"Hey!"

How come the coffee ended up in the trash can?

Before Fang Yi could say anything to stop him, he turned around and dumped another box of coffee capsules into the trash can, his hand stopped in mid-air. Fang Yi was so shocked that he couldn't even move his eyes:

"Brother Ting, what are you doing?"

The coffee in the bottle must be the best Blue Mountain. And these coffee capsules don’t look expired.

At this time, Yin Liting opened the drawer and replaced the can with another one. He also put the previous coffee capsules back into the storage box on the table:

"Nianqing gave it to me. If it gets to someone else's ears by accident someday, it could cause another mess."

Moreover, these coffees were brought by Yuan Jun for Zhu Nianqing that day. When Yin Liting thought of Yu Qingluo and the scene that day, he felt uncomfortable and didn't want to open up old wounds again.

"Oh my god, Brother Ting, you are really wasting this!"

If he doesn’t want to drink it, you can give it to him. How can such a big company not be digested?

Why bother with coffee?

Stretching his neck to look at the trash can, Fang Yi felt really distressed and painful. This should last at least a month!

Yin Liting understood his little thoughts at a glance, turned around and tapped him with the back of the long spoon:

"Why do you still want to pick up trash?"

The corner of his eye also glanced at the sealing film with the "red heart" logo on the coffee capsule in the trash can, and Yin Liting shook his head again:

"It's better to have less trouble than more. As long as it appears on someone's desk in this company, how can it be absolved of my responsibility?"

This was made by someone Zhu Nianqing. It is obviously a custom-made product and it was made with great care.

The logo could be interpreted as coffee latte art, which was not too abrupt, but he felt that the "lightning" pattern in the red heart symbolized thunder and represented him; of course, it could also be meant to express heartbreak or sadness; and those symbols scattered around, which looked like signatures and decorations, were obviously the artistic font deformation of the word "Wish", and it was hard not to think too much once you noticed it.

He just noticed it by accidental glance.

After bringing a cup of brewed coffee to Fang Yi, Yin Liting pointed to the trash can on the ground floor:

"I'll find someone to help me deal with it later. Throw it far away. It would be better if every one of them can be destroyed before throwing it away."

Fang Yi rolled his eyes, stirred his coffee, and made an "OK" gesture to him:

"By the way, Brother Ting, the New Year's Day holiday starts next weekend. After New Year's Day, it can be said that it is a new year."

"Aren't you and Xinfa's CEO Yu always busy and haven't had a chance to meet? I heard that he's a fan of antiques and calligraphy. The company may not be able to find him often, but the chance of running into him at an auction house is very high. I suddenly remembered that there seemed to be an auction at the Guowen Hotel the day before New Year's Day."

"Maybe he deliberately took advantage of this holiday."

"There should be an invitation letter. I'll ask and send it to you. He's said to be a nice person, except that he might be a bit stubborn. If you just find a chance to talk to him about calligraphy and painting, I think he'll be more willing to communicate with you than over the phone."

“Xinfa is also considered a big player in the mining industry.”

"If we can successfully expand the cooperation to Xinfa, we should be able to quickly occupy this industry. The Internet of Everything will definitely be a major trend in the future. The key is that their company also has a rare mineral that we often use."

"This Mr. Yu is the real deal. He has a mine at home."

"It's just that I don't understand how such a rough guy can be so obsessed with calligraphy and painting. A coal boss and a calligraphy and painting dealer? Can you imagine that scene?"

This doesn't sound like they are from the same world.

"You are judging people by appearance."

After taking a sip of coffee, Yin Liting raised the coffee cup in his hand:

"According to your thinking, we should drink tea instead of coffee now."

Fang Yi couldn't help but laugh:

"Too."

"Do your homework in advance, and then we can go to the auction together."

By that time, Yu Qingluo should be almost well again, so it would be a good opportunity to see if there is any jewelry or something and buy her a small gift. Thinking of this, Yin Liting's thoughts began to drift away.

……

The next day, Yu Qingluo was discharged from the hospital smoothly. The old Chinese doctor was very busy, so the three of them hardly had a chance to chat. Before leaving, Yin Liting went to say goodbye to him.

In his heart, he was very grateful to this Chinese medicine doctor. In addition, Yu Qingluo got along very well with him and kept saying that it was he who helped him get out of this situation. He felt very sorry that he could not give him anything.

Knowing that he liked jade and stones, regardless of their appearance or simply for his own hobby, Yin Liting found a jade Buddha pendant carved from jadeite from home in advance and put it in the amulet.

Gifts are not allowed in the hospital, so this is the only way he could express his gratitude.

I chatted with him for a while under the pretext of consulting him about my illness, and he handed me the amulet with both hands:

"Mr. Wen, thank you for saving my wife. I hope this amulet will bring you good luck."

People often send banners to the hospital, but he took an ordinary amulet and acted honestly, and even if someone saw him, he wouldn't even raise his eyelids.

The old Chinese doctor didn't think much about it and smiled as he stretched out his hand:

"I said you're a good guy."

However, as soon as he grabbed it, he felt something was wrong, but Yin Liting still forced it into his hand:

"This is the patient's wish. It's not worth much. I hope you don't mind. My wife may have to trouble you again in the future."

Seeing this, the old Chinese doctor did not refuse anymore. After a few polite words, Yin Liting left. As soon as he turned into the corridor and looked up, he saw a traffic jam at the door of the ward.

"what happened?"

Rushing to the door, he pulled up Yu Qingluo, who was still half-crouching, and subconsciously pushed him behind him. At this time, the people who were surrounding him also stood up one after another. Mrs. Chen replied:

"Master, it's okay. My wife and I packed up and wanted to come out to take a look. As a result, we accidentally bumped into this lady and her family. This lady's necklace accidentally broke."

"The eldest sister is quite reasonable, so we helped her pick it up together."

"Oh, right. They came here to see Master Wen because of his reputation."

Only then did he notice that Yu Qingluo was also holding a few pearls in her hand. He guessed that since she came out to help, it was likely that she had bumped into someone. Yin Liting said nothing more, took the beads from her hand and pushed her into the house:

"You're just fine, I'll do it."

As soon as he moved, he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance, which was faintly pungent. He unconsciously looked at the stranger on the other side.

He saw a man and a woman, and a woman with gray hair who was obviously older. They had rough skin and looked honest. The woman wore a gold bracelet and carried a handmade cloth bag. They seemed to be a simple family, but they also put on some makeup. He didn't think much about it and pointed to the other side:

"This is the ward area. The duty room is on the opposite corner. Mr. Wen may be on duty in the emergency room tomorrow. You can go over and ask him!"

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