"Headmaster."

Madame's body still needs to rest, and the headmaster comes out with a simple visit.

"The rain is thick, Qinghe, stay and have a light meal together."

"Thank you, Headmaster."

On the dining table, there are not many dishes on the table, five dishes, one soup, and the dishes are more exquisite, Zhou Qinghe feels that he can't eat enough, so he simply moves a few chopsticks, focusing on a companionship.

"Headmaster, Madame's diet should still be paid attention to, vegetables don't matter, raw and cold ingredients should be eaten less."

"I know, I know."

There are not many topics to talk about during the meal, except that as a doctor, you can make certain requirements for the patient's family.

Other times, it was basically the principal who asked Zhou Qinghe and answered.

Zhou Qinghe also asked what to answer, pay attention to proportion, and the main thing is that he is neither humble nor arrogant, and his conversation is extraordinary.

After all, with the blessing of vision, it will not be cold to chat.

After the meal, the principal asked someone to bring 1,000 yuan.

"Qinghe, thank you."

"How can a student take money from the principal." Zhou Qinghe's righteous and stern face of refusal.

"How can the doctor not accept the consultation fee, one yard is one yard, and if it can't be confused, accept it."

"When I went to study abroad, it was the principal's school board that helped me solve most of the tuition problems, and if I collected money, what would others say about me? Headmaster, I can't take this money. Zhou Qinghe once again refused with a stern face.

"The school board will not help you alone, but you are the only one who has a future, and others will not say anything, and they will not have the face to say anything."

"Headmaster.....

"Take it."

"Take it, you just came to Nanjing, and it costs money to buy a house, and your family in Ningbo also needs to help you with one or two." Dai Yunong's help.

That's all said and done, after the process of three resignations and three invitations was completed, Zhou Qinghe took advantage of the situation and accepted it.

A thousand yuan, he is quite greedy.

He now has a net worth of 100 given by Section Chief Zeng, 154 given by the Secret Service, and more than 20 original fragments.

"Student, shame ....."

When he was in the Central Hospital, Su Weiyong popularized science with him, and now the famous doctors are very popular, and the consultation fee for the visit is very expensive.

Generally speaking, one piece, two pieces, five pieces, even if you are rich, it is only twenty yuan.

After all, the monthly salary of an ordinary worker is only ten yuan.

This time a thousand, it's really sky-high.

Of course, money is not the key today, but face brushing is.

The real benefits are yet to come.

"I'll have someone send you back, I still have something to say with the principal."

"Then headmaster, the students will come to see you next time."

When he walked out of the door, the military attache in the attendant room was waiting, and he directly sent Zhou Qinghe back to the secret service.

As soon as the license plate of the attendant's room showed his face, the people walking in the office saw that only Zhou Qinghe got out of the car, and there was no Dai Yunong, and the wind of gossip immediately spread throughout the secret service.

The principal's chamberlain made a special trip to send Zhou Qinghe back, this treatment is extraordinary!

Because Zhou Qinghe has not been in the secret service for a long time, many people have never seen Zhou Qinghe at all, and they may not even know the guards at the gate.

When I saw the license plate, I thought it was the principal's commissioner!

Fortunately, someone in the secret service always inquired about the doctor, and the news flew immediately.

When Zhou Qinghe went upstairs, he happened to 'bump into' Zeng Haifeng of the Intelligence Department who was just about to go out.

"Section Chief Zeng."

Zhou Qinghe was just about to say hello and leave with his feet up, but who knew that Zeng Haifeng stopped him.

"Brother Zhou, alas, let me tell you, according to the information you provided, there is already a control over there."

Zhou Qinghe smiled: "Then I wish Section Chief Zeng success." ”

"We're all working together."

After Zeng Haifeng finished speaking, he hugged Zhou Qinghe's back and said:

"I just came back to report to the director, but the person was not there, and the person in the secretary's office said that he was taking you out? Why didn't the Commissioner come back? ”

"Oh, I'll be back first after dinner, aren't you in a hurry to settle down, the director probably has something to discuss with the principal."

"What? You said the principal would leave you for dinner? ”

Zeng Haifeng was as shocked as if he had been struck by lightning, and he almost jumped on the spot in disbelief, and even his little eyes were round.

"yes... Hi, a light meal, nothing, don't think about it. ”

Zhou Qinghe patted Zeng Haifeng's shoulder and patted it gently, almost collapsing the shoulder of the stunned Section Chief Zeng.

"Let's go first, Section Chief Zeng, it's afternoon, I have to hurry up and settle down."

"Uh-huh." Zeng Haifeng nodded habitually, and then as if he remembered something, he immediately stepped on two steps, and said enthusiastically:

"Qinghe, the tactician brother you want has already helped you find it.

The former tactical instructor of the 18th Army, an absolute combat master, is called Wang Yong.

When I checked the reselling of arms by the quartermaster chief of the 18th Army, I found that this person had a conflict with that division chief and had been ostracized.

Once, I confronted the chief, pushed him up, was punished, and was sent to see the barracks.

Isn't that a waste of talent, you say?

No, I'm also short of action masters, I was thinking of getting my intelligence department.

The key is that this person has a clean background and no one on it, otherwise he wouldn't have been killed by a director, right?

Now you need it, then you can use it first, don't worry, if you don't need it anymore, you can throw it to me, okay? ”

"Would you like to come?"

Zhou Qinghe was moved when he heard this, which sounded good, but now that this director has been eliminated, it stands to reason that this Wang Yong still has the possibility of recovery.

The word spy is notorious, and many people in the military look down on the secret service.

Moreover, the tactical instructor of the 18th Army is also a captain, and this official position is higher than Zhou Qinghe himself.

"Yes, aren't you at ease with me?"

Zeng Haifeng patted his chest: "When the director had an accident, some people in the 18th Army thought that he told the secret, and he was just right, but no one dared to really use him as his own, who didn't have anything dirty under his ass." ”

This is reasonable, Zhou Qinghe nodded silently, and the secret service knew that it was not him who told the secret.

"Okay, then there's work." Zhou Qinghe recognized this favor and readily agreed immediately.

"For small things, I will immediately transfer someone to go through the formalities, and promise to let him report to you early tomorrow morning."

Zeng Haifeng sent a favor, and he was also in a good mood, squinting his eyes and humming a song downstairs.

This person still has to be active.

A small secret service, there are all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, and the ghost knows who is standing behind a person.

This is not? All at once, it was all over the place.

Make friends in advance, and you won't lose.

The 18th Army is the starting unit of the civil engineering department, and Wang Yong can be an instructor in this unit, which is definitely a rare talent, far from being comparable to those miscellaneous troops.

The key is that such talents are not easy to flow out, and the right time, place and people are indispensable.

He really likes it, and he used some means to get through the relationship.

But if it is compared with Zhou Qinghe's favor, it is not worth mentioning.

The gift is too light, and I can't give it away.

As for what he said just now, let Zhou Qinghe use up and return this Wang Yong... What are you doing with it?

Wang Yong was in Zhou Qinghe, so he could remind him all the time that Brother Zhou, his brother had made a contribution.