An office in the management committee of Gaowu Park is late at night, but it is still brightly lit. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Meng Kun sat behind the desk with a gloomy face, and complained: "Director Luo, those three stinky bitches are too disagreeable, I must clean them up this time." Otherwise, how will I get mixed up in the park in the future?"

On the wide boss's chair behind the desk, Luo Qiusheng, deputy director of the Gaowu Park Management Committee, frowned and said, "No...... Recently, someone has reported your matter to the above. If you make a big deal now, even I won't be able to cover it!"

Meng Kun said with a bitter face: "Director, then you can't just forget it! Isn't this also to help you get the research institute and those women? Besides, I borrowed 200,000 yuan from that woman, that's real money!"

"You can ask for money, don't touch people first. Luo Qiusheng also has dry shares in Bicheng Company, of course he is not willing to lose money, and said categorically: "Now is the critical moment for me to be promoted, whether I can become the director depends on the past few months, don't make trouble for me!"

Meng Kun said in his heart: It's not me who helps you make money, you have the opportunity to become the director?

Despite the slander, Meng Kun still said: "Director Luo, I can let go of this hatred first, but sooner or later I have to calculate it carefully with them!"

"Don't worry...... With me, they won't have a good life. Didn't you say that the young man rented the research institute, we could have made the three sisters unable to do it, and we could also make him lose the hanging eggs!" Luo Qiusheng sneered, "In this Gaowu Park, no one can offend me without paying the price!"

"I'm just waiting for you to say this, Director. Meng Kun laughed cruelly.

"Anyway, leave this matter to me, I will definitely let them taste my methods!" Luo Qiusheng snorted coldly, and a chill emanated from his body.

......

The night in the research institute was a little cold, but fortunately, Gao Yuan borrowed a quilt from the three sisters, and there was a body fragrance on it that I don't know who it was, which made the cold night a little more gentle.

The next day, Gao Yuan took out 10,000 yuan and handed it to He Meiyan, asking her to pay the electricity bill and buy some basic raw materials.

Next, Gao Yuan acted as the shopkeeper and wandered around the park alone, until the afternoon, when he had eaten and drunk in a small restaurant with a good taste, and then returned to the research institute.

As soon as he entered the door, Gao Yuan heard a voice from inside the laboratory.

"Meimei, licorice and gansui can't be put together, this is the simplest and most basic pharmacological knowledge. Their medicinal properties are reversed to each other, and if they are mixed, the entire experiment will fail. ”

Gao Yuan walked over curiously, and saw He Meiling and He Meimei standing in front of an experimental table, picking up a few piles of herbs.

"Is this teaching Meimei to deal with medicinal herbs?" Gao Yuan said.

He Meimei majored in medicine and equipment, and was not familiar with medicinal materials, while Gao Yuan required that the three sisters must be proficient in the basic processing methods of various medicinal materials.

Originally, Gao Yuan was going to give He Meimei three months to get acquainted, but he didn't expect He Meiling to be very anxious, so she pulled He Meimei to study on the first day.

He Meiling held a herb and her fingers clumsily handled the effective part of the herb.

"Don't be nervous, move gently, this herb is very ......delicate," He Meiling reminded in a loud voice.

It's a pity that she was still a step too slow, He Meiling's hand shook, and the herb suddenly broke off from the middle.

"Isn't this going to work......" He Meimei pursed her lips and said a little frustratedly: "It's over, it seems that I can only serve those bulky instruments, Sister Meiling, do you say that I don't have the talent to deal with medicinal materials? ”

"Giving up so easily?" Gao Yuan saw that he was almost there, and walked into the laboratory.

"Mr. Gao is here!" He Meiling said happily.

He Meimei was a little embarrassed, obviously remembering the shameful scene last night.

"Seeing that you are dealing with medicinal herbs, I will come over to take a look at the excitement, don't disturb?" Gao Yuan asked.

"Well, I just want Meimei to learn some beginner techniques first. He Meiling said.

He Meimei hung her head and said: "But I can't seem to learn anything, is it not talented." ”

Gao Yuan said with a smile: "Talent is such a thing, it is okay to say that it is innate, and it is okay to say that it is acquired and practiced diligently." I think there is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of people who have a heart, as long as I can practice a lot, it is not difficult to deal with medicinal herbs. Even refining medicine is not as difficult as you think. ”

"How can it be as simple as you say!" He Meimei pouted: "When Sister Meiling researched drugs, it was very difficult, I often saw her crying secretly!"

He Meiling said angrily: "He Meimei, what are you talking nonsense!"

Gao Yuan smiled: "In the future, I will teach you, one-on-one teaching, learn as you go, teach and learn, until you learn, you will not be charged for learning." I guarantee that you will get started in one week, become a teacher in one month, become a talent in three months, and be able to take charge of yourself in half a year!"

He Meiling and He Meimei were dumbfounded.

Before they could answer, a cold snort sounded outside the door.

"Don't be ashamed, the science of medicine is broad and profound, how can it be as simple as you say to deal with medicinal materials!"

With a slightly angry voice, a middle-aged man strode in.

When He Meiling and He Meiling saw this person, they both said respectfully: "Uncle Cen!"

The middle-aged man bowed slightly, then looked at Gao Yuan and said, "Your tone is so big, I don't know what extraordinary skills you have?"

Gao Yuan blinked: "Who are you?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man was faintly angry, He Meiling hurriedly said: "Mr. Gao, this is Mr. Cen Zhifan, my father's good friend." I worked as a research assistant at the Witten Research Institute next door. ”

Gao Yuan's round eyes seemed to be very surprised, Cen Zhifan saw it in his eyes, and he was slightly proud in his heart. He said to himself: It seems that this kid is frightened by my name.

Unexpectedly, Gao Yuan pursed his lips, shook his head and said, "Uncle, you are in your forties this year, why are you still an assistant researcher, it seems that your level is very average." ”

If there is any principle for being a lofty person, it is only three words: depending on the mood.

If you're in a good mood, I won't be angry if you step on my feet.

If you're in a bad mood, even if you just step on my shadow, I'll stomp on your face!

For people like Cen Zhifan who dare to speak out without understanding anything, Gao Yuan has always responded in only one way, and that is merciless humiliation.

After listening to Gao Yuan's sarcasm, Cen Zhifan almost fainted. He is also a veteran researcher in Gaowu Park, and even those chief researchers will call him "Lao Cen" enthusiastically when they see him. Now being humiliated by a little-known young man, Cen Zhifan is simply furious!