Chapter 844: 831 Lying to Win (Alliance Leader's Book Bag Child Extra Update 4)

Zheng Ren wanted to go to Xiao Hua Nei Ke, and running into Hu Yan Hui coming out of the Operating Room.

She didn't look excited about the first successful surgery livestream; instead, she seemed a bit confused.

"Little Hu, what are you thinking?" Zheng Ren saw Hu Yan Hui looking uneasy and asked curiously.

Hu Yan Hui didn't even see Zheng Ren; she just kept walking, hearing his greeting, then she came to.

She hesitated a moment; her face was already somewhat dark, now it looked even darker.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren imagined Hu Yan Hui should come over excitedly praising his surgery, then modestly downplay it—that would be normal.

But this Hu Yan Hui not only said nothing, her face fell—what's going on? Did the surgery livestream fail?!

No way—even Director Kong at the Frontline General Command Headquarters has people bothering him; how could it fail?

Hu Yan Hui felt a bit embarrassed, but still pulled Zheng Ren aside and asked: "Teacher Zheng, surgery livestreams should be those big two- or three-hour operations, right? Your surgery is short—could it be that the surgical level isn't enough?"

As she spoke, she glanced around mysteriously at the people nearby and whispered: "Don't let there be any dispute with the company side."

So that's it.

Zheng Ren laughed: "This is the highest-level surgery."

"……" Hu Yan Hui wore an expression of disbelief.

"I'm not lying to you, really. Whether from surgical grading or academics, it's the highest difficulty." Zheng Ren said, "And you're an engineer—haven't you seen the barrage in the surgery livestream room?"

"I have, Teacher Zheng—how much did you pay for the water army?" Hu Yan Hui asked.

This time it was Zheng Ren's turn to be speechless.

What the hell is all this nonsense?

"Teacher Zheng, the water army is a bit over the top, saying things too cheesy, overacting!" Hu Yan Hui said softly, her expression earnest, no hostility, just kindly advising Zheng Ren.

"Oh?" Zheng Ren became interested, smiling: "How is it over the top? I'll tell them when I go back."

"Teacher Zheng, normally the water army gives seven parts praise and three parts nitpicking. When they point out flaws, they're minor, negligible things—makes it look genuine. But when your surgery started streaming, all the barrage was just 'I don't get it, so awesome!'……" Hu Yan Hui suddenly realized she'd said too much.

Her slightly dark skin flushed with red, making it look……even darker.

"Teacher Zheng, I'm not saying your surgery was bad, it's just——" Hu Yan Hui hadn't found the right word when Zheng Ren waved his hand, smiled as before, and strode away.

Strange—is he really angry, or did he just not take it to heart?

Hu Yan Hui looked astonished at Zheng Ren's back.

Just then, her phone rang.

"Little Hu, you need to get ready for overtime on this end." From the other end of the phone, Peng Jia's voice came, sounding quite happy?

"Director Peng, I'm still tallying the livestream data." Hu Yan Hui whispered.

"The data isn't urgent; your side mainly needs to assist Boss Zheng with the patients' work. You're only responsible to Boss Zheng now—don't worry about the data work." Peng Jia corrected Hu Yan Hui's mistake.

"The surgery was a huge success—my phone's about to blow up. If this month's livestream goes smoothly, you get a 30% raise!" Peng Jia said: "Little Hu, you must remember to assist Boss Zheng in making the surgery livestream work, ensuring every surgery streams successfully!"

"Okay." Hu Yan Hui heard about the 30% raise and felt a bit puzzled.

After saying that, the call ended.

Hu Yan Hui felt her luck had always been good, but an unexplained 30% raise……

It was like a big pie stuffed with filling, smacking her on the head—the crust broke just right, the filling splattered on her face, and she could just open her mouth to eat it.

Although her luck had always been fine since childhood, this time it's really too good, isn't it?

She did nothing, and got a 30% raise?

Is this what "lying to win" means?

On this side, Hu Yan Hui wondered. On the other end of the hung-up phone, Peng Jia was already grinning ear to ear.

He sat in a coffee shop, before him a real-time data sheet sent from headquarters.

He had been nervously staring at the surgery livestream since early morning, not understanding what the surgery was doing, but the data before him exceeded his expectations.

Before the surgery livestream, time was tight—only less than 14 hours of ads. But early this morning, paying members already exceeded 10,000.

This is a delightful datum—money not much, but Peng Jia wants influence.

However, this is just a beginning, not an end.

The surgery ended quickly, yet the data flow didn't drop with the livestream's end; instead, it stayed at a relatively high level, even slightly increasing.

Peng Jia looked at the crowded surgery livestream room, the crazy barrage, and felt very excited.

This is all traffic, this is all money!

He wanted to light a cigarette to ease his tense, fatigued mind.

But the cigarette was still pinched between his fingers, unlit, when he saw the data change again.

The surgery had ended, yet the number of people opening memberships and rushing into the surgery livestream room only increased; the smooth data curve was so perfect, Peng Jia stared at the screen, grinning foolishly.

He didn't immerse himself in the joy of victory; instead, after finishing his call with Hu Yan Hui, he began arranging other matters.

Pressing the advantage, waiting for traffic to rise again, he could then think about the third and fourth rounds of financing.

If nothing unexpected happens, the company will survive from now on; Peng Jia felt a sense of escaping death's grip.

He had gone all-in, exhausting all liquid funds, and finally received a huge return.

"Director Peng, overseas IPs are trying to register Xinglin Yuan accounts." A message came over on office QQ.

"As planned." Peng Jia typed three characters, his finger paused slightly, then pressed down.

Global influence appeared this quickly! Peng Jia gained another huge surprise.

Advertising fees look like they'll need to go up a bit, he thought happily.

At the same time, Zheng Ren had finished examining the post-op patients in Xiao Hua Nei Ke.

The elderly lady had completely no side reaction, as if she hadn't had surgery, lying in bed dazed.

Zheng Ren gave a few precautions, then smiled and left.

As long as the surgery succeeded, everything was fine—everything proceeded smoothly, step by step.

Returned to the Intervention Department, Chang Yue stopped Zheng Ren, saying: "Chief Zheng, your salary card."

Uh... got paid?

Not bad!

How much money?

"You've only been working ten days and you already have quite a lot of money." Chang Yue said, "I heard from the Head Nurse that it should be over thirty thousand but less than forty thousand."

"..." Zheng Ren froze, that high?!

No wonder the doctors in Hai Cheng all run south; they really earn a lot.

Zheng Ren has always thought that in Hai Cheng, talking only about medical ethics and not money is just being a rascal.