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"You asked him to study on your own initiative, and he personally selected the fifteen ones," Shen Yang said, "But do you know how many senior three students there are in this class of Jiusi Middle School? , he only chose these fifteen, and why?"

"..."

"However, all these parents don't know." Seeing that he had figured it out, Shen Yang spread his hands and said, "The parents only know that because Mr. Han changed a bastard's life, he can also change his own children."

"..."

"Many of the patients are such parents who 'only care about the reputation and ignore the actual situation'." Shen Yang sighed: "I personally think that a higher threshold is not a bad thing. The first sentence my master said to me was 'this world There are too many patients, and you can’t save them all. As a doctor, you must learn to choose.’ I deeply agree. Similarly, I choose patients, and patients also choose me. This is a mutual selection process.”

Seeing that the three people in front of him could understand what he meant, Shen Yang smiled slightly and said: "My number is a bit difficult to arrange, but I don't shy away from traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and only choose the appropriate and most suitable treatment for the patient. This is also a high threshold for patients. People's protection. As for the two years after the registration, I can only explain three points. First, they can afford to wait for a non-emergency illness, and they are not too slow. Second, they can afford it, and they are willing to spend it, and they are not too expensive. No. And these are out of my control.”

"Then...how did Han Fei get to your place..."

"secret!"

"..."

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay," Shen Yang couldn't do anything about Yuan Hua's pestering skills, and quickly said: "My patients are either registered, or assigned by the higher authorities, or I randomly come in and want to come in." In our outpatient clinic, everyone we meet is destined.”

"!" So it seems that Han Fei is "assigned", why is he assigned?What are those in the back? Yuan Hua groaned strangely: "You are not a Taoist priest! Repay fate! Destiny? What you meet is fate?"

Yuan Huahao said: "What's the difference between you and those lunatics who are dangling on the mountain and suddenly pointing at passers-by and saying 'the donor's Yintang is black'?!"

"I'm going to ignore you!" Shen Yang yelled strangely.

"What an idiot!" At the same time, Fei Han yelled loudly, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll destroy you!" He was still holding the sketchbook that Han Fei gave Wang Meng, and couldn't help but grab the thong at his feet. The paper box was thrown over, and Yuan Hua's head thumped with a bang, and tears immediately dripped down.

"Don't!" Yuan Hua quickly shut up, and hurriedly said: "There is still half an hour, anyway, you have already come, and you have already received a free clinic, so please take pity on me. If I faint or something later, you must take care of me." Save me, I don't want to die yet, I want to grow up alive, I want to—”

"You're really enough!" Shen Yang knocked on the table, calling everyone's attention back, and said, "Let's get down to business, I'll ask a few questions, and you can answer them."

"When did his father die?"

"What's the environment like in his home?"

"What might he have said to his mother?"

"Which school is his brother in? What is the relationship?"

All four people present knew that "he" refers to Han Fei.

"..." The three of them looked at each other, but couldn't answer.

"The family environment should not be very good, but since he can study art, I can't imagine how bad it could be," Fei Han said. In his cognition, he still couldn't compare Han Fei with the family environment. No.: "It shouldn't be much worse!"

"But he didn't go to Beijing with you." Shen Yang told the truth, implying that the trip really didn't cost much. With Han Fei's intelligence, he would definitely get more than what he spent, and said: "You asked him to treat you to dinner, what did you eat?"

"..." Fei Han said, "Stir-fried strips, steamed buns, soft drinks, and a piece of pineapple for himself."

"..." Bearing the reproachful eyes of the three people, he said forcefully, "I didn't know it would happen!"

While talking, Qian Hui, Jin Cheng, and Huang Jue also arrived. They looked at the people at the three tables curiously. Two of them had seen each other on TV, and they were somewhat panicked. Sit down at the table.

"He likes 'big-headed dolls' and is not picky about food, but he eats very little. I suspect that all his money other than food is spent on painting supplies!" Yuan Hua said carefully: "I remember that his monthly food expenses are fixed. Yes, 200 yuan. So when he gave me a 200 yuan Chinese New Year red envelope, I was really touched, it was not just 200 yuan."

"200 yuan for adults?" Wang Meng felt distressed when she thought about it, and said in confusion, "Although the salary of the male god is squeezed, it shouldn't be so miserable! What do you drink?" The latter sentence is the three people who just rushed in Said.

"It is indeed 200 yuan." Jin Cheng joined the conversation, nodded at Wang Meng, and said, "Whatever you want, thank you. The teacher didn't allow us to add it without permission. On the teacher's birthday... I'm ashamed to say that we each bought a triangle for one or two yuan. The cake, told him that it was our lunch, and 16 yuan was put together to form a square cake, so he made a wish to blow out the candles, otherwise he would never accept us to celebrate his birthday."

"When I decided on the recipe, I racked my brains." Qian Hui was far less generous than Jin Cheng, and tremblingly said, "Thanks to Jin Cheng's meticulous planning."

"And the recipe?" Shen Yang looked over and asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

"The teacher doesn't eat when he's busy," Huang Jue seemed to be encouraged, and said proactively, "He didn't eat what we bought for him, but later we forced him to eat, otherwise we wouldn't accept his extracurricular tutoring. He couldn't help it. You just gave us the meal card."

"Then we set a recipe, balanced nutrition, and we have to worry about eating greasy things." Qian Hui's voice became steady, "His three meals a day, our class committee is responsible for buying meals for him in rotation, and delivering them to him." In the studio."

"No wonder he loves you so much!" Shen Yang smiled, and praised: "You are really good boys." With a few words, the tension and strangeness of the few people disappeared.

"Not good." Jin Cheng was different from those two. She smiled bleakly and said sadly: "It's because of the recipe, the parents think that the teacher has a close relationship with us, and they keep complaining about him like a thief. I still have a stalemate with my parents Now, if they don't settle the teacher's affairs, I won't talk to them."

"?"

"Jin's Law Firm." Yuan Hua explained to Shen Yang.The latter understood that she was the daughter of a well-known debater in City X, and asked, "Then how did your investigation go?"

"..." Jin Cheng looked at the people present and knew that they were not outsiders. He said in a low voice, "After the monthly salary arrives in the account, all the integers up to a thousand will go into the same account, and the teacher only keeps a few hundred yuan. The name of the other party's account is: Liu Ying."

Shen Yang asked: "Who is that?"

Jin Cheng said, "His mother."

Shen Yang asked again: "When did his father die, do you know?"

"I don't know the exact time." Jin Cheng shook his head and said, "But according to the survey results, it should be before the completion of the graduation work."

"The "Father"?"

Jin Cheng nodded to show his affirmation, and said: "We have consulted the counselor of the teacher's university. It is said that the teacher hardly went to school or the studio for more than half a year. Then one day, he went back to school and locked himself up for two weeks. , When I left the studio, the teacher handed over the graduation work, which is that one. During the internship, the teacher also said that he would continue to study, but for some reason, he suddenly said work, but at that time there was no choice. The counselor gave the teacher I recommend Jiusi Middle School."

"Haven't gone to school for more than half a year..." Shen Yang had something to say, and looked at Fei Han, "Did he really not give you a chance to help him?"

The latter suddenly turned dark. Wasn't it the time when he told Han Fei that they could go to Paris together? Han Fei went to him and said he wanted to see the documents. The culprit is myself!

Fei Han hugged the drawing book in his hands tightly, and rushed away without saying hello to anyone.

The loss of a fee letter did not have any impact on the rest of the people. After he left, Wang Meng put away the documents and materials used by the two for their meeting before returning to the table and continuing to listen to what they said about the male god.

"We are also puzzled. It is said that continuing to study is the normal choice. Why did we change our mind?" Jin Cheng said distressedly: "But now we can't contact the teacher, and Wang Bin just insisted that it is true." Fair trade, and said that the teacher is a hypocrite seeking money. If this continues, the evidence from all sides is actually not very favorable to the teacher."

"? Why are you talking about a hypocrite?" Yuan Hua asked in surprise, "What does this mean?"

"Wang Bin took out a contract." Jin Chengdao: "According to him, the teacher signed it voluntarily. And the content of the contract is indeed for money."

Jin Cheng winked.

Shen Yang raised his eyebrows, Wang Meng's face turned cold, Huang Jue and Qian Hui looked at the four people who suddenly became inexplicable.

Yuan Hua looked solemn, and said: "But this does not mean that he did not squeeze!"

"No, that's not what I said." Jin Cheng shook his head, thought about the wording, and explained: "If this contract is valid, then the money will be included in the income, and it can be counted as overtime pay, benefits, rewards, etc. In this way, there will be no so-called oppression! You have to pay attention to this, and you will be paid. In this case, Wang Bin is at most a violation of the regulations, and it is a matter of warning. In your family's situation... probably even the warning is just a formality. There can be no worse outcome."

"Then... what should the teacher do? If it's just an illegal operation, Wang Bin will definitely bully the teacher in the future!" Qian Hui looked at Jin Cheng and Yuan Hua anxiously, she couldn't make up her mind, she didn't know what to do!

Their ultimate goal is to keep the teacher clean and innocent. Those rumors, foul language, slander, and slander cannot be followed by Han Fei, let alone documents, punishments, etc., but the current situation is not optimistic, and even backfired, completely contrary to their original intention Got an idea!

"Let me think about it." Yuan Hua frowned, burning with anxiety.

"What does the male god want so much money for?" Wang Meng was puzzled, she couldn't figure it out, and said strangely: "Why do you need money, you need to sign a contract with that... Wang Bin when you know that the operation is illegal?"

Everyone shook their heads, who knew?

Shen Yang asked: "Do you have the sum of his transfer records to Liu Ying's account?"

"This is where Wang Bin is smart."

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"Hehe." Jin Cheng sneered twice, which sounded scary. She swept through the doubtful people one by one, and said: "The content of the contract clearly stipulates that the minimum reward is [-] yuan. Wang Bin divided the [-] yuan into small shares. The monthly salary is paid together with the salary. As of last month, the total amount transferred from the teacher to his mother’s account was just over [-].”

"I'll fuck him!" Yuan Hua couldn't help cursing.

"That's the crux of the problem." Jin Cheng shrugged, indicating that if cursing is useful, she can keep scolding, keep scolding until she vomits blood and explodes, but it's useless.

She said helplessly: "If the other party's lawyer insists that the [-] yuan is the [-] yuan in the contract, I know I can't justify it. Now I can only pin my hopes on the team. I don't know what plan my mother will use. They are studying it."

This is a dilemma, and everyone is dignified, and it can only be handed over to professionals to break through.

"Then..." Shen Yang asked suspiciously, "Have you contacted his mother?" Since the [-] was collected by Han Fei's mother, contacting her will at least clarify why Han Fei chose to teach at Jiusi Middle School , and even signed such a contract instead of continuing to study at the Academy of Fine Arts.

"I can't get in touch." Jin Cheng's complexion was gloomy again, and it was hard to see an extreme. After a long while, he said angrily: "They said that there is no such son or brother."

"!"

"We couldn't find her. We couldn't ask anything useful."

"Where's that younger brother?" Shen Yang asked again: "Which school is he in? Can't you find it like this?"

Chapter 57