Village Doctor's Magic Hands

At present, the sales meeting has come to an end. Zhao Sanjin looked at it. The time is close to four o'clock. The dinner is voluntary, but most of the others decided to leave first except a few dozen people.

As for Zhao Sanjin, his original idea today was to go to Suzuki naiko's school and make a preliminary negotiation with Suzuki naiko. If it weren't for the delay in sales, it's estimated that he should have talked to Suzuki naiko very happily at this time.

Naturally, Zhao Sanjin certainly didn't eat at the dinner. Driving Maybach, Zhao Sanjin rushed directly to the University of foreign studies.

It was already more than five o'clock when Zhao Sanjin left the world hotel and came to the gate of Foreign Studies University. At this time, even if students have classes, they should leave.

With luck in mind, Zhao Sanjin dialed the number Liu Jingtian handed him. The bell rang for a while, and a subtle voice came from the opposite side: "who are you?"

"Zhao Sanjin!" it must be that even if Suzuki Saburo didn't tell Suzuki the specific reason for his departure, he could still guess a bit with Suzuki's brain. At this time, Zhao Sanjin would definitely not tease Suzuki and directly reported his name.

"Is it you?" Suzuki naiko obviously felt a little unbelievable. He hesitated for a while before he calmed down. He asked blankly, "what are you doing calling me now?"

"Your grandfather entrusted you to me before returning to the island country. Why should I come to inquire about the military information?"

"My grandfather entrusted me to you?" Suzuki obviously didn't believe it and asked directly, "what about uncle Liu?"

"Uncle Liu has gone to the island country and sent something to your grandpa. It is estimated that he will be back in a few days." Zhao Sankin patiently explained to Suzuki naiko without thinking. For fear that the aunt would be dissatisfied, he hung up directly.

"What do you want uncle Liu to send? Why don't you go?" in the face of Zhao Sanjin, Suzuki Naizi always felt that the goods were not a good man. Although he believed from the bottom of his heart that Suzuki Saburo would entrust himself to Zhao Sanjin, he couldn't say anything in his throat.