Sleepless Doctor

Latest website: Wu Mian heard the man talking and saw Zhang Ping sitting on the wax, he smiled, and said, "Boss, let them eat first, we are not in a hurry."

Zhang Ping glanced at Wu Mian with some gratitude, and went to get the string in silence.

"Damn, would you bring me the things that came on someone else's table?" the sullen man said with a sneer.

"..." Zhang Ping paused, her eyebrows frowned, her face covered with frost, her hands pinched her apron, she was about to explode in the next second.

A white jade-like hand patted her shoulder.

"Madam boss, go ahead, I'm here." Wu Mian said with a smile.

Zhang Ping nodded and whispered, "Xiaomian, don't fight. Especially... don't hurt anyone."

Xue Chunhe and Matthew Dewere sweating profusely when they heard the boss's wife say this. Does Teacher Wu still have this hobby?

But thinking of the rumors of the rivers and lakes, it is said that the brains of the traffickers were punched out that day, and Xue Chunhe's heart trembled.

This is a civil dispute. Teacher Wu shouldn't cause trouble here.

There is nothing to talk about with drunks. There are too many drunks in the emergency department of the hospital. Teacher Wu, too, come out to eat supper in the evening, so why bother to be nosy.

Thinking about it, Xue Chunhe stood up, ready to pull Wu Mian.

"Don't worry, go ahead, lady boss." Wu Mian smiled, pushing Zhang Ping back to the kitchen with his hands hard.

Seeing Zhang Ping left, Wu Mian turned around and asked, "How many do you care about?"

The gloomy man looked at Wu Mian and sneered, "We are Chaoyang people and can't understand the shabby sanitation in this shop, why? Do you have an opinion?"

"You can't come here if you don't understand." Wu Mian smiled, and while talking, he went to the bar and fiddled with the computer skillfully.

Xue Chunhe is relieved, as long as he doesn't do anything, he can do anything.

"Dean, you sit down, and I will chat with my brother." Matthew De said.

Usually there is a lot of dirty work, Matthew De has formed a physiological reflex, and he wants to rush forward when encountering similar things and similar people.

Just now, Matthew also deliberately took a step slower. Seeing that Wu was not impulsive, he was ready to sit down and talk.

"Sit down." Wu Mian played with the mouse in the bar, his voice was gentle, without a trace of anger.

Seeing Wu Mian holding a mouse in his right hand, Matthew De seemed to be looking for something. Holding the mobile phone in his left hand, I don't even look at it. The mobile phone is dexterously clicked on the phone screen, and I already know what my boss wants to do.

Really, it's so hard to talk and eat well.

"District Chief Deng, how long will you be there?"

Sure enough, Wu Mian said a few seconds later.

"Oh, something happened. I ran into a few drunks and had a little argument. They said it was hygienic, so I need trouble."

"Okay, let their chief come to lead people."

After speaking, Wu Mian hung up the phone.

"Brothers, wait a while." Wu Mian said with a smile, "Sun Haitao, Hao Jingbo, Li Xiu, Zhao Congran, it's you."

"..." The drunks were taken aback.

The gloomy person was still hesitating, didn't just stand up and leave, wanting to take another look. But when Wu Mian directly said their names, the stool looked like nails, and he immediately stood up, pulling the people around him to leave.

"Zhao Congran, do you think things will be bigger after you leave, or will you hide it?" Wu Mian returned to the table and took the wet tissue that Chu Zhixi had handed him and wiped his hands.

"How do you know my name?" Zhao Congran asked with a change of expression.

"Haha." Wu Mian just smiled, but didn't speak.

"Let's go!" The other guy said sternly.

Zhao Congran held him, still hesitating. This person is just blindly sullen and vicious, but he doesn't have a decisive heart. While wondering whether he had provoked someone who shouldn't be offended, he wondered if Wu Mian was pretending.

"Don't listen to him nonsense, he can call District Chief Deng with a single phone call?" said a dark-faced, big-and-three-thin man, "paralyzed, even if District Chief Deng comes today, Lao Tzu will turn him up here."

A white POLO stopped next to him. Deng Ming got out of the car and heard someone in the hotel clamoring to knock him to the ground...

The scene was so embarrassing. Deng Ming, an international student and high-achieving student in Cambridge, was not used to eating at the stalls on the streets. If Wu Mian hadn't come to him, Deng Ming would never show up here.

When a POLO was brought in, the drunken men felt relieved. Nonsense, can Chief Deng take this car?

But when Deng Ming got out of the car, Zhao Congran woke up immediately after drinking.

It's really Deng Ming, just like the Temo Summoned Beast, snapped his fingers, and appeared at the roadside stall in less than 2 minutes.

As soon as the black-faced man behind him was about to scold him, Zhao Congran quickly stepped on the back of his instep.

"What are you doing!" the black-faced man asked suspiciously.

Zhao Congran didn't have any quick wits, and he didn't even know whether to leave or stay. I seem to have gotten into trouble today, and how to deal with it is also a dew.

He stood there blankly, watching Deng Ming's gaze swept across his face, habitually filled with humble smiles.

"Ms. Wu, what's the matter?" Deng Ming asked with a dark face.

Wu Mian froze for a while. Deng Ming sighed.

This is all kind of shit, but so is Mr. Wu, regardless of his status and status, and he still eats kebabs at this kind of roadside stall. It's not enough to eat on his own, but he is still pulling two deans.

Ugh……

Deng Ming sighed, his head was about to tuck under the table. It's not that he can't show the leadership style to teach those people, he just feels pointless.

"Teacher Wu, look at this trouble." Deng Ming said with a sigh, "I will hand it over to Liu Ju, and others will be there soon."

"District Deng, there is a major event calling you, and I want to ask you what you think." Wu Mian said with a smile, as if he didn't remember those drunks at all.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Deng Ming's heart moved, and then he recalled that Teacher Wu had something to say when he was looking for him.

"Sit and say, District Chief Deng." Wu Mian saw Deng Ming sitting down, and then said, "I contacted a manufacturer and it is possible that the factory will be built in our development zone."

What Deng Ming likes to listen to most is this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His eyes are instantly bright, and he forgets that this is a roadside stall, and it is not too oily or not greasy. Putting his arm on the table, he leaned forward, and hurriedly asked, "What factory? How much can I invest?"

Seeing Deng Ming's appearance, Wu Mian laughed.

Deng Ming looked at himself, somewhat puzzled.

"District Deng, with you, the development zone will definitely work." Wu Mian said.

"Oh, I was forced to do this too. I can't help it, I can't give everything to the province, and I can't sing well after setting up the stage, isn't it?"

"It's China MicroPort, the initial investment... this is hard to say. If I can bring in Ranko, the investment may be over 100 million yuan."

Deng Ming's eyes turned into light bulbs.

"Dollar."

Deng Ming's eyes turned into incandescent lamps.