Rebirth 90: I opened a hospital in Shencheng

Chapter 364 Cooperation!

This way back to the Regent Hotel.

Professor Ma Dongqing and Professor Yang Haikun have invited Nie Chen to have a cup of tea at ten o'clock in the evening in the tea room of the Regent Hotel.

"It's full of energy!"

Zhou De came to Nie Chen's room. After changing into casual clothes, he couldn't help but do a somersault in the corridor of the room.

Standing on his head like a young man, he looked at Nie Chen who had also changed into casual clothes and was about to go to the tea room of Regent Hotel with him.

Being able to participate in this negotiation with Wang Lie was already beyond the norm for Zhou De.

He had to reassess Nie Chen's potential.

Although before, Zhou De had placed most of the law firm's business managers at Aihua Clinic.

But this time when Nie Chen and Wang Lie met, and the image-guiding equipment that was finalized, as well as the structure that could be applied in the future, Zhou De actually had goose bumps all over his body.

Although Wang Lie didn't say much during the whole negotiation process.

However, Wang Lie made two extremely important decisions.

The first is that he needs the brand-new guiding video equipment proposed by Nie Chen.

Second, he needs to integrate Wang An Computer's production line that can produce this series of accessories into Shencheng.

However, the core components are still transported from the United States to Shencheng for assembly.

Wang Lie's meaning is very clear: this brand new department will be his new group and new company for Wang Lie to make a comeback.

Although there is a sense of putting all one's eggs in one basket, it can make Wang Lie face the overall decline of the computer industry and want to get out of the quagmire that Wang An Computer is currently facing.

His Jedi counterattack method is to develop interventional imaging equipment that can be stably delivered to major medical institutions around the world from the brand-new perspective of medical computer equipment.

In the words Nie Chen described to Wang An.

With the help of equipment, it is no different from ordinary dental beds.

Although the required CT images, radiation, etc., still need to rely on the CT imaging room, which is not yet perfect, but this is only the angiography performed before the operation.

That is to say, Nie Chen was under the condition that Zhou De and Chen Jimmy, two barristers, followed him almost every day.

Nie Chen was still calmly borrowing a new computer from his home in Aihua Community last week to access the Internet. He met Wang Lie, a Chinese man from Wang An Computer who was far away across the ocean. The all-powerful man got in touch.

And before the meeting, the technical framework that will be used for minimally invasive intervention has been determined.

This technical framework amazed Wang Lie and the two top students in the American IT industry beside him, and it was a high-tech project that was saved immediately.

And judging from the attitude of Wang Lie and several of his researchers tonight.

The project given by Nie Chen is even if it does not cooperate with Wang An Computer.

Nie Chen started on his own, as long as he can contact and integrate the major parts manufacturers in the United States, then Nie Chen can still move steadily and squeeze himself into the ranks of major medical equipment suppliers.

Therefore, after accompanying Nie Chen to complete this first meeting, but already having the upper hand in the negotiation, Zhou De also felt something similar to Zhang Jingying, regarding Nie Chen as a god who was born with knowledge and omnipotence.

As a litigator, Zhou De, it was very difficult for his firm and resolute mind to be shaken in this way.

However, Nie Chen's various performances these days really made Zhou De believe that there are indeed some gods and men in this world who are beyond the cognition of ordinary people.

Click, click.

In the tea room of the Regent Hotel.

Ten o'clock is the beginning of nightlife in Hong Kong. Two young old men, Yang Haikun and Ma Dongqing, who are also wearing casual beach suits, each have their young female companions at the teahouse, introducing Nie Cheng, Zhou De, Chen Chunmei, Zhang Jingying, and Zhong Lanlan. , Lin Qingya et al.

"I recognize you little frog. It's the little frog Li Chaoren held in his hand on the big panel of the Oriental Daily a few weeks ago!"

The sharp-eyed Ma Dongqing recognized at a glance that the little frog that Chen Chunmei, who was taking pictures of the night view of Victoria Harbor in front of the French window of the tea room, was the mottled plastic little frog that Li Chaoren had previously published in the Oriental Daily.

"This is Wanwan Medical University, Dean Luo Chunjun, Dean of the School of Basic Medicine."

"Dean Luo Chunjun's news channels are really extensive."

When Nie Chen and Luo Chunjun shook hands, he was shocked by Luo Chunjun's proud appearance, squatting himself in the teahouse of Lijing Hotel.

In 1990, Wanwan's intelligence sources on the mainland were really well connected.

Moreover, the Taiwanese businessmen from Wanwan who came to the mainland to notify them are not as pure as the Hong Kong businessmen on Hong Kong Island.

When Nie Chen saw that Luo Chunjun could show up in time at the teahouse of the Regent Hotel on Hong Kong Island, he was still a little wary.

"This is Li Xiake, the dean of the Hong Kong Island School of Medicine."

Of course Yang Haikun knew that Luo Chunjun had been looking for a way to enter the operating room at the Aihua Clinic this week, so as to observe Nie Chen's operation again.

But basically, because the surgeries performed by Nie Chen in the operating room this week are all star cosmetic surgeries that have undergone confidentiality agreements.

Even the Hong Kong Island School of Medicine, the Provincial Medical Research Institute, and the training interns of the military hospital did not have the opportunity to enter the operating room or the observation room to observe the operation.

Not to mention Luo Chunjun, the dean of a certain medical school with unknown origin and purpose.

Even though Luo Chunjun had used the political power of the Wanwan office many times in Shencheng, he still couldn't impress the rock-solid Nie Chen.

"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times, it really is young and promising!"

Dean Li Xiake is a bald, slightly fat middle-aged man in his 50s.

He spoke loudly, laughed heartily, and held Nie Chen's hand, admiring loudly.

Even in a noisy teahouse, Li Xiake's voice was still outstanding, which attracted the attention of many tea drinkers.

"This is Shi Zhen'ao, the director of Princess Margaret Hospital."

Tonight's small teahouse gathering was mainly about Professor Yang Haikun introducing to Nie Chen the backbone of the editorial department that he would be setting up in Shenzhen next week.

Everyone introduced by Yang Haikun to Nie Chen is a highly respected medical scholar in the Chinese world.

Even Luo Chunjun from Wanwan, who was buried by Nie Chen, is also a valuable scholar in all aspects.

They are on an equal footing with Yang Haikun and Ma Dongqing.

It's just because Luo Chunjun's own style of doing things is different from others.

That's why Nie Chen didn't have a very good impression of him. He felt that this guy likes to take a slanted sword and do some inexplicable petty things that don't make it to the table.

"From now on, please take care of your uncles and uncles."

Here on Hong Kong Island.

Even if old scholars communicate with each other, it is inevitable that they will be contaminated with the atmosphere of ranking among the old societies that only belong to Hong Kong Island.

And Nie Chen put on such a posture, looking very cute.

It is really favored by the old medical scholars gathered here in the teahouse.

Puchi, puchi.

Chen Chunmei, led by Lin Qingya, Zhong Lanlan and two old Hong Kong Islanders, went to watch a movie at the midnight movie theater in Mong Kok.

Nie Chen and Zhang Jingying looked at the moonlight of Victoria Harbor in the distance in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel room, feeling happy and using simple movements to release the fatigue of the day.

Zhang Jingying supported the floor-to-ceiling windows with both hands, leaving many handprints on the glass.

My eyes were blurred as I looked at the star-studded scenery of the city that never sleeps in Victoria Harbour.

In the past few days when Chen Chunmei had her period.

Zhang Jingying could be regarded as really feeling the exuberant energy that Nie Chen seemed to be unable to squeeze out no matter how hard she tried.

(End of this chapter)