Huang Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean...... Can I go? ”

Ling Xiao smiled and said half-jokingly: "Yes, as far as the current situation is concerned, you can be discharged from the hospital." ”

Huang Zhiqiang was a little hesitant, he was worried that if he just left, there would be some accident on the way, and he would never come back.

Ling Xiao saw through his thoughts and said, "Uncle Huang, don't worry, I actually took your pulse just now. Your pulse is calm and strong, and you are good in every way. I dare to pack the ticket, if you go back this time, you will only take medicine once in at least two months. And for these two months, your situation will be as stable as it is today. So, it's useless for you to stay here. ”

Huang Zhiqiang was a little moved, the medicine Ling Xiao gave him could be taken at least ten times, and if he only took it once every two months, he would live for at least two years. More importantly, these two years are not two years of lying in a hospital bed, but two years of living like a normal person. If, two years later, his medicine ran out, and he came to Ling Xiao to ask for the Resurrection Pill again, his life could be extended. Although Ling Xiao did not cure his ALS, this condition is actually almost the same as a radical cure!

In fact, Ling Xiao still had reservations, and did not completely tell Huang Zhiqiang the truth, that is, at the beginning, Huang Zhiqiang needed about two months to take a rebirth pill, but the further he went, the shorter the time would be. Although the amount of rebirth pills he gave Huang Zhiqiang was ten times, he estimated that Huang Zhiqiang could take it for a year at most, and then he would come to him again. During this time, he could study how to cure Huang Zhiqiang's ALS.

"Okay, then I'll go back." Huang Zhiqiang's face showed a smile again, "But, Ling Xiao, I have to call you to talk about something, don't answer my phone at that time." Although we know each other due to illness, I can treat you as my own nephew. You can also come to Shanghai to have fun when you don't have anything to do, and let me have a chance to treat you. ”

Ling Xiao said with a smile: "I will definitely come, Uncle Huang, if you don't say it, I will also come." ”

He knew very well in his heart why Huang Zhiqiang would be so polite to him. Huang Zhiqiang is now like a kite flying high in the sky, and he is the one who pulls the kite string, as long as he lets go, Huang Zhiqiang will fly without a trace. And there is a reason why he is so polite to Huang Zhiqiang. Huang Zhiqiang is a real estate predator in China, there are real estate and connections in big cities all over the country, and in the future, when he opens a pharmaceutical factory to do business, it is indispensable to open a store or get a license or something, and this kind of thing, with the current relationship between him and Huang Zhiqiang, he only needs a phone call, and Huang Zhiqiang will do it properly for him.

Huang Zhiqiang was leaving, and Ling Xiao asked the cook to prepare a sumptuous meal for Huang Zhiqiang and his entourage to practice. Huang Zhiqiang didn't eat anything, only a little light vegetables, but his bodyguards and nurses had a good appetite and swept away a large table of dishes.

After eating, Ling Xiao sent Huang Zhiqiang out of the door, and personally opened the car door for Huang Zhiqiang, looking like a junior. Huang Zhiqiang was also very happy, and after getting in the car, he still held Ling Xiao's hand, and told Ling Xiao to go to Shanghai to find him. Ling Xiao also agreed, and told him to pay attention to maintenance and eat less raw and cold food. In short, Huang Zhiqiang said that he would treat him as his nephew, and he would also be happy to treat Huang Zhiqiang as his uncle.

As for blood relationship, whether this relationship is true or not, who will take it seriously?

This is the way of the world, if Ling Xiao is not a miracle doctor, and Huang Zhiqiang does not suffer from ALS and asks Ling Xiao, even if the two meet on the street, Huang Zhiqiang may not even look at Ling Xiao with a straight eye, right? Similarly, if Huang Zhiqiang didn't ask to come to the door, Ling Xiao probably wouldn't know him in his life. In the future, if he buys a store in Shanghai, he may be knocked by the sales lady under Huang Zhiqiang.

In this world, there are only two words - reality!

sent Huang Zhiqiang away, and Ling Xiao's mind was all transferred to the pharmaceutical factory.

The funds are in place, the equipment is on the way, the relevant formalities and documents have been approved, and the rest is a matter for the employees. Whether it is a large enterprise or a small factory, employees are always the most important link, and if this link is not solved well, no matter what size of enterprise or factory will be finished.

After sending Huang Zhiqiang away, Ling Xiao went to the construction site to take a turn, check the progress, and negotiate some quality problems with the person in charge of the construction team. After returning to the Hanging Pot Manor in the evening, he was still thinking about the problems of the employees.

Recruit people, where to recruit people, what kind of people to recruit, how many people to recruit, he has to think clearly about these issues, and he must not be sloppy at all.

At this time, he most wanted to discuss it with someone with experience, but there was no one around him. After Huang Zhiqiang and his entourage left, the Hanging Pot Manor suddenly seemed much more deserted, Ling Xiao and He Yue'e, plus four maids and a cook, there were only seven people in total. Moreover, He Yue'e and the four maids, as well as the cook, were all going home at night. As soon as these people left, he was the only one left in the twenty-acre Hanging Pot Manor.

As for Wen Tingting, he rarely stayed overnight in the Hanging Pot Manor, and when he accompanied him to inspect the construction site in the afternoon, Nie Tianqi made a phone call, and she went back to the city. After all, she is Nie Tianqi's secretary, and her work with Nie Tianqi is also to be done.

Lying on the empty big bed, Ling Xiao originally planned to call Wen Tingting and discuss with her about recruiting people, but after looking at the time, she was worried that the noise would cause others to rest, so she gave up.

He didn't call Wen Tingting, but he unexpectedly received a call from Tang Meiyu.

"Sister Yu'er, where have you been all this time? I've called you a few times, but I can't get through. Ling Xiao was very excited, Tang Meiyu's phone call evoked memories of him and her on the snowy mountain, and as soon as he remembered those clips, he ran to Guawa Country for any recruiting things.

"I'm sorry, Ling Xiao, after the last signing meeting, I followed a crew to the Amazon basin, where there was no signal." Tang Meiyu's voice is soft.

Ling Xiao, "......"

"By the way, I've flown back, where are you? I'm coming to you. Tang Meiyu said eagerly.

Ling Xiao said: "I'm in the Goddess Village, where is my hometown, do you want to come?" ”

"Of course, I bought you a lot of Amazon-specific gifts, you wait for me, I'll come over early tomorrow morning."

Ling Xiao smiled, "Okay, my home is empty, and I'm worried that no one lives there." ”

Early in the morning, Yu Qingmei advertised the recruitment notice of the pharmaceutical factory on the radio, and Ling Xiao said that people from the Goddess Village, aged eighteen to thirty-five, could go to the Hanging Pot Manor to sign up as long as they were first Chinese. The probationary period is three months, and the salary during the probationary period is 1,000 yuan a month. In addition, the recruitment of secretaries and assistants is very demanding, with a bachelor's degree or above, and relevant experience is preferred.

In fact, there is no need to broadcast the latter recruitment information on the radio of the Goddess Village, because the Goddess Village has a college student Zhang Xueer, and everyone is still studying in the school, and there are no qualified people in the Goddess Village at all. However, Yu Qingmei insisted on reciting it on the radio, why did she want to give Ling Xiao a long face in front of the villagers. Do you think, Ling Xiao, a person who graduated from high school and didn't even get into college, wants to hire someone with a bachelor's degree or even a bachelor's degree or above as a secretary or assistant, what is this not a long face?

As soon as the recruitment information was broadcast, all the eligible people in the goddess village rushed to sign up. Yu Qingmei and He Yue'e set up a table at the gate of the Hanging Pot Manor, and the two women sat at the table, filling in one by one, and removing those who did not meet the conditions. Both women are natives of the goddess village, and they know very well the situation of the people who come to sign up, who is the primary school culture, who is the first Chinese, and who is the high Chinese, and they can recognize it at a glance, and they don't need to look at the graduation certificate or anything at all.

People who do not accept primary school culture, Ling Xiao also has a hard time, primary school culture is only more than illiterate to know a few more Chinese characters, in the future the pharmaceutical factory will start to produce, the machine is a machine from Germany, the culture is low, even if you can't learn, you will inevitably make mistakes in operation. It doesn't matter if it's fertilizer or something, but the pharmaceutical factory produces something for people to drink, and this is very sloppy.

Ling Xiao has difficulties and hardships, but some villagers who do not meet the requirements are not happy.

"What's wrong with elementary school culture? Isn't primary school culture culture? I can write my name, I can read the newspaper, I do the work, why don't you want me? A long-faced man shouted loudly.

He Yue'e was gentle and didn't speak, but Yu Qingmei had a hot temper, and immediately pushed back, "Primary school culture just doesn't meet the standards, Zhang Gouwa, who made you not study well in the first place?" Ling Xiao set up a factory and recruited people in our goddess village, which was all to take care of our goddess village. The standard he set is also the lowest standard on the market. Most of you have gone out to work, which factory have you seen to decentralize the standard of recruitment to the beginning of Chinese? ”

"Yes! There is no requirement for culture to recruit stevedores on the dock and at the railway station, let alone primary school culture, or kindergarten culture. Zhang Gouwa said loudly.

His words immediately resonated with those who were not eligible, and they all came to help, and there was a commotion at the recruitment point for a while.

Yu Qingmei snorted angrily, and was about to catch up with people, when someone in the crowd spoke again.

"Village Chief Yu, you can do it, okay, my biggest wish in this life is to be able to work in the factory, to be able to buy pension insurance, and when I am old in the future, I can have a retirement salary. The factories outside don't want us uneducated people at all, Ling Xiao is a good person, he runs a factory in our goddess village, recruits people from our village, if we can't even enter his factory, where are we going to work? "The one who spoke was Niu Dayong, who specializes in logging and resisting timber for timber mills. He is in his early thirties, and his age is in line with it, but he is uneducated, and he was brushed down by Yu Qingmei.

Yu Qingmei's heart also got up and sympathized with Niu Dayong, but Ling Xiao's standard is low enough, if it is lowered again, wouldn't the quality of the employees of the pharmaceutical factory be so low? If there is any accident in production, then she will be miserable. Thinking about it like this, she was hard-hearted again, she shook her head, and said categorically: "No, no, don't make trouble for me." You don't have the conditions to go to work in the factory, you can still grow chicken claw grass and hemp beans at home, you can also make money. ”