The people who ride in my car are all bigwigs in the industry

Chapter 155, Anorexia
The passenger's very blunt and commanding tone really gave Hu Wenjun a bad start, and Hu Wenjun thought to himself that this guy is not easy to communicate with.However, Hu Wenjun, who came from a business background, cannot be intimidated by such a small difficulty in front of him. He still has the ability to be soft and thick.

"Sir, it's okay to drive fast. My nickname is Jinling Schumacher. I drive very fast. I'm just worried that you will get motion sick." Hu Wenjun took the initiative to talk.

"You don't have to worry about my motion sickness, just arrive on time. I have a lot of things to do. Every day is very full. If I miss that time, I have to make an appointment to register again, which will delay me a lot." The man's tone was still very blunt.

Hu Wenjun looked in the rearview mirror, and continued: "Ah, sir. It's just that your complexion is really not very good..."

"Anorexia is moderate, with a medical history of half a year. From noon yesterday to now, I have drank water and juice. What do you think I can spit out?"

"Uh... anorexia... no wonder you are so pale and thin..." After hearing the passenger's introduction, Hu Wenjun finally understood.

After introducing his situation, the four-eyed sick man stopped talking and closed his eyes.Hu Wenjun didn't know if he was really sleeping or if he closed his eyes and rested his mind, but it's inappropriate for a passenger to take the initiative to talk with his eyes closed.Hu Wenjun had no choice but to drive with all his heart, overtaking and stopping all the way to the city hospital of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Not bad, you only took 34 minutes and 26 seconds, it seems that you are not bragging." When Hu Wenjun stepped on the brakes and stopped the car in front of the outpatient building, the sick man with four eyes did not wait for Hu Wenjun to call him to wake up , as if he had set the alarm clock beforehand.

"Eh... you still pinch the stopwatch for me here... If I'm late, will you have to complain to me?" Hearing that the four-eyed man had counted the time for himself, Hu Wenjun couldn't laugh or cry.

"I'll finish in about 30 to 40 minutes. If you want, just wait here for me, and I'll add money. I'll send me back at the same speed later." The four-eyed sick man still made arrangements for Hu Wenjun in the tone of giving orders journey.It was as if he was the full-time driver of this four-eyed boy.

"Oh, that's right. To answer your question just now, if you arrive overtime, of course I will complain to you. Just wait for me near here." After the sick man finished speaking, he closed the car door and walked quickly into the hospital building.

"I'm sick, and now the buddies in the IT industry are too stupid. Are you numb to work overtime at 996?" Hu Wenjun complained casually, but he could only squat at the gate of the outpatient building and wait for the goods.After all, this guy is a professional and high-networker, without him, Hu Wenjun's project would not be possible.

After waiting for a while, the sick man still did not come out, so Hu Wenjun went to a coffee shop facing the street to buy a cup of coffee.Then I leaned on the car and waited while drinking. There were waves of ambulances coming and going and people coming to see a doctor.Hu Wenjun glanced at the time, and then complained: "Your sister, it's such a hot day! It's been 40 minutes, and you have such high demands on others, and such low demands on yourself!"

Just at this time, Wu Chunchun called and said: "Lao Hu, why haven't you arrived home yet? My mother called me to ask. Didn't I promise you would be back before 10 a.m."

Hu Wenjun immediately opened up the chatterbox and said, "I'm still waiting for someone. I don't think I will be able to come back today. Let our mother work hard."

"Who are you waiting for? So busy."

"Wait for someone from the IT class. I'm going to switch to the IT industry later on. Why don't we wait for him to come and talk about things."

"Let me say one more thing. If you are looking for a job, don't go to the doctor in a hurry, and don't underestimate yourself too much. What about your work experience? How can HR make people wait so long?" Wu Chunchun said on the other end. I thought Hu Wenjun had left for a job interview early in the morning.

"Isn't that right, Nima seems to be younger than me."

"Oh, younger than you? What kind of person?"

"What can you do? Four eyes, skinny, plaid shirt, ugly complexion, like never waking up, talking endlessly. It looks like it's an IT job." Hu Wenjun joked casually.

"You can bear it like this. You are working hard now, and you didn't just interrupt the interview and leave like the previous few times."

"Grass! That's right, I'm still looking at it for the sake of supporting my family. This IT kid is so cute. When I changed college, I took my brother to his dormitory to teach him what it means to respect seniors." , respect the seniors!”

With an electronic beep, the automatic sliding door of Hu Wenjun's car opened. Hu Wenjun turned around and saw that the sick man was already sitting in the second row with a lot of medicine in his hand.It seems that after seeing the illness, the doctor prescribed a lot of medicine.

"I won't tell you anymore, he's here." Hu Wenjun muttered something in a low voice and hung up the phone directly.

Hu Wenjun got into the car and put all the complaints just behind his head and said: "Hey, sir, how is the disease? Everything is going well."

"I'm sorry, it's because it didn't look good, so I communicated with the doctor more about the situation, and then delayed the time. I'll add money!" The sick IT man bluntly took the responsibility for being late on his own head.

"Ah, it's okay. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry. What's the matter, come back to the hospital, is it not getting better? What did the doctor say?" Hu Wenjun continued to ask.

"Anorexia tends to become severe. I hope I can have a desire for food as soon as possible, and I can't rely on medicine to maintain it. It's all bullshit. If I can have a desire for food, I still need to go to the hospital? Waste of my time." Sick man IT man Disappointed, the tone of the speech was still that of the leader's dissatisfaction with the subordinate's failure to complete the work.

"Uh... moderate to severe anorexia? What will happen if this continues to worsen?" Hu Wenjun asked curiously.

"Anorexia is severe, and it is difficult to maintain it even with drugs and nutrition. Immunity continues to decline until death."

Hu Wenjun looked at the eye-sick IT man from the rearview mirror. He was looking out the window at the moment, as if he was thinking about something.Although I don't know what he is thinking, but it is probably because people will return to the source when facing the issue of life and death. At this time, the eyes of the sick IT man and the tone just now have softened a little, and he is no longer the kind of high-ranking executive of a large enterprise. Speech status.

"Sir, how did you get this disease? Your disease is rare, and it can kill people."

"Working overtime every day, leading the team to overcome projects every day, and completing KPIs. After a long time, eating disorder will occur. Later, I will have the illusion that as long as I get enough sleep, I will eat less and less until I lose interest in eating at all. Well, at least that's how the doctor analyzed it for me. I used to think that this is not a disease, as long as you stop after completing a project, I don't know that this disease can also kill people." The sick IT man said helplessly.

At this time, the sick man's IT man's tone became softer and no longer aggressive, but revealed his nostalgia for survival.

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