The personal doctor of the beautiful president

The real big-picture person, with his eyebrows coldly pointing fingers at thousands of people, bows his head and is willing to be a willing ox.

Huang Zhenxiang is obviously not this kind of person.

Huang Zhenxiang couldn't hold back when he thought that he, a great future national player, would have to criticize the child he said in public.

If it was any other occasion, he would just walk away. With his reputation and status, the juniors would have nothing to do with him.

But now it's a bit difficult.

Tang Zongping commented fairly and objectively: "Doctor Huang, it's my personal opinion. It's up to you to listen to it or not. People should talk about credibility, what do you think?"

Good guy, I used to be called Dr. Huang, but now I'm called Dr. Huang.

Is this society really so realistic?

Tang Zongping talked about his personal opinion, but can Huang Zhenxiang really ignore it?
He was framed here and couldn't get down.

At this time, Han Xingye said: "Actually, it's useless for me to take a review, it's better to discount it."

Huang Zhenxiang is like a person walking in the dark, suddenly seeing the light.

Before, he looked down upon Han Xingye as a money fan, but now he thinks that a money fan is a good quality.

"It's easy to talk about, how much do you want, tell me the number."

Huang Zhenxiang is narrow-minded, his face is too big, and he doesn't hesitate to spend money to buy face.

"I'll teach you on the spot and charge you a little tuition, it's not too much." Han Xingye stretched out a finger: "This number should be fine."

"Oh, 1 yuan per class is quite a bargain." Huang Zhenxiang nodded without hesitation.

Han Xingye looked at him like he was looking at a fool.

"you sure?"

Huang Zhenxiang tentatively asked: "10 yuan? It's too expensive, it's worth my income for a week."

Accidentally let him pretend.

Doctors are a late-stage industry, and doctors who have made it through the top earn a lot of money.

The director of a department in a tertiary hospital earns more than one million a year, easily.

This is not the big head, the real money is after you get famous, people everywhere invite you to "throwing knives."

For example, Huang Zhenxiang rushed from Jiangcheng to Rongcheng this time to treat the old lady. He said that he didn't need the consultation fee, but he really succeeded in solving the problem. How could he get the big red envelope?
For a famous doctor of Huang Zhenxiang's level, he said at least 600 million a year as a base.If you are lucky and receive some big business from high-quality customers, 1000 million is not a big problem.

Since he is so rich and the tuition fee is less, don't you look down on him?

Han Xingye has always been reasonable, and he can't do such a disrespectful thing.

"Get ready for the review."

Huang Zhenxiang's eyes widened, and he roared angrily: "No way, you actually asked for 100 million, it's really too much.

Why don't you grab it..."

Facing Huang Zhenxiang's incompetent roar, Han Xingye smiled faintly and said, "Your status is small, and 1000 million is worthy of your status."

Hearing this, Huang Zhenxiang gasped and almost fainted to the ground.

Is the word pattern used here?
"The situation is like this, your choice now is to choose one of the two, either give me a review in public, or give me money.

I'm a reasonable person, and I won't force you, you can figure it out yourself. "

Han Xingye's tone was understated, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, he was just watching a play,

Huang Zhenxiang really wanted to yell: "Your reason is just unreasonable, 1000 million, it feels like a scam."

Be more confident, you can remove the word feeling.

At this time, someone's cell phone rang again.

It was still that magical voice.

"WOC, you little hot chicken, you can't afford it, you don't have the strength..."

Everyone looked at Huang Zhenxiang, his face was flushed, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Now he realized a problem: why the other party dared to speak so loudly, because he was determined to eat himself.

Thinking about it carefully, this is not just a matter of face, but involves actual interests.

If I really did a self-criticism, after the news got out, I would lose my reputation as a miracle doctor.

At that time, where will there be big shots asking me to see a doctor?
1000 million is indeed an exaggeration, but calm down and think about it, it is my annual income.

Using one year's income to keep the name of a genius doctor and future income doesn't seem like a bad business.

Huang Zhenxiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, closed his eyes, made up his mind, and replied, "Okay."

Everyone's eyes widened: This is 1000 million. Dr. Huang gave it away without even blinking?
Uh, it seems inaccurate, he still blinked.

Everyone looked at Han Xingye again, and sighed in their hearts, is it so easy to make money these days?

Xu Zhiming felt very relieved in his heart: Huang Zhenxiang, Huang Zhenxiang, what are you doing to provoke Han Xingye?

Let you pretend to be cool, now it's cool, and you paid a price of 1000 million.

Just in response to the old saying, pretend to be struck by lightning.

"You chose it yourself, I didn't force you." Han Xingye quickly gave Huang Zhenxiang a bank account number: "Transfer the money now."

Huang Zhenxiang frowned tightly, and said, "This is 1000 million, bank transfer is so easy, let's wait for two days."

This kind of private transfer of a large amount is really not that simple, so you have to make an appointment first.

At the level of 1000 million, the bank manager can serve you tea and water, begging you to apply for VIP.

Han Xingye said: "Let's settle the matter on the spot. If you default, everyone will look bad."

"This matter is easy." Tang Zongping took out another card and handed it to Han Xingye with both hands: "Here is 1000 million, you can take it. Doctor Huang just transfer the money to me, I can afford it, don't worry. "

Even if Huang Zhenxiang borrowed ten guts, he would not dare to rely on Tang Zongping.

"Okay, I'll accept the 1000 million tuition fee." Han Xingye took the bank card and spread it out in front of Huang Zhenxiang: "Bring it here."

Huang Zhenxiang was stunned: "What are you taking?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid, review."

"I gave you all 1000 million, and you still want to criticize? Aren't you bullying honest people?" Huang Zhenxiang was angry: "People can't be so shameless!"

"Don't get excited, we're reasonable." Han Xingye pointed to Xu Zhiming, and asked Huang Zhenxiang, "Did you make a bet with him, and the bet is also a review?
Now that you have given 1000 million, I don’t need to write this review, but you can’t treat Dean Xu’s review as nothing.

You are willing to gamble and admit defeat. You said it yourself, and everyone present can testify. "

Huang Zhenxiang was dumbfounded: Can he still play like this?

I co-authored 1000 million yuan, and I have to review it in public.

So what am I spending my money on?

Han Xingye patted Huang Zhenxiang on the shoulder and said, "Actually, it's easy to handle. Things that can be solved with money are not a big deal. If you have a bigger picture, give me another 1000 million."