Ye Hong looks at the shop called "an Tong Xiaochu" in his hand, and meditates in his eyes.

The name of the store is very common and common.

In Antong District of Bailu City, there are a large number of shops prefixed by district names.

For example, Antong kitchens, Antang appliances, Antong snacks and so on.

The shop is also very ordinary, less than 20 square meters of small shops, selling some home cooked dishes.

But also precisely because of this, has caused the night Hong's attention.

Even if the ordinary shop business is bad, it can sell more than 100 shares every day, otherwise it will be closed down.

But Yehong found that the information mentioned that such a small shop only sells 50 meals a day.

No more, no less. 50 copies a day.

Which store can keep the daily sales at exactly the same level?

Unless it's rationed somewhere.

The so-called abnormal things must have demon, night Hong put this information aside, ready to study later.

This small shop was recommended by Zhang Yuchen. In his words, it was a delicious and good store that was accidentally found when passing by.

Even if ye Hong trusts Zhang Yuchen, but now the Catering Association is newly established, everything has to be careful.

Ye Hong, the president, sighed deeply and began to write down the rules and regulations of the association.

...

a few days later, when Yehong was preparing to go out at his home in Tianhe garden, he received a rarely received call.

"Vice President Jiang, what can I do for you?" Ye Hong answers the phone.

It was the Yangtze River, the vice Hospital of the 185 hospital.

To know that usually Night Hong's affairs are handed over to Nalan snow, it can be said that Nalan snow is equivalent to acting president.

Like Jiang Zuo'an, they always contact Nalan snow directly and seldom come to disturb Yehong. Sister Literature Network www.jjwxw.net

"Dean, the event is not good, vice president Nalan fainted!"

At the other end of the phone came the anxious voice of Jiang zuohan.

"Don't worry. Make it clear what's going on."

Night Hong frowns up eyebrow way.

It's just dizzy. Is there no one who can deal with so many doctors in the great 185 hospital? Yehong doesn't believe it.

"According to our group of experts, vice president Nalan seems to be poisoned!

Dean, now vice president Nalan's life is in danger. Please come here and have a look! "

"Well, I'll get there right away."

Night Hong put on his overcoat and rushed out of the house.

As he went to the parking lot, he dialed Wei Qing's number.

From the receiver came the sound of shutting down. It seems that Wei Qing should have gone abroad again.

...

while Yehong drove yejue to the 185 hospital, which was the Research Center for severe diseases.

The Research Center for severe diseases is a laboratory built by Kuai Changfeng, former president of the 185 hospital.

The laboratory is dedicated to the study of treatments for major diseases such as major cancers.

At ordinary times, the research center only allows the senior vice presidents to communicate with experts, which is extremely cold.

Especially today, there are only a few people in the laboratory.

In the slightly dark laboratory, the morning sun projected on the window glass, reflecting the two gloomy faces in front of the window.

"Qiu... Mr. Qiu, will Yehong be cheated?"

Jiang zuocan, with a look of fear and fear, carefully said to Qiu Yishan.

After knowing the real background of Qiu Yishan, Jiang zuogan secretly found out how lucky he had been. After fighting with Qiu Yishan for so long, he was still alive!