Zhao Sanjin can't do ungrateful things.

"Whatever you want." in the final analysis, it's Zhao Sanjin's business to start a company. Even if Liu Yingying has any ideas in mind, he can only keep them after all.

After sandwiching two chopsticks at will, Liu Yingying only felt that he was already very poor, and his appetite was getting worse and worse. He simply threw down the bowls and chopsticks and left. Most of the remaining bowls of rice didn't even move.