Chapter 1126: with translation of chapter title

"Ah?" Zhao Wenhua felt a bellyful of grievance, was dazed, and didn't notice who had come in.

Originally clever and quick-witted, after causing trouble for Zheng Ren, he seemed to have been secretly dimmed.

Especially now that he learned Zheng Ren had received an invitation from Mayo Clinic to become a visiting professor, plus today Zheng Ren's Shou Bing and the slightly greedy envious looks of others, it dealt Zhao Wenhua critical hit damage after critical hit damage.

He froze a moment, turned to see Director Zhang, wanted to smile, but his facial muscles were stiff, he couldn't smile, just let out an "en".

Director Zhang felt annoyed; Zhao Wenhua usually is a sharp guy, what's wrong with him today? He basically has no clue, does he even understand what I mean?

"Old Zhao, the director is coming to change clothes, hurry up and go out for a smoke?" Director Zhang wasn't polite either, Directly Say.

"En."

"En?"

"En!"

Zhao Wenhua gave three consecutive "en"s, same words, different tones. He turned around and came to his senses, wanting to stub out the cigarette, but in his panic he couldn't find a place, so he threw the butt on the ground and stomped it out.

Director Yan frowned, Director Zhang bent down, picked up the cigarette butt, and said with a smile, "Smoking is already against the rules, throwing cigarette butts on the ground is not good."

Zhao Wenhua, while hurrying to change clothes, kept offering apologetic smiles.

He felt the gaze from behind like a knife stabbing him; Director Yan doesn't smoke, does he? Zhao Wenhua felt somewhat helpless, but since Director Zhang said that, to refute him to his face... such a stupid thing, Zhao Wenhua would definitely not do.

Although recently he's been flustered and at a loss, he still has this bit of intelligence.

He hurriedly put on his clothes, didn't even have time to button them, Zhao Wenhua turned around wanting to make amends with Director Yan. No matter what mistake he made, saying a few words of apology is always appropriate.

But when he turned around, the first thing he saw wasn't Director Yan, but a handsome face wearing an expression of endless mockery.

Black hair fluttering slightly above his forehead, as if using his motions to mock Zhao Wenhua.

MB! Zhao Wenhua cursed in his heart, didn't even bother to speak to Director Yan, turned and covered his face as he walked away.

"Really, what quality." After Zhao Wenhua left, Director Zhang muttered a complaint, his voice neither loud nor soft, just enough for Director Yan to hear.

This is a matter of propriety; Director Zhang grasped it just right. Whether the director is pleased or not, I don't know, but he must feel comfortable, because these are Director Yan's words.

"Little Zheng, have the people from East Tumor come looking for you?" Director Yan, seeing no one, directly asked.

"East Tumor? No." Zheng Ren said.

"En, that side said they want to poach you." Director Yan said leisurely, "Give you a ward, then you'd be a ward chief; young people really move fast."

Su Yun's eyes flashed with excitement, but she immediately suppressed it.

East Tumor, a Huaxing-system hospital; if I could go back, I'd be returning home in glory? But Su Yun soon smiled, that's the boss going back, not me!

I, the young master, want to walk back with my head held high.

"Director, you see what you're saying." Zheng Ren isn't stupid; such talk can always be heard as good or bad, "I just came; if there's anything wrong with my work, just criticize me, send me to East Tumor, but please don't."

Director Yan smiled; the use of the word "expel" was extremely apt.

"The hospital has studied it and is preparing to assign the nearby community hospital as your ward." Director Zhang then said.

Zheng Ren had heard this from Director Kong on the way, but now he still had to repeatedly express thanks.

If it weren't for Director Kong, and if I didn't have to kowtow again, Zheng Ren would really want to go to East Tumor. That side is closer to Golden Palm geographically, saving the trouble.

But Director Kong is still here; Zheng Ren doesn't want to burn his bridges and leave Director Kong hanging. Being a person, one should still be decent.

"Little Zheng, I give you a task." Director Yan spoke briefly, "If there's any project on the Mayo side that the hospital can cooperate with, just tell me; if Director Yuan can't approve it, come directly to me."

Su Yun pursed her lips; clearly it was taking advantage, but saying it sounded like the hospital was showing how much it cared for the boss.

But Zheng Ren was also well-informed and tactful, and immediately agreed.

Because of Director Miao's matter today, everyone's interest was low; Director Yan changed clothes and left hastily. Zheng Ren saw him off, then finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, that's impressive." Su Yun said with a chuckle, "Director Yan is throwing you an olive branch."

"Not really." Zheng Ren replied calmly.

"If you say before it was Director Kong appreciating you and poaching you over, now it's become Director Yan appreciating you. Having entered the director's good graces, if any bastard later gives you trouble, just go complain to Director Yan." Su Yun said half-seriously, half-jokingly.

Zheng Ren's interest was scarce; not knowing Director Miao's fate, his heart felt heavy, as if a big stone weighed on it.

He called Director Kong, saying he was returning to the department; Zheng Ren also messaged Xie Yiren on WeChat, telling Little Yi Ren he'd be late coming downstairs, asking her to wait a moment.

Walking into the Intervention Department, turning a corner, a figure hurriedly came toward him, almost colliding with Zheng Ren.

Although Zheng Ren felt a bit unwell, his body was still quite agile, so he dodged directly.

"Professor Zhao?" Zheng Ren glanced and greeted, "Are you off work?"

"Uh..." Zhao Wenhua felt resigned; why does Zheng Ren appear wherever he goes?! He also didn't speak, just walked away.

"I can't stand this person." Su Yun looked at Zhao Wenhua's back and said coldly.

"En." Zheng Ren gave a noncommittal nod.

"Boss, you pretend to be a good person, but you're overly benevolent, you can't give those below a sense of security." Su Yun said.

"You still want a sense of security?" Zheng Ren said, "Being stared at by you, it's probably Professor Zhao who lacks security."

"Just as you say." Su Yun blew a breath, her black hair fluttering above her forehead.

"What does it matter what he does? His Shou Bing is no good for you anyway; you're a thoracic doctor. Moreover, now is his peak; in the days ahead his skill will decline while yours rises, and when he retires you'll become the domineering figure in the domestic academic world."

"..." Su Yun looked at Zheng Ren, wondering if the boss's heart really was that big.

"When the academic conference opens, you go in a little late. As soon as you enter, the whole crowd rises and applauds; you say Zhao Wenhua is better sitting or standing up? If he's motivated, he might as well quit academia, right."

Zheng Ren's words made perfect sense; Su Yun imagined that scene and was left speechless.

But... how to imagine that scene, it doesn't seem like me, but like it's about him? Turns out this person also harbors ambitions; even his future plans include such a pretentious image.