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Probably, it started after the uncle's son went abroad to study because of his excellent grades.

"Lin Tangli is back? So, my cousin wants to show off?" Lin Duan looked at his father.

Lin's mother hurriedly interjected: "What are you showing off? Then Lin Tangli is back, with the name of a returnee student, and he has a high vision and a high spirit. But he has worked several jobs, but he is not satisfied."

"When I came back this time, I heard that your cloud venture capital office is booming, so I wondered if I could let him try it."

Father Lin nodded, pouring beans into the bamboo tube, and explained the matter clearly:

"He also seems to be studying financial economics. When he was abroad, he followed some big Wall Street bosses and studied stocks. Look, if there is any suitable position, arrange for him."

When Lin Duan heard this, he immediately found it funny.

Sure enough, there is no good banquet.This uncle's family said it was a birthday celebration, but in fact it was for his son.

Since he is a "financial elite" from Wall Street, Lin Duan really wants to see it.

He knew that his parents must have been under the pressure of his uncle Lin Qing. After all, when relatives are involved, sometimes people have the cheek to ask for door-to-door, and it is not easy to refuse.

Therefore, Lin Duan didn't want to embarrass his parents.After pondering for a while, he nodded and said:

"I'm really short of some powerful traders recently. I'm afraid, my small temple can't hold someone else's big Buddha."

If that cousin is really capable, Lin Duan doesn't mind giving him a good job.

After all, he is busy every day now, and it has been a long time since he took the initiative to intervene in the management of Cloud Venture Capital.

Just look at the report and the market occasionally to give hints for some systemic risks.

If there is a skilled trader sitting in charge, he will feel more at ease.

With Lin Duan's approval, Father Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and he seemed to be more energetic:

"Then it's settled. Tomorrow, their family will come over, and you have a meal to get to know each other. If you think he is good, let him try. If he is not good, don't be afraid of losing our face. What should you do!"

After all, in Father Lin's mind, no matter how close relatives are, they are not as close as sons.

He would not allow his son's company to suffer losses for the sake of saving face.

Lin Duan was a little moved, and comforted his father with a smile: "Okay, Dad. We will talk about everything tomorrow. You can have a good rest tonight."

The matter should have passed like this, but who knows, in the middle of the night, Lin's mother hurriedly knocked on Lin Duan's door.

Father Lin has a high fever, 39c!

After telling Shen Qing and the child to stay at home, Lin Duan hurried to the hospital in his hometown with his father on his back!

It's too late to go to the city hospital now, the only way is to reduce the fever first!

Lin Duan ran all the way, staggering into the emergency room.

"Doctor! Doctor! I want to see a doctor!" He was sweating profusely, and shouted at the top of his voice as soon as he entered the hall.

A white coat came out of the emergency room in a hurry. When he saw Lin Duan, he was taken aback for a moment, and then asked him to put Father Lin on the hospital bed.

After some diagnosis and treatment, a doctor who was about the same age as Lin Duan quickly made a diagnosis.

"High fever! Acute respiratory infection! Bring down the fever first!"

Afterwards, he hurriedly wrote out a medical bill, tore it off and handed it to Lin Duan: "Go to the front desk to pay the money, and then get the medicine."

Lifting his eyelids to look at Lin Duan, he suddenly added:

"By the way, you'd better pay more. Maybe you'll be hospitalized."

Lin Duan thanked him, and was about to turn around to leave, but he heard another faint sentence from the other party: "Lin Duan, you must have money. If you don't have money, we don't see a doctor here."

Lin Duan's body immediately stopped, stood where he was, and turned around slowly.

He looked at the doctor, a little strangely: "You know me?"

"Hehe, I knew you even when you turned into ashes."

"I really don't remember. Who are you?" Lin Duan asked.

He came out with his white coat in his pocket, looked up and down at Lin Duan, then raised his hair suddenly, pointed to an inch-long scar on his forehead, and said:

"Grade [-] and [-]. That summer, you hit me and sewed thirteen stitches! I still remember it now."

Lin Duan looked at the other party in bewilderment, especially the scar, which made him feel strange.

God is pitiful, Lin Duan now only remembers the night of his sophomore year in high school.He doesn't know anything about the memories of the next ten years.

Therefore, the doctor in front of him may be his senior high school classmate, but Lin Duan has no impression at all!

The white coat put down his hands with a smile, glanced at the emergency room, but said nothing: "Go and pay the fee. We will talk about our affairs later."

Lin Duan rubbed the back of his head, but couldn't remember who the other party was.

He had to go to the front desk first, and after paying the fee, he returned to the emergency room.

Through the glass window, Lin Duan looked at the busy white coat inside, and compared the duty list on the wall, and found the other party's name:

Liu Jian.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Duan walked out of the emergency room, took out his mobile phone, found Guo Tie's number, and dialed.

In the middle of the night, Guo Tie was sleeping soundly with Bai Bingbing in his arms, but he was suddenly awakened by the ringing of the mobile phone.

Bai Bingbing even opened his eyes, staring at him without saying a word.

Guo Tie looked at him with cold sweat.

Fortunately, after seeing the note on the phone, he was relieved: "It's Lin Duan."

Bai Bingbing snorted and turned around.

After wiping the sweat off his brow, Guo Tie went to the living room and connected the phone: "Hey, Lin Duan, what happened in the middle of the night."

"Liu Jian, do you know him?"

Guo Tie was taken aback: "You mean the Thirteenth Young Master Liu Jian? The one who fought with you in Class [-] and [-]?"

Lin Duan was dumbfounded.

Chapter 232 A classmate, please forgive me!

Lin Duan didn't expect that he actually knew this Liu Jian.