Madam's black history was picked up

Another reason why Pang Zhi likes Xiao Mo is that Xiao Mo doesn't have the problems of most rich second generations, who are arrogant and defiant because of his family's wealth.

He is frank, sincere and humorous, and when he is often with him, Pang Zhi feels that he is several years younger.

After Xiao Mo and Pang Zhi got off the plane, they walked and chatted.

Xiao Mo also put away the cynical smile on his face, and looked at Pang Zhi with a serious expression: "Teacher, can I ask you a question?"

Pang Zhi didn't look at Xiao Mo: "Hmph, I want to ask why I agreed to come to treat that rich man."

"Oh No, did any of my micro-expressions betray me?" Xiao Mo exaggeratedly yelled, and immediately reached out to rub his face.

Pang Zhi gave Xiao Mo a funny look: "Don't be poor, since you have been clamoring to come with me, your question has been written on your forehead."

"No way, I can't hide my expression so well? It seems that my road to a famous psychiatrist is full of thorns!"

Xiao Mo was moaning one second, and was full of gossip the next: "Then tell me, why did you agree to come all the way to see a doctor?"

"Don't tell me you're short of money, I'll do a lie detector." Xiao Mo pulled the suitcase and turned to Pang Zhi, backing away and staring at Pang Zhi.

"Hehe, you kid."

Pang Zhi was angry and funny, and he sighed: "The director of X Central Hospital invited me here. We used to be classmates studying medicine together, but we separated because of our different majors."

"We have a pretty good friendship. According to him, the patient's family members are more difficult to deal with, and the patient's own problems are also more difficult."

"He was afraid that seeking an ordinary psychiatrist would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and he was afraid that it would cause more trouble in the future, so he invited me to take a look."

"Oh." Xiao Mo nodded clearly, and then looked disdainful again.

"What kind of kid from a rich family is that, so arrogant, could he still tear down the hospital?"

Pang Zhi smiled: "You are still young, and you are still a student. You don't understand the rules in the social field. Sometimes we would like to have one more friend than an enemy."

"As the dean, he must maximize the interests of the hospital, so even if what he does sometimes goes against his own wishes, he must do so because it is his responsibility as the dean."

"When you have your own team in the future, you will also have such a responsibility on your shoulders."

After listening to Pang Zhi's words, Xiao Mo nodded thoughtfully.

The two had already walked out of the airport gate while talking.

Zhang Hongbin, the director of X Central Hospital, was already waiting at the gate of the airport with several leaders of the hospital.

When Zhang Hongbin saw Pang Zhi coming out, he opened his arms to meet him from a distance: "Old Pang, hahaha... Long time no see, how are you?"

Pang Zhi also opened his arms with a smile, and the two old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years hugged each other tightly, and Xiao Mo stood respectfully behind Pang Zhi.

Zhang Hongbin is about the same age as Pang Zhi, about 50 years old, but his hair is already gray, he is very thin, but very energetic.

But his wrinkled face and bloodshot eyes reflected his vicissitudes and fatigue.

Pang Zhi patted Zhang Hongbin's shoulder with a smile: "Of course I'm fine. I don't have anything to do all day long. It's just that I don't have such great power as the dean."

"No, once the dean speaks, I can only come here in a hurry."

"Hehe, you would hide from your leisure time and go to the university to enjoy the blessings. It's not like me, your hair is all white."

"You don't need to worry about it. Your dean waved his hand, and there are plenty of people to worry about you. You see, I just came all the way to worry about you."

"Hahaha...Old Pang, after so many years, why is your mouth still so bad? I never won a fight between us."

Pang Zhi smiled triumphantly, Xiao Mo curled his lips: "Old boy."

Zhang Hongbin noticed Xiao Mo behind Pang Zhi early in the morning.

"The person behind you is... your favorite student?"

"Well, you have a good eye." Pang Zhi nodded with a smile.

"He is indeed my favorite student. Take this opportunity to take him out to practice and practice."

Xiao Mo stepped forward: "Hello, Uncle Zhang, my name is Xiao Mo, the zodiac sign, and the silent Mo."

"Well, good, it really is a famous teacher who produces a high-quality apprentice, not only looks talented, but also has an extraordinary bearing!"

"You flatter me."

After Zhang Hongbin introduced the entourage behind him to Pang Zhi and Xiao Mo one by one, the group got in the car they had prepared in advance and went directly to the hotel.

After taking a shower, Xiao Mo wiped his wet hair with a towel and came out of the bathroom. The wet hair hung on his forehead, adding a sense of laziness to his handsome features.

But at this moment, there was a sly smile on his face: "Look at what Tianmu is doing."

Xiao Mo threw the towel on the bed, picked up the landline phone on the table, and dialed Si Tianmu's number.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

"Sorry, the number you dialed is on the phone..."
"Damn, I hung up so quickly." Xiao Mo didn't give up, picked up the phone and dialed it again.

"Beep...beep..."

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on the phone..." The other party hung up faster this time.

"Hey, I don't believe you didn't answer."

"Beep...beep...beep..."

"boom."

Si Tianmu closed the book forcefully: "Is the hotel's business so bad now? It's actually relying on the phone to attract customers."

The phone on the table rang and stopped, stopped and rang again, Si Tianmu grabbed the phone and yelled loudly: "You are sick, believe it or not, I will complain to your hotel, you are typical harassment, understand?"

"Sir, the world is so beautiful, why are you so hot and irritable? This is not good. Our hotel has many special services, there is always one you like."

A man's voice came from the phone.

"Give me..." Si Tianmu hadn't said the word "roll" before, but he felt that cheap voice on the phone was very familiar.

"Sir, I can also provide door-to-door service, I can do everything..."

"Oh, is that so?" Si Tianmu raised his eyebrows after he recognized whose voice it was.

"That's just right. I have a bitch who is in estrus now. Come here and lower the fire for her. The price is up to you."

"Hey, you." Xiao Mo gritted his teeth angrily.

"I said why is your mouth so cheap, I think I am handsome and handsome, I love flowers when everyone sees them, and my car has a flat tire..."

"Shut up, why did you come back suddenly? You were expelled from school?" Si Tianmu was very curious.

Xiao Mo closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. He kept saying to himself in his heart: "Forgive him, we don't have the same knowledge as him."

Si Tianmu held the phone and waited funnyly for Xiao Mo to be on the other end of the phone.

After a while, Xiao Mo's nonchalant voice came from the phone again: "Call Qian Bao and Da Zhuang quickly, and clean up my brother and me at night."

Si Tianmu pretended to be embarrassed: "I'm about to take the exam, it's not good for you to fool me to go out and play like this."

"It's okay, if you fail the exam, I will take care of you."

"piss off."

A yell came from a luxurious private room of Imagine KTV: "Come on, do it, drink it in one gulp, don't take a breath."

A tall, strong man with handsome facial features was drinking there with a bottle of beer in his hand.

He has a cute name, Qian Bao, and because of this name, he is often teased by a few friends.

If outsiders dare to use his name to make fun of, they will definitely be beaten all over the place by him, but if they brothers...

"Hey! Children are ignorant, forgive them!" Qian Bao silently said this countless times in his heart.

"Come, come, let's celebrate the reunion of our 'Four Talents in Beijing'." It was also a young man holding a wine bottle and shouting.

If you want to compare Qian Bao to a "big tree", then the person in front of you is a veritable "bamboo pole". As the name suggests, he is tall and thin.

In his own words, he is not as obviously handsome as San Faxiao, he is the kind of handsome guy with a lot of connotations.

At first glance, you don’t feel much, but you think his nose is a bit big, and he looks a bit like that actor named Huang, but if you look closely, you will think that he looks more and more handsome.

He has a famous name called Yang Dazhuang. Just from his name, it can be seen how much his mother has broken his heart for him to become stronger.

"Alas, Da Zhuang, remove the word 'talent', that word basically has nothing to do with you." Xiao Mo said seriously.

Yang Dazhuang looked unhappy: "Why doesn't it matter, why doesn't it matter?"

Yang Dazhuang began to rectify his name: "In these 36 lines, he can be the champion in every line of work. Although I am not as good at endorsement as Tianmu, I am not as good at fighting as a baby who went to military school, and I am not as good at reading faces as you..."

"That's not looking at the physiognomy. How many times have I told you that it's called micro-expressions. It's a psychology. Do you understand it?" Xiao Mo persistently explained his psychology over and over again.

"Hehe..." Qian Bao looked at the two people who started fighting again with a funny face.

"All right, all right, psychology, you have the final say." Yang Dazhuang was very talkative.

"But brother Zhuang, I know how to play. It is also an art if you master it well."

"You may think it's useless if you're still in school, but when you're in society, it's the best way to make connections."

Xiao Mo curled his lips in disdain: "The art of fart, I'm afraid you haven't entered the society yet, and your father's hard-working family business will ruin you."

"Oh, it's alright." Yang Dazhuang took the bottle and began to yell.

"Don't be like my mother as soon as you meet. Take the opportunity to give me a class. I came tonight to clean up your dust. Otherwise, I would be reciting at home right now."

"Are you still drinking or not?"

Xiao Mo rolled his eyes angrily and amusedly.

Qian Bao also raised the wine bottle: "Come on, let's drink this bottle of wine first, my hands are sore."

"Come on guys, let's do it."