Yan Murong is not Zhen Cheng, although he is also fine-skinned and tender-skinned, but Zhen Cheng's fists usually hit sandbags, and his fists either hit people or those fierce beasts.

No matter how hard you use to hit the sandbag, the sandbag will not feel pain, so Zhen Cheng never knows how hard to hit the person to knock people away.

In terms of strength and skill, Yan Murong is an expert in this area, and his control of strength can be said to be very perfect. This punch went down, not only was the force big enough, but the skill was also very good, while knocking Zhen Cheng out, and ensuring that he would not faint.

Because it's not over yet.

If it hurts him, he will cry and go back to his mother to complain.

The people around him let out a burst of exclamations, what a terrible thing it was for an elite like them, who claimed to be the upper class, to beat people. But for Duan Zixuan and Teng Xiangling, this is no surprise - this guy, if he uses other methods to solve things, it will be really strange.

"Get up, don't play dead." Yan Murong looked at Zhen Cheng, who was lying on the ground and refused to get up, and said coldly. "I know how hard I worked, stand up by yourself, don't let me go over and carry you."

Hearing Yan Murong's words, Zhen Cheng, who was going to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, waited for others to call the police, and got up with a bone, looking at Yan Murong with anger in his eyes and interesting fear. His cheeks were already high and swollen.

"You hit me, you dare to hit me? I will definitely let the lawyer sue you. ”

"Here we go again." Yan Murong sighed depressedly. "Go, sue me—should you think about who did it first before suing me?"

"I—"

Zhen Cheng still wanted to defend himself, but suddenly found that he had nothing to say for a while.

This guy is so cunning, Zhen Cheng thought to himself, he deliberately provoked himself and let himself hit him, but he was really provoked and really punched him - however, he immediately punched back on the grounds of legitimate defense. In this case, even if he appeals, he can only lose.

"Now you're going to tell me why you're digging into my corner?" Yan Murong asked.

"You're sick." Zhen Cheng said angrily.

"Yes, I'm sick, suspicious, and not mild." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Anything that is not good for me, I will try my best to nip them in the bud."

"Y-you wait." Zhen Cheng's eyes were obviously shocked, and he subconsciously took a step back, then covered his cheeks and turned to leave-

In the observation café on the top floor of the Hilton Hotel, the three of them sat by the window, drinking coffee while looking out the window at the blurred night.

"What do you think?" Teng Xiangling asked Yan Murong while stirring the coffee in the cup with a spoon and looking at the small whirlpool gradually rolling up in the cup.

"What do you think?"

"What do you think of Zhen Cheng?"

"There must be someone behind him." Yan Murong said. "This guy is not bad-looking, he belongs to the kind of middle-aged big money that is the favorite of the junior, he wants to have a figure, he wants money, but he is timid - you see, if I beat him, he doesn't dare to fight back. Such a person, do you think you would do this kind of thing to dig into the corner behind your back? ”

"It's not the same nature." Teng Xiangling shook his head. "A fight is a fight, and business competition is a business competition -- Warren Buffett's old man started playing stocks at the age of ten, but have you ever seen him fight?"

"Far from it, huh?" Yan Murong smiled and asked with his finger pointing at himself. "Am I a celebrity, you say?"

"Count." Teng Xiangling nodded and said.

Yes, Yan Murong is now a celebrity, and many people know that Huaxia has produced a young Chinese medicine practitioner with superb medical skills, and the media reports on him during this period are also like leeks, cutting stubble after stubble, and it is difficult to think about it. Besides, at the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the factory, he invited so many powerful people from the two places to cheer him, as long as he is not a fool, he knows that he has good connections, and he is not easy to provoke - does Zhen Cheng look like a fool? Not like. Therefore, if it weren't for the support of someone behind him, he wouldn't have been stupid enough to dig into Yan Murong's corner.

"yes, I'm a celebrity." Yan Murong smiled happily. "So, he should know it's my hospital - isn't it stupid to know that it's my hospital and it's so blatant digging into the wall?"

"Who could that be?" Duan Zixuan interjected and asked. "The Wang family? Zheng Wuming? ”

"It's not Zheng Wuming." Yan Murong shook his head. "I was with Zheng Wuming when I received the call, and he said he didn't do it."

"You believe it?"

"I'm sure he's a man."

"So what now?" Teng Xiangling asked. "Do you want to put your reform system to a halt for a while?"

"Why stop?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "Since you use it, then use it, you can't be discouraged just because you run into a little trouble, right?"

"What then?" Teng Xiangling was a little worried. "Now there are resignations in basically every department, and if this continues, the daily work of the hospital will not be able to be carried out."

"Wait." Yan Murong sneered. "Whoever resigns, you have been approved, don't you want to leave? Okay, let them pay all the liquidated damages, we can still make a lot of money, it's okay to go, but let's talk ugly in front. When the time comes, it's not so easy to come back. ”

"Is that the heart?" Teng Xiangling hesitated. "What if everyone is gone?"

"Aren't there interns yet?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "It's a big deal to bring our intern plans a little bit earlier."

"That's all there is to it for the time being." Teng Xiangling said. "But how are you going to solve it? You can't always count on interns. Our industry is different from other industries, and we can't rely on interns alone. ”

"Well—" Yan Murong lowered his head and pondered, constantly stirring the coffee in the cup, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at Duan Zixuan with a smile on his face.

"Why do you think of me?" Duan Zixuan felt a little hairy in his heart. His instinct told him that this guy was going to do something again.

"Old Duan, do you remember when we were robbers?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"Remember, you're not going to want to—"

"That's so hopeless." Yan Murong shook his head. "If we want to do it this time, we will do a technical job, but we can't rely on brute force."

"Technical work?"

Hearing this, Duan Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief, and let him put stockings on his head to commit kidnapping, but he didn't want to do it again.

"Yes, technical work." Yan Murong smiled and nodded. "Tonight, let's go and be a thief who robs the rich and helps the poor."

“――”

Duan Zixuan was speechless for a while, feeling that this is technical work, just say that it is okay to steal things.

PS: Thank you yjh188 and Shi Bei Xuren for their votes.