Chapter 328: Are You Talking to Me?

Zheng Jianguo remembered that there were no people in the Internet café in the morning, but he also knew that there was a problem with this game hall now, that is, the content of the game was a bit small, and it was impossible to run a computer knowledge popularization class like in the previous life to train computer talents for the United States, right?

At this time, the computer courses are all university courses, although some high schools have opened computer courses, but they are mainly based on interest classes, rather than included in the teaching syllabus.

However, this is a field of computer application technology, and the FBI represented by Charlie is afraid that it will not be happy, so it should be able to make money by buying the listed console to open a game hall with an hourly fee, right?

Zheng Jianguo didn't know that in his original memory, there was a kind of game hall that used red and white machines and MD game consoles with TVs to coexist with the regular arcade-based game halls, which were charged at 2-3 yuan per hour in the early 90s.

You must know that compared with a single computer room worth tens of thousands, whether it is a red and white machine or an MD game console, even if you count the TV set of display equipment, it never exceeds 1000 yuan, and the price of a computer in the same period can buy 7-10 sets of game consoles + TV.

Of course, considering the per capita income level in the early 90s, even if the standard annual income of 1,500 yuan from the National Bureau of Statistics is calculated, those who dare to invest so much money belong to a very small minority of the very few, and more people who dare not invest and want to do it but have no money.

However, at this time, the lack of game content is still the main problem -

The money in his hand is still thrown in the futures market, Zheng Jianguo has begun to think about how to invest after making money, and at this time, according to the ideal state, he will return to the Republic to invest with this money.

The shortage of foreign exchange in the country has become negative, but the consequence of this is the uncertainty of the FBI, although the money has been transferred to the account of the Swiss bank, but the domestic investment has to be reported, I am afraid that the IRS will check the source of his money.

All that's left to do is half to half, half back to the country and half to the United States, or the United Kingdom and three places in the country?

"Hey, Zheng, good morning—"

When Zheng Jianguo appeared in the corridor of the emergency room, the old policeman You Lan quickly said hello, and he nodded with a smile and said, "How are you, it was your time to work the night shift yesterday?"

"Akon has been on duty for 3 night shifts, I have to be considerable~"

Tilting his head and smiling, Youlan, who had a hanging in the corner of his eye, was sleepy-eyed, they were able to work the night shift or because Zheng Jianguo received a bomb package that time, and then looked at Zheng Jianguo's face and smiled: "I see that you didn't sleep well?"

"Ah~ha, something happened last night-"

Zheng Jianguo yawned and dealt with it, he had a little cold and fever symptoms, plus last night, to be exact, from yesterday to today, his spirit was up and down, and if he wanted to have a good night's sleep, it was really a dream.

"Hey, Zheng, I heard about your shooting on St. Paul's Street?"

Pulini, the hospitalized general who was holding a cup of coffee, came out of nowhere, Zheng Jianguo tilted his head at him after hearing it, revealing a speechless face, Plini's face instantly disappeared, and his eyes widened with surprise: "Oh, Shet, it can't be you, right?"

"Hi Pliny, what are you talking about Zheng?"

As the voice came, Manion appeared next to the two of them with the fragrance of his body, holding a headband to wrap up the explosive hairstyle, and a pair of eyes swept over Zheng Jianguo's face with a blink, full of concern: "Oh, Doctor Zheng, I saw the bloodshot in your eyes, didn't you rest yesterday?"

"Well, something happened last night, a whole bunch of things since yesterday after work, to be exact, did we have a power outage in the emergency room yesterday?"

Zheng Jianguo smelled the smell of perfume wafting from the tip of his nose, and subconsciously widened the distance between the two, the corner of his eyes had swept to the distance Alfonso appeared, and was asking Manion, and saw Alfonso a few steps in front of him, and handed her the breakfast bag in his hand: "Hey, Manion, the hot dog I bought on the road when I came, did you eat breakfast?"

"Oh, I've already eaten it, thank you, Dr. Alfonso. ”

Manion swept Alfonso as if looking at a stranger, Zheng Jianguo and Pliny looked at each other and turned around to distance themselves from the two, and only picked up the attendance card before the punch card machine, and the figure of the director Nathan appeared next to him in a hurry, and after picking up the attendance card, he looked at Zheng Jianguo and asked: "Zheng, congratulations on the publication of your article——"

"Published? oh, the scalpel's—"

After a stunned expression, Zheng Jianguo put it back in place after playing the card and said, "It was published so soon? That's good——"

"It's good, so it's worth complimenting, come on-"

Nodding his head and saying with an approving face, Nathan turned and left: "The magazine is in my office, you can read it if you want—"

"Oh, I'll go get it-"

Zheng Jianguo was about to say that when I went to change clothes, Plini, who was wearing a surgical gown next to him, hugged a cup of coffee and said, Nathan nodded and turned away: "Okay, you can get it." ”

"This can't be Pliny's first JAMA, right?"

Zheng Jianguo had this thought in his mind, the reason why he chose JAMA for the magazine he voted for at that time was because he had not submitted an article in this magazine, and the most voted for was "The Lancet", the second was "New England Medicine" and "Cell", and the rest was the "Journal of the American Medical Association" of JAMA.

Although he has long been a reviewer of others, it is the first time to publish an article, as for the remaining BMJ "British Medical Journal" in the four major medical journals, it is a little too far to send a letter across the ocean, of course, he wants to publish "Cell" the most, but unfortunately considering that the influence is too low at this time, and it is not a blockbuster article, he did not submit it.

"Hey, Zheng, really sent it-"

Pliny was obviously a little excited, and ran to the locker room with the latest "JAMA" to show off, and Zheng Jianguo, who had just put on a white coat, glanced at him and said, "Doctor Plini, be reserved—"

"Ha, that's because you have to be reserved for me, I don't have to, I haven't thought about being on "JAMA" yet, thank you, Zheng~"

Pliny's back molars were exposed, and Zheng Jianguo remembered his mood when he first appeared in The Lancet, although it was just a rather "tricky" paper, it was very likely to be Pliny's most professional academic research, especially with Zheng Jianguo as the first author: "I really want to thank you, Zheng, I want to treat you to a meal-"

"Then in the cafeteria at noon, I want a fried chicken bucket, a large portion. ”

Seeing that the other party was in a really good mood, Zheng Jianguo did not refuse Pliny's kindness, and the two had eaten the most together, so he didn't hide his thoughts: "That's okay, right?"

"Oh, I want to treat you to a big meal—"

Prini blinked and hesitated, Zheng Jianguo waved his hand and said, "It's decided, whoever asked me to come will follow you-"

"Okay, then it's decided~"

As if remembering the scene when the two were together before, Pliny didn't bother anymore, he knew that Zheng Jianguo might not be able to read this article, after all, people had sent a lot of "The Lancet" in Harvard Medical School, just to see Alfonso who appeared at the door, especially when he saw the breakfast bag in his hand, he also said: "Alfonso, hurry up, I'll take you to hand over——"

"Oh, okay—"

Alfonso, who looked a little depressed, quickly came to his senses, put the breakfast bag down, looked at Pliny and then at the breakfast bag, and then picked it up and said, "Doctor Plini, have you had breakfast?"

"I've eaten it, but you can put this in the doctor's office, maybe any doctor or nurse assistant doesn't want to eat free food, you can change the taste-"

Sweeping his eyes over the breakfast bag, Pliny said and turned his head and walked out of the locker room, Massachusetts General Hospital provides food for free, but the same pizza and bread combination can be eaten for several months, I am afraid that only Zheng Jianguo can eat when he is hungry, but when Alfonso put the hot dog in the food dispensing area of the doctor's office, Zheng Jianguo looked at the breakfast bag that had not yet been opened and said: "Why didn't you send it out, you quarreled with Manion??"

"I don't know how she changed, she seems to have lost interest in me-"

Feeling the concern in Zheng Jianguo's voice, Alfonso confided as if he had seen a confidant, but as he didn't finish the first sentence, he found that the doctors next to him seemed to him, and he also realized that this was not a place to talk about private emotional topics: "If you want to eat, you can take it and eat it." ”

"Well, I feel like the aspirin I took in the morning is working, it has relieved my cold symptoms and whetted my appetite, and now I want to eat something-"

Zheng Jianguo picked up the breakfast bag unceremoniously and said, then opened it and looked at the hot dog inside and bit it, not wanting the office door to open, Pliny's head poked in: "Alfonso, you come to hand over to me-"

"Oh, okay~"

Alfonso turned to leave, Zheng Jianguo couldn't help blinking, this thing should be the last quarter of Harvard Medical School in his opinion, but he can successfully get a graduation certificate in the bottom quarter of the group and become a resident doctor, which shows that his brain is still on the passing line, of course, except for some inconsistencies.

But young people, it's normal not to be in tune, right?

Seeing that the stupid Alfonso was called away, Zheng Jianguo also took a few bites of the hot dog and ate it, he is still Alfonso's soldier according to the division of labor, and no one is working He can be lazy and lazy, so he found him and Pliny before his mouth was finished.

"This bed was sobered up yesterday, and I don't even have an ID on it, so be careful not to be run away by him-"

"This girl was sent over at 5:31 this morning, she has no ID on her body, and she has no guardian, no abnormalities were found in her body after the examination, and hypoglycemia was found after a blood test, it is likely that she is in a coma caused by malnutrition, and she has not woken up after the glucose infusion, and she needs to continue to observe - Zheng, do you think she looks like a Chinese?"

When Zheng Jianguo appeared, Priny was taking Alfonso to the edge of a hospital bed, and looked at an Asian girl with black hair lying on the bed and asked, at this time, Zheng Jianguo shook his head after hearing the introduction: "There are more Asian people in this country, it depends on what she says after waking up, and it is even more difficult to guess if she comes to the authentic British accent." ”

"Hehe, you're right. ”

Pliny smiled and turned to the side of the hospital bed opposite, but Zheng Jianguo found that the Asian girl lying on the bed had her eyelids moving, knowing that she was pretending to be asleep, but remembering his experience from yesterday to now, he pretended not to see it and turned around.

Sure enough, when Zheng Jianguo followed Pliny and Alfonso to the next bed, Manion's voice came: "Catch her, she ran away-"

“???”

Before Zheng Jianguo could come back to his senses, the little policeman at the door, Akon, shouted: "Caught it-"

“#...... ¥@#¥%@*...... )”

A series of extremely familiar childish voices came, Zheng Jianguo judged the identity of the other party from this unintelligible words, although he didn't understand what the other party said, but in the Korean dramas watched by his daughter-in-law in his last life, he heard a lot of this pronunciation language: "It's actually a female stick?"

"Zheng, is it Chinese?"

Alfonso looked at it with curiosity on his face, Zheng Jianguo couldn't help but glance at the goods, and found that the other party's face was really full of questions, shook his head and said, "It's not-"

"Then you know where she's from?"

Pliny next to him asked, Zheng Jianguo nodded and said, "I only know that she speaks Korean, as for whether she is from the south or from the north, I can't hear it-"

"If you understand the language, we can call a translator. ”

Pliny turned his head to look at the girl who was handcuffed by Akon after being twisted, Zheng Jianguo stopped thinking after confirming that she was not Chinese, knowing that the United States is a country of immigrants, and there are many translators in various hospitals, especially in hospitals of the level of Massachusetts General Hospital, there are still many professional medical language translators.

However, Zheng Jianguo had no intention of caring about others at this time, and glanced at the gold watch on his wrist to the service desk, but he didn't expect Ma Niong to show a sweet smile, and quickly took the remote control to tune the TV channel to the financial program, so that Zheng Jianguo was a little embarrassed: "Thank you." ”

"Zheng, how much money did you make in oil futures?"

Mañon looked left and right and found that Alfonso was looking in the distance, and couldn't help but roll his eyes and look at Zheng Jianguo to ask, but Zheng Jianguo's attention was on the host on the TV, and he saw the opening price of the oil contract floating quickly on his chest: "31 dollars and 89 cents-"

"This is yesterday's closing price—"

This thought flashed in his mind, Zheng Jianguo silently calculated and felt his eyebrows fly, he was short 1.9 billion barrels at the price of $33 and 69 cents, of course, due to the large amount, the price at which the position was finally opened was $33 and 60 cents.

So just according to the current closing price, it is a drop of 1 dollar 71 cents, and if you buy back the 1.9 billion barrels of short selling at this price to close the position, that is to make 1.9 billion dollars 71 cents, which is more than 3.2 billion that has almost doubled?

"This money is earned, it's like picking it up—"

Suddenly, Zheng Jianguo had the illusion that he was picking up money, so that Manion next to him seemed to say something again, and he realized that he was talking to himself: "Manion, are you talking to me?"