Chapter Ninety-Four: Connected Households
Help others carry baskets through the back door, and the most fearful thing is that the people you introduce to the past are too wastewood. First, it may ruin the impression of friends or colleagues, and secondly, it may also make the person who provides help unable to get off the stage.
However, for Cheng Junjie, Su Qingshan does not need to worry about this aspect at all.
On the contrary, what Su Qingshan was really afraid of was that Cheng Junjie was too sharp and entered Qu Yongjia's eyes.
Since the development of mankind, not only the talents of the 21st century are expensive, in fact, at any time, talents are the most expensive. In the modern era where the social division of labor is becoming more and more delicate, young talents like Cheng Junjie are bound to be coaxed by the bosses no matter where they are. Su Qingshan knew this best in his heart.
Therefore, he must inadvertently warn Cheng Junjie not to behave too gorgeously. Even if there have been countless people who have achieved a perfect score in the written test, Cheng Junjie must not do this. He has to be good, but not outstanding.
Cheng Junjie's card can only be held in his Su Qingshan's hand. For this reason, he did not hesitate to send a daughter with a young spring, and even if possible, he would do his best to pave a glamorous path for Cheng Junjie until the moment he died.
In Su Qingshan's eyes, Cheng Junjie's wealth is his wealth. Cheng Junjie is to Su Qingshan, just like Zhonghai City is to China, there are and there are two different things!
Early the next morning, Cheng Junjie didn't have time to celebrate the half-month anniversary of his further study, so he sat in Su Man's luxury car accompanied by Ye Zixin and Su Man.
Watching the old man waiting by the door on crutches gradually shrink in the rearview mirror, Cheng Junjie's heart involuntarily flashed a strange feeling. But immediately, his thinking was dragged back by Ye Zixin's words.
"Su Man, how much income does the director of the hospital have, more than one million cars can be bought when he says he buys them, your father really feels sorry for you!"
Su Man almost stepped on the air to make the car fly out, quickly reduced the speed of the car, and said with a smile: "How can it be so expensive as you say, my father asked an acquaintance to buy it, and it was a big discount, more than 700,000." β
"More than 700,000 is less?" Ye Zixin said with a grin, "Let my father be honest and corrupt for a year, and he won't dare to buy me this car!" β
Su Man said speechlessly: "Faint to death, there are cars like this in Nuanzhou City everywhere." The square meter of Jiangbin Avenue has risen to more than 70,000 yuan, and residents there can buy many such cars by selling a house at will. β
Cheng Junjie, who has been a car addict all his life, finally figured out the specific price of Su Man's car after finally figuring out the specific price of Su Man's car: "A patient can earn two yuan and five registration fees, as long as you see 500,000 patients, this car will be in hand!" β
Su Man finally failed to hold the steering wheel and pulled the car to the side of the road.
A doctor who sees 500,000 patients in his lifetime is not a cure, it is murder.
I finally arrived at the gate of Nuanzhou Medical College, and it was already noon.
Under the guidance of Cheng Junjie, an old resident, the million-dollar luxury car slowly drove into the snack street next to the famous medical school.
At this time, it was not long after the start of school, and the shops in the snack street that had not had time to find tenants were still empty, and the sparse storefronts made the snack street dilapidated and gave people a feeling of depression. But even so, students who have a natural aversion to the cafeteria are happy to trade a low budget for a lunch they like.
The car stopped in front of a small restaurant with a nicely decorated faΓ§ade. But in fact, this is already the oldest and most upscale restaurant in the snack street.
At the end of last year, on the eve of the separation of Cheng Junjie and his classmates, they didn't know how many cases of beer they drank here that only cost 2 yuan per bottle.
After getting out of the car, Cheng Junjie looked up at the familiar signboard and couldn't help but sigh deeply.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Zixin followed behind him, began to hold his arm out of habit, and asked Cheng Junjie after leaving Su Man with a depressed back.
Cheng Junjie smiled and said with some emotion: "A year flies so fast." I feel that not long ago I was here talking about how to develop in the future, and in a blink of an eye, everyone has graduated. β
"What's more!" Ye Zixin smiled happily, took Cheng Junjie into the door of the hotel, and said, "You were still a medical student when you came last time, and when you come back this time, you will become a teacher." Applejack, you're so angry with your sister! β
Cheng Junjie relied on his memory and ordered a few dishes that he used to call here, and after a meal, the time was already a little over 2 o'clock.
At Su Man's suggestion, Cheng Junjie took the two of them around the school again. It wasn't until around 3 o'clock that Cheng Junjie walked into the classroom where the exam was arranged. Su Man and Ye Zixin sat in the car and waited. Anyway, with Cheng Junjie's level, they estimated that he would be able to pass in less than half an hour.
Cheng Junjie waited for a long time, and the interviewer came.
The only thing that was a little unexpected to Cheng Junjie was that the interviewer was actually a teacher who had taught him for 4 years.
Seeing that it was Cheng Junjie, Huo Haiyan was also stunned.
For Cheng Junjie, Huo Haiyan still has a little impression in his mind, but it is impossible to remember his name. And what she couldn't figure out the most was how such a student whose grades were so ordinary that she couldn't even remember her name could make Xiang Zeduan so full of praise.
muttered in his heart, but Huo Haiyan's face did not show any special expression.
After sitting down, she handed over a test paper to Cheng Junjie, and said in a flat tone: "200 questions, 80 minutes, you can submit the paper in advance, and correct it on the spot after completion." Only if you answer more than 170 questions correctly will you be eligible to be interviewed by me. β
Huo Haiyan's voice was very soft, but in a classroom with only 2 people, Cheng Junjie could still hear it very clearly.
After taking the exam paper, Cheng Junjie immediately buried himself in it.
Because I came to do teaching work, the questions in the whole exam paper basically have nothing to do with clinical practice, almost all of them are the content of the textbook, and the only thing that is disgusting is that these questions are very biased.
But for the pervert who memorizes the entire book even the punctuation marks, this is more pediatric again.
Cheng Junjie doesn't even need to read a question to directly choose the answer. At the beginning, it took about 10 seconds for Cheng Junjie to do a question, and later on, he could complete a question in about three or four seconds.
Huo Haiyan looked at Cheng Junjie's speed of painting cards faster than copying answers, her brows couldn't help frowning, and she felt more and more that Cheng Junjie was a guy who came in completely by connection, and even her own exam paper was likely to have been leaked in advance.
In less than 20 minutes, 200 questions were completed.
Cheng Junjie raised his head sharply and wanted to hand in the papers, but when he saw Huo Haiyan's very tangled expression, Su Qingshan's words suddenly drifted through his mind.
After hurriedly and deliberately making a few mistakes, he said to Huo Haiyan: "Teacher Huo, I'm done." β
Cheng Junjie's last small action fell into Huo Haiyan's eyes without pulling it at all. Therefore, when she finished Junjie's exam paper, she couldn't help but have a greater prejudice against Cheng Junjie - those mistakes were all right at the beginning, obviously, this is Cheng Junjie's deliberate desire not to get a full score.
To say that you can get a full score but deliberately don't get a full score, this is not a lack of heart, what is it?
Huo Haiyan raised her glasses and said coldly: "Doctor Cheng, you answered 194 questions correctly, so next, I will interview you." But before the interview, I have to make it clear to you that if the interview score is too poor, I will not let you pass. The university teacher is not as good as you think. β
It stands to reason that Cheng Junjie should feel very angry when he is suspected of being so naked, naked, and naked, and he may have slapped the table and gambled with Huo Haiyan if he passed.
However, what he couldn't understand was that after Huo Haiyan said these words, he actually laughed.
Cheng Junjie grinned, and said in a very polite, gentle, faint and incredible understanding of Huo Haiyan: "Teacher Huo, I understand. β
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