C215 I'll sit next to you

I'm sitting next to you

Cao Ziyang lit up a cigarette, left the room with his bag hanging, and met up with Professor He Lan at the elevator. Afterwards, he met up with the two Chinese medicine professors, Xin Haoming and Ren Xiong, in the hall. After chatting for a while and getting to know each other, the four of them got into a business car outside. This arrangement was a bit strange. Three old men and a young man.

The driver was a Chinese guide in his thirties who was fluent in Japanese and had been hired by Professor Lan. He took everyone out to eat, drink, and play; the first stop was food. It took them twenty minutes to get there, and it was already seven o'clock by then, and the car was parked in a parking lot in Da Xia.

After getting off the car, Professor Lan said to Cao Ziyang, "Dr. Cao, it's not easy to come to Japan. We have to enjoy this famous Japanese thing, don't we?"

Without any wariness, Cao Ziyang said, "That's right, otherwise, it would be a waste to come here."

Professor Lan let out a sigh of relief. "That's right, but we still need to discuss the work. We need to discuss it and not be flustered tomorrow."

Cao Ziyang was puzzled, "Why not all the experts from the whole country?" Just us? And then each of them will be in their own camps? "

Professor Lan nodded. "This way we can strive for the benefit of the provinces. Our province is more outstanding, and the cake is only this big. With too many people sharing it, the amount will be less. We have to do our own business."

Cao Ziyang sighed with emotion. No wonder he had come out to embarrass himself. It turned out that he was not in the same boat, but in his own interests instead of that of a collective one. Of course, human nature was very selfish to begin with, but Chinese people were even more selfish. Cao Ziyang was Chinese, but one had to admit that, in such a deformed country, even if one was not selfish, the special groups above would try everything to make it impossible for one to use their fists and kicks. Since they could not assimilate you, they would have to kick you out.

After entering the Da Xia elevator, Chen Qiang pressed the button for the 23rd floor and moved to the side. Xin Haoming said to Cao Ziyang: "Dr. Cao, actually, we've met before, I don't know if you remember, at the provincial exchange, I'll sit next to you for dinner on the first day."

Cao Ziyang recalled, but could not recall. However, it was disrespectful to speak of it, so he replied, "Oh, right."

"You are very skilled. Although you are very young, you are still very admirable." Xin Haoming sighed, "I am not afraid of you making a joke. Actually, I have already diagnosed the old chief, and the result is that he can only maintain the current situation and control the deterioration of the situation, while you are able to bring the dead back to life. This is a textbook type case, do you have any plans to organize the process and publish the academic papers?"

Cao Ziyang had not thought about this question, of course the Vice-Principal Mao had mentioned it once, and the director of the propaganda department of the Chinese Medical Hospital had also looked for Cao Ziyang, but Cao Ziyang was still very busy, "Let's calculate then, I have not thought much about it."

Ren Xiong said, "You have to think about this. It's a good thing. Being able to cause a national sensation is good for your future." Of course, it's also good for our department, as the doctor-patient relationship is currently very tense. In fact, the failure of many cases is not just a technical failure, if we really calculate it, the proportion of technical failures is actually very low. "

Professor Lan said, "Yes, just take a hospital for example. Those Non-Technical Section s have already stepped their way into the technical department, but there's nothing we can do about it. Those Non-Technical Section people are the relatives of the leaders of certain leaders, and this is a tragedy for the hospital, and that is, there's a lot of food in this messy department. The number of people in this medical department is even greater than in the emergency department.

As the conversation got further and further away, Cao Ziyang was unable to speak. How long had it been since he had officially started? He did not even know how many departments in the hospital were there, but since he had visited many departments in the pharmacy section, in the Chinese Medical Hospital, there were a total of 100 principal and vice-presidents, 6 vice principals, 5 men and 1 woman, but they were all just for the fun of it. While he was in his job, the Vice-Principal Mao had a lot of people in charge, purchasing and administrative personnel, the distribution was a little messy, but of course it was because of the strong background in the Vice-Principal Mao.

With so many chairmen, Cao Ziyang had never met more than ten of them. He had seen many of them, but no one knew who they were even though he had taken off his white coat and seen them on the street.

Professor Lan, Xin Haoming and Ren Xiong talked intensely about some institutional matters all the way to the 12th floor. When they got out of the elevator, Professor Lan apologetically said to Cao Ziyang, "Look at the topics we have discussed, Dr. Cao is not interested. We should actually talk about the Japanese women, haha …"

In fact, Cao Ziyang was still interested in what they were talking about, as listening to them could help him understand more about the functioning of the medical system. After all, the more he understood about this line, the better.

Upon stepping out of the elevator, they faced the reception desk, on both sides stood two Japanese women wearing kimono, they were very pretty, their expressions and actions were very polite, the service quality they provided was very high, but Cao Ziyang and the three professors didn't know what they were talking about, it was Chen Qiang who was in charge of communication. After speaking for more than ten seconds, one of the attendants led everyone into the dining hall. However, the interior of the restaurant was different from Cao Ziyang's expectation. It was all exquisite rooms, and it was a typical Japanese design.

The reception led everyone to a luxurious resting hall. There, some customers were whispering to each other. Not long after, a manager like Japanese woman came in and greeted them one by one. Then, he started to interact with Chen Qiang, the whole process continued for two minutes, and the exchange ended with a round of courteous greetings before he left.

What was this?

Cao Ziyang was especially depressed. This restaurant seemed too mysterious, it actually had to wait for someone to eat. He clearly saw an empty room just now. Of course, the designs of these rooms were very unique. On each side of the table was a praying mat, and in the middle was a large animal fur, four corners was an active water mechanism, and there were many unique and beautiful designs. Anyway, Cao Ziyang really couldn't tell that it was a normal table when he saw it.

After chatting for 15 minutes in the resting hall, the manager came back and spoke a few words to Chen Qiang. Chen Qiang then said to Cao Ziyang and the other three professors in Chinese: "Everyone, the private rooms and food have been prepared.

The manager led the way and led them out of the resting hall. They walked deeper into the corridor before finally stopping in front of a large private room. The door was a typical Japanese sliding door, embroidered with a strange and beautiful design that was full of a certain cultural characteristic of Japan. Around the corridor, there was a very unique fragrance. Cao Ziyang was familiar with the smell, but he couldn't smell what it was. It must be said that the smell was very soothing.

The manager opened the door to the room. The interior was pleasant and relaxing, but Cao Ziyang was not one of them. This was because Cao Ziyang was only very surprised. First of all, the interior decorations were very beautiful, which was certain. It was just like those private rooms Cao Ziyang had seen just now. Although the furniture was the same, the furniture was definitely of a higher grade. Next, there were eight Japanese beauties in kimono kneeling on the small prayer mat next to the big prayer mat with a sweet smile on their faces …

Cao Ziyang finally knew what that unique looking table looked like. It was a table for a woman, a young lady, and the perfect posture to lie down with different colored sushi covering every part of her body. Other than the smile on her face and eyes, she really couldn't tell that she was alive.

However, he had to admit that this young lady's figure was extremely outstanding. Her skin was snow-white and sparkling, and the force of her blow was terrifying. No matter how he looked at it, it felt extremely comfortable.

However, this scene made Cao Ziyang feel very evil, and a thought popped into his mind, "A woman's body". This evil Japanese culture. Although Cao Ziyang had never seen this culture before, he still knew about this perverted race's fame. For example, at this moment, this supreme banquet had a history of over a thousand years in Japan.

Women in this profession, in addition to having to be places, had to undergo intensive training. They had to practice staying still under all circumstances, even when splashing wine or vomiting on her body. As for why it had to be a place, it was because the Japanese believed that only a place had its own inherent purity and external cleanliness.

Japanese actually knows how to be pure and clean? It's magical, isn't it?

Now, after experiencing it for himself, Cao Ziyang truly did not know what was going on. If he wanted to leave, something was wrong. If he stayed, wouldn't he be working with these three hoodlums? These professors made Cao Ziyang feel disgusted. They were highly skilled in special fields, and this was the kind of person he was? This was already too much of a hooligan to forgive them. Playing with the nurses in the hospital, playing with the public relations women provided by the medical company, and still going abroad with this kind of attitude, how could anyone not care?

As he scolded in his heart, Cao Ziyang suddenly understood. Xiao Xiaoyi definitely knew of this matter, otherwise his expression at that time would not have been so strange. Also, according to Professor Lan at the parking lot, they had come to Japan with great difficulty, so they had to enjoy all the famous things there. This thing was very famous, but it was a trap.

While Cao Ziyang was still in a daze, the three professors had already entered and were about to sit down. Seeing that Cao Ziyang had yet to move, Professor Lan said, "Dr. Cao, what are you standing there for?"

Cao Ziyang braced himself to enter and sat down in the vacant seat. Immediately, the two Japanese women beside him got busy and handed over to him. The procedure was very complicated. The most painful thing for Cao Ziyang was that he was sitting in the direction where the girl was looking at. Looking at the pair of smiling eyes, Cao Ziyang did not know what to make of this complicated feeling.

After the manager and Chen Qiang left, the three professors laughed happily as they chatted with the Japanese beauties beside them, unrestrainedly discussing all aspects of the girls.