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The meeting was brief and didn't really take up much time. Two days later is the day of the Mozhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Conference, it is said that the scale of this Chinese medicine conference is the largest in history, the meeting is expected to be held for about three days, Xiao Xiaotian's teaching and research group, won a chance to speak at the Chinese medicine conference.

This is a great opportunity, and when you promote your job title, it can be equivalent to publishing a formal paper in a national journal.

What's more, this TCM conference can talk eloquently in front of many seniors and colleagues, and express their opinions on TCM, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and after this village, there will be no such shop.

Originally, among the several teachers, there were still two who agreed with Xiao Xiaotian's representative, but unfortunately Sun Dacheng had already promised everyone before he got the news, and he rubbed it in Donglai afterwards. Several teachers immediately turned the weather vane and agreed with Sun Dacheng.

"What about your opinion?" Huang Qiusheng himself didn't want to fight for this opportunity, this kind of trivial matter was really not worth mentioning to him.

On the other hand, it also fully expresses her insistence on respecting public opinion.

"I don't care, Mr. Sun is willing to go, Mr. Sun is good to go. Xiao Xiaotian is not very interested in whether he can speak, he is only interested in hearing more unique views on traditional Chinese medicine from more family Chinese medicine seniors.

As long as he can go to the class, Xiao Xiaotian is already very satisfied.

Sun Dacheng originally thought that Xiao Xiaotian would make trouble with him, and he had already prepared a belly of manuscripts waiting to argue with Xiao Xiaotian, but what he didn't expect was that Xiao Xiaotian was so obscene, and he didn't mean to be competitive, even a little.

Sun Dacheng suddenly had a weak illusion, and let himself check a lot of information in vain to get something. Without saying a word, it was easily dissolved by Xiao Xiaotian.

"Of course I'm going! You are a teacher of basic theories of traditional Chinese medicine, what are you doing to make a fuss?" Sun Dacheng blushed and his neck was thick, and finally held back a sentence.

"What's wrong with the basic theory of traditional Chinese medicine?

Xiao Xiaotian laughed angrily, got up and brushed his sleeves away.

I knew that it was such a small regular meeting with no nutritional value, and I would have prepared tea and newspapers earlier, and I wouldn't have done so idle.

Huang Qiusheng shouted Xiao Xiaotian twice, but Xiao Xiaotian just pretended not to hear it and left on his own.

Huang Qiusheng felt that his authority had been questioned, so he said: "Then it's decided, Mr. Sun, you have to prepare well, and don't forget to tell the momentum of our Chinese medicine teaching and research group when the time comes!"

Sun Dacheng was resigned and took the order.

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In just two or three days, Ban Kiwen's gray hair doubled, and from a distance, he looked like a bad old man in his sixties and seventies.

The hard work of the past few days, and the inability to sleep all night, have seriously damaged his physical health.

When Pan Yansen returned home, Ban Jiwen was still buried in a large pile of documents waiting to be processed, constantly biting the tip of the pen, as if he was thinking about something, and Pan Yansen didn't even notice when he returned home.

"Young master, you persuade the master, the master has not eaten for a day, if he continues like this, the iron body and bones will not be able to stand up!"

Seeing Pan Yansen go home, Zhang's mother was like grasping a life-saving straw, and she didn't want to let go anymore.

Zhang's mother has been a junior in Pan's Mansion for forty years, not to mention Pan Yansen, even Ban Jiwen almost grew up as an old man, so she is naturally full of feelings for these two fathers and sons.

"Smack!"

An ashtray full of cigarette butts crossed an arc implied the truth of heaven and earth, and slammed against the glass window. Fortunately, the ashtray and the glass window were thick enough, and only a small white spot was left on the bright tempered glass.

Pan Yansen has never seen his father in such a furious state since he can remember.

The impression of my father is always so amiable and responsive.

Now my father is like this, probably because of his own reasons.

Pan Yansen had tears in his eyes, he really lived up to his father's high expectations. Like almost all rich second generations, Pan Yansen is tainted with many improper habits.

Changing women is more diligent than changing underwear; arrogant and arrogant; arrogant and arrogant; self-esteemed and arrogant......

If it weren't for this, it wouldn't have been so light on the enemy, resulting in the current situation that is almost irreparable.

Pan Yansen leaned down, picked up the ashtray that rolled down on the carpet, and softly told Zhang's mother to clean it.

"Get out! don't bother me!" Ban Ki roared.

"Dad, yes, I'm sorry!" Pan Yansen lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, when he was young, whenever he admitted his mistake and said the three words sorry, Ban Jiwen would always be angry and invisible, and then touched his head with his generous palm, and said pleasantly, it doesn't matter.

Zhang's mother knew that Ban Jiwen was irritable, so she didn't say anything, bowed down and retreated, and only the father and son were left in the huge study.

Ban Jiwen raised his head from the pile of documents more than half a meter high, glanced at his son, and suddenly softened in his heart, but said: "I should be the one who says I'm sorry, I shouldn't lose my temper with you." You don't know, your uncle has just come, and the family has changed blood at the end of the year, and it is estimated that our father and son will sit on the cold bench. ”

Ban Jiqing smiled bitterly when he heard this, his younger brother Ban Kiqing has been thinking about playing his position, which is no longer news within the Pan family.

Shopping malls are like battlefields, this is not false at all, the original assets of hundreds of millions of yuan, in the liquor industry of Heibei Province is also a financial predator, but it is not clear who has such a big hand, can be unaware of it, suddenly attacked, in one fell swoop most of their liquid assets, in contrast, he is like a three-year-old child, being played with in the palm of his hand.

What is frustrating is not that the assets are trapped, but that two days have passed, and I still don't know who my opponent is.

The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can survive a hundred battles. Now even the enemy does not know who it is, but the air is strong but in the air, a powerful and nowhere to be defeated, more than any mistake.

"Let's go! We can't sit still like this!" Ban Kiwen suddenly stood up, and instead of sitting and waiting for death, it was better to take the initiative.

Pan Yansen followed behind his father, and his father's tall figure walked out of the living room in a blink of an eye.

Ban Kiwen suddenly remembered something, and suddenly stopped: "You wait for me, let's go to visit an important person." ”

After Ban Ki heard this, he turned back to his study and stood by the east wall staring at an ancient painting hanging on the wall.

This painting is a treasure from my father, a beautiful picture painted by the master Tang Bo cat.

Ban Ki stood for a long time, then suddenly gritted his teeth, took off the ancient painting and rolled it into a scroll, wrapped it and carried it with him. After thinking about it, he took out the key to open the safe, took out something and put it in his pocket, and then took Pan Yansen out of the house.

Pan Yansen wanted to call his father's full-time driver, but was stopped by Ban Jiwen: "It's just the two of us." ”

Ban Ki-wen wanted to drive the car, but Pan Yansen could not agree. My father is not in a stable state now, so it is better to be the driver himself.

Ban Kiwen nodded, and stopped insisting.

When I got out of the gate of the villa, I saw a girl walking casually with her head down, kicking the round pebbles on the ground.

Wearing a white long dress, she looks like a fairy who has fallen from the Guanghan Palace.

It's a younger sister.

"Don't tell her. Ban Ki said, "Go around." ”

Pan Yansen nodded, his father must have a reason for doing this. I hit the steering wheel a few times and made a big turn.

"Turn left. ”

Walking through the bustling downtown area, the road ahead suddenly becomes narrow. Pan Yansen never knew that there was such a dilapidated place in Sanlu City.

After driving for a while on the potholed red brick road, the road ahead suddenly became muddy, and Ban Ki said, "Get out of the car." ”

The father and son got out of the car and walked some distance. The houses on both sides of him made Pan Yansen almost mistakenly think that he had come to a slum.

After turning two more corners, the road ahead suddenly opened up, and there were no houses on the side of the road, some were just blue bricks and red tiles, and they were in ruins. A huge wooden plaque with a fiery red circle drawn on it, and the word "demolition" in the middle of the big fork that defeats all bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods has already decided the future fate of this residential area.

Pan Yansen just followed behind his father, but his father didn't say, and Pan Yansen consciously didn't ask.

As his father went up a dirt slope, Pan Yansen was surprised to find that on the other side of the dirt slope, a small two-story western-style building suddenly appeared, which seemed incompatible with the general environment here.

"Wang ...... Hmm!" the two-man-tall Tibetan mastiff let out a dull cry, and the gate was closed.

Pan Yansen was startled by the sudden sound of a dog barking, but found that his father had always looked at ease, as if he had expected it.

On the other side of the gate was a small porter, and Ban Kiwen stepped forward and knocked on the window. Immediately, a black hole the size of a book opened under the gatehouse, and a palm like a chicken's paw protruded from it.

Ban Ki Wen did not speak, and handed the chicken paw what was prepared in his pocket. Pan Yansen could see clearly that it was a five-dragon Chinese New Year gold bar with a full 100 grams.

There was a sigh in the concierge, obviously shocked by Ban Jiwen's handwriting, and a dull voice came out: "The old man will be free in half an hour." ”

Ban Kiwen said respectfully: "Thank you! I'll be waiting outside." ”

There was no sound coming from inside the gatehouse, and the small black window closed at the same time.

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