Pei Yunqing stopped at the door, turned his face and smiled at him, "Just put it in the uncle's cloakroom." ”

Anyway, his cloakroom was so big, and it was empty.

People can't get by, clothes go first!

Zhou Bo looked at the background of her walking down the stairs quickly, and his heart was just helpless.

In his young master's bedroom, even he didn't dare to enter casually, could she put her clothes in?

didn't dare to make his own decisions, so he had to call Tang Moshen's office.

After listening to his inquiry, Wen Ziqian hurriedly walked into the office to ask Tang Moshen for instructions.

"Minister, the housekeeper called and said that Mademoiselle is going to put her clothes in your cloakroom, and let me ask your opinion?"

Tang Moshen, who was reading the documents, didn't raise his head, but just replied lightly.

"Good!"

Good?!

I remember that when I was in the army, there was once a general who casually put his military hat on his marching bed, and Tang Moshen threw it out of the tent along with the bed.

Since then, no one else dares to touch his things, but he actually allowed Pei Yunqing to put his clothes in his cloakroom?

Wen Ziqian was stunned, but he was afraid that he didn't express it clearly.

"Are you really sure you want Miss to put her clothes in your cloakroom?"

He repeats it again, deliberately accentuating the "hers" and "your" tones.

Tang Moshen stopped the signature pen in his hand and raised his face from the document, his ink eyes slightly darkened.

"What's the problem?"

"No, no!"

Wen Ziqian hurriedly exited the office.

……

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First Hospital.

Office of the Chief of Surgery.

Wang An, vice president of the hospital, raised his face from the resume in his hand, and his eyes fell on Pei Yunqing, who was sitting across his table, wearing a shirt and trousers, and a tie, and looked back at his resume again.

"You are Tang Qi?"

"Yes!"

"Chinese New Year's Eve?"

Pei Yun lightly raised his hand and pressed the fake beard stuck to his upper lip, and smiled, "He looks tender." ”

She is still just a medical student, and if she uses her real name and identity, it will be easy to go through in case she meets an acquaintance.

Therefore, before coming to the hospital, she had already done a disguise.

Wig, fake beard, shirt, trousers and tie, and a pair of flat glasses on his face...... At this time, Pei Yun was dressed as a man.

The name "Tang Qi" is a fake name given by herself, and she doesn't want to make herself so old, but a normal doctor must be at least thirty years old when she gets these certificates, and she is helpless.

Wang An's gaze fell on his resume again.

"So what are you good at?"

Pei Yun smiled lightly, "I'm good at any field, craniotomy, cardiac surgery, finger reconstruction, and revascularization...... As I told you, I have no problem with all but men's surgery, and you can arrange for me to go to any department! ”

How is this possible?

Every surgeon has his or her area of expertise, and he has never performed so many surgeries in his twenty years of practice.

In Wang An's opinion, this one is obviously bragging!

Wang An stacked the resume in his hand on the table, "I'm sorry, Mr. Tang, I can't hire you." ”

Pei Yun nudged the flat glasses on his face, "Dean Wang, I was recommended by Qian Xuemin." ”

"I don't care who referred you, I'm responsible for my patients." Hearing her mention Qian Xuemin, Wang An's tone became more and more excited, "What kind of place is the hospital, this is a major matter of human life, don't think that you can engage in unhealthy trends if you have connections, I, the director, will not do it, and I can't accept you!" ”