Yan Murong's words were like a thunderbolt, slashing straight into Teng Xiangling's heavenly spirit cover, slashing her split brain, and the cerebellum was also stuck, and then the red wine glass in her left hand and the mobile phone in her right hand fell to the ground together.

"What is this woman doing?" Yan Murong looked at his phone and muttered, but before he could figure out what was going on over there, the phone called again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I accidentally dropped the phone just now." Teng Xiangling said in a hurried voice. "What did you just tell me? I don't seem to hear clearly. ”

"I said, buy a piece of land and build a school." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I know what you think, isn't it just about money?"

Yes, of course, it's a matter of money, and it's a lot of money.

It takes a lot of money to start the intern program, and this money may be able to be borrowed, whether it is Su Qingwu or Yan Minghua, and Dong Wuyan is not good, it is not a problem to come up with such a sum of money, it is easy to say that it is to build a dormitory building, and it will not take much land, with the relationship between Yan Murong and the Dong family and the Du family and the Li family, it is easy to take a piece of land - but the problem is that this guy said that he wants to build a school.

School is a very common thing in the mainland, and a cram school run in a small two-story building dares to call it a certain school, but it is obvious that Yan Murong is not planning to get a cram school.

How big does it take to build a university? In Hong Kong, where every inch of land is at a premium, the amount of money spent is astronomical. Not to mention the land, even the enrollment problem after the construction is also the biggest problem, which is a huge consumption of human and financial resources.

"Hey, why don't you talk?" Yan Murong heard the silence on the phone and asked strangely.

"What should I say?"

"Anyway, you can give me some advice." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I have a certificate of establishment in my hand, a first-class undergraduate."

"You want to build a school in Hong Kong?" Teng Xiangling asked. "Can't you do it in the mainland?"

"Nope." Yan Murong directly denied Teng Xiangling's idea. "There are many medical universities in the mainland, and there are many famous ones, so I won't mix with them. Besides, there are advantages to being built in Hong Kong. ”

"But where does the money come from?" Teng Xiangling asked the question she was most concerned about.

She knew very well how much money Yan Murong had, the hospital had only taken over for a few months, and although she made money, she didn't make much. Not to mention the cosmetics factory, which has just been put into production, and the various expenses are also a large amount of expenses.

"You really don't have to worry about that." Yan Murong smiled and said. "You just start preparing now, I estimate that it won't take half a month to get you the money."

"Okay." Teng Xiangling said. "Since you have to do it, then I'll prepare, but don't mess it up then."

"When have I ever failed to do something?" Yan Murong said confidently.

"Yes, your Young Master Yan is the most powerful." Teng Xiangling said angrily. "Are you alright? It's okay, I'm going to hang up. ”

"Wait." Yan Murong suddenly shouted.

"Are you okay?" Teng Xiangling asked suspiciously.

"I suddenly remembered." Yan Murong said. "I just want to ask, who is supplying the medicinal materials in the Chinese medicine department of our hospital?"

"Herbs?" Teng Xiangling was stunned and said. "I didn't know before, but the medicinal materials used now were all helped by my father, but they should have been obtained through Situ Jin's family."

"Oh? Situ Jin? I almost forgot that there was such a person. Yan Murong said with a smile. In this way, you don't have to do this, and I'll give Gongsun Wuji a call when I go back. ”

"What the hell do you want to do?" Teng Xiangling asked curiously.

"I want to build a medicinal herb cultivation base." Yan Murong didn't hide anything and said. "Remember what I told you? I said I wanted to make TCM famous all over the world, and now, I am preparing this plan. In France, I am going to build several hospitals and clinics, when the supply of medicinal herbs will be a problem. ”

"You're sick." Teng Xiangling was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily. "Are you uncomfortable with burning too much money or are your brains squeezed by the door? It's an intern program again, and it's going to build a school, and now it's going abroad to build a hospital -- what's even more outrageous is that you have to build your own medicinal herb planting base for several hospitals. ”

"The road is step-by-step, you have to learn to walk before you can run, and if you can't even walk, you want to go to the Olympics, it's not feasible at all."

Teng Xiangling is right, the development of every enterprise is from small to large, accumulating a lot, all using the snowball model to develop. Yan Murong's approach is no different from using a forklift to shovel snow.

"You're wrong." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Our Chinese traditional Chinese medicine has a history of thousands of years, and you know what the situation is now, for thousands of years, they have walked steadily, but they are all downhill, and they will almost go to the ditch if they go down. So, I've got to run. ”

"Crooked." Teng Xiangling snorted. "You can do whatever you like, I don't care about you - anyway, my life is the life of a junior, and when the time comes, if you are poor and have no money to support me as a panties, it's a big deal that I will find another master to wrap myself out."

"Be quiet, be quiet." Yan Murong said in a loud voice, looked at Su Qingwu, who was leaning on the bed and staring at him with a smile on his face, and whispered. "Let's go back to this issue, you just need to do what I said earlier. It doesn't matter if you're looking for Duan Zixuan or Li Jianhua, in short, let's get it done as soon as possible. ”

"I don't." Teng Xiangling giggled. "It's the life of a lover, why should I go to those two men? Can't you find Dong Wuyan? ”

"Whatever, whatever." Yan Murong was full of white sweat, and now he knew how difficult it was for those big bosses who had several lovers and juniors outside.

After speaking, Yan Murong hung up the phone in a hurry, for fear that the woman would say something that would make him tremble.

"Finished?" Su Qingwu reclined on the bed, supported her head with one arm, and looked at Yan Murong with a smile and asked.

"Well, that's it." Yan Murong said with a weak face. "Actually, it's all business, don't think about it."

"Are you not making a fool of yourself?" Su danced lightly and smiled. "Or are you a thief?"

“――”

"Hey, you think I don't know if you don't speak?"

Yan Murong continued to remain silent.

"Looks like I need to do something." As he spoke, Su Qingwu turned over and pressed on Yan Murong's body.

"Y-what are you going to do?" Yan Murong asked in horror.

"Why?" Su Qingwu tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a sly smile. "I'm not tired now, let's keep coming, the old lady is going to squeeze you dry today, and let you hook up every day."