Zheng Ren is late in the face blindness. He is used to the habit of pretending to know as long as someone greets him.

The man reached out and Zheng Ren also stronged his spirit and shook hands with him.

Just eating, getting too tired, more tired than surgery, Zheng Ren exhausted.

"Zheng boss, hello, my name is Li Yuchen. I am the executive vice president of the Strait Private Hospital. I am mainly responsible for the introduction of talents." The person is enthusiastic but not annoying.

Strait private hospital? What is this ghost?

Zheng Ren took a moment.

"First of all, I wish you a successful live broadcast today." Li Xiaochen said with a smile, using words to pull the distance between himself and Zheng Ren.

"Oh, polite." Zheng Rendao.

"This is my business card. Our hospital is a pure American hospital with the best equipment and other hardware conditions. In the operating room, the machine is the latest Siemens double C-arm L3476, which is the most advanced machine model in the world. Zheng Boss Are you interested in knowing?" Li Xiaochen kept a gentle smile.

He was responsible for the work of the Strait Hospital to dig people, contacted countless doctors, and knew what doctors liked most.

The first is of course the salary. Big hands, each year is more than one million annual salary. Other directors and deputy chief physicians, ranging from 30 to 500,000 a year. In addition to housing, spouse work and other terms, rich and incomparable.

Second, doctors like to talk about hardware. Because the technical strength belongs to the software, and the hardware conditions are suitable, it will make the doctor even more powerful.

Who doesn't want to take their level to the next level?

These two cards are not going to be profitable. As long as Li Weichen is eyeing the doctor, he has hardly dig.

The Straits Hospital is a purely American-funded hospital. It does not take medical insurance from the mainland. All patients are at their own expense.

There are no poor patients here, and they are faced with rich patients and take the high-end route.

Without medical insurance, patients are not bad money, enjoy high salaries, and the world of hardware conditions is super, all of which have great appeal to doctors.

Of course, the professors of the Imperial Capital are hard to dig as long as they don't retire.

During this time, Li Xiaochen just happened to be in the Imperial Capital and talked with a suppressed general surgery professor at a hospital to dig up the Straits Hospital.

The live broadcast of the video, in the circle of intervention, can be in the medical circle, and only the people involved in the intervention, most people do not know about this.

But Li Xiaochen knows that as a qualified professional manager, he should try to get more information. Sometimes, taking an early step means a huge gain.

He watched the live broadcast of the whole process and consulted an American expert at the first time. The American expert left only one sentence - this is a masterpiece that God's hand can accomplish!

How can Li Xiaochen give up such a doctor who has the "Hand of God"?

And he is still so young, young means that the future is boundless, this point Li Xiaochen understands.

So after a brief understanding of Zheng Ren’s resume, he rushed to the guest house without waiting for the return of this big fish.

Zheng Ren took the business card that Li Haochen handed over, and did not read it. He put it in his pocket and smiled and said: "Okay, have time to contact you."

Uh... The subtext of this sentence is too clear, that is - I don't know you, I don't want to contact you.

Li Xiaochen snorted, is it that his own words are not stated?

"Zheng boss, our hospital..." Li Yuchen’s words have not been finished yet. Zheng Ren has already walked into the guest house, shaking his hand and waving a goodbye.

The sound of goodbye is a little small, and disappears without a trace.

Really... I really saw a ghost! Li Yuchen is crazy.

He has dug a lot of people, and all the doctors who have been suppressed and squeezed by the emperor and the demon have been dug up.

Others are retired old professors, a set of methods for digging people, who are skilled and unpredictable, and have few failed experiences.

But this time... I must have said nothing about myself. Li Yichen recalled it and felt that it should be caused by too hasty.

He didn't feel discouraged, but sorted out the suit, the board was neat, and it seemed that the whole person was full of vigor and charm, giving a feeling of stability and solidity.

Simply sorted out the clothes, calmed down the mood, and looked calm and up.

This is the case with professional managers, and it is a must-have temperament and quality.

It’s just that the young doctor ate a closed door and made Li Xiaochen somewhat inexplicable. If it weren't for the description of the hand of God, Li Xiaochen was afraid that he had already gone.

It must be that I have communicated with the other party, and it must be.

I registered at the front desk and used a little trick to ask the room where Zheng Ren was.

Before coming to the door, Li Xiaochen calmed down and carefully arranged a smile to make himself look more intimate. Only then raised his hand and gently knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Zheng Ren's voice came out.

Li Xiaochen pushed the door in and saw Zheng Ren sitting in a chair, holding a micro-guide wire in his left hand, constantly smashing.

This is just a piece of baby!

Li Xiaochen’s eyes are bright!

No wonder the young doctor didn't take care of himself. He used all his spirit and attention in technology. Even after the surgery was over, I refused to relax for a moment and still felt the flexibility of the micro-guidewire.

Like the martial arts novels, he is pursuing the realm of combining human and micro-guidewires.

If such a person does not deserve the hand of God, who can still have it?

Not crazy, not live.

No wonder, no wonder.

"Zheng boss, I am bothering you." Li Yuchen showed a gentle smile, his hands spread out, giving the subconscious a sense of harmlessness, and took a few steps forward, slightly stunned, and continued: "I think, I did not say anything clearly, please give me three minutes of precious time, let me introduce you to our hospital."

"What is your name?" Zheng Ren also forgot the name of Li Yuchen.

"..." Li Yuchen knows that Zheng Ren is blind and just hurriedly met, and Zheng Renyi forgot his work.

Li Xiaochen felt that his forehead was beating on both sides of his forehead. Is this insulting himself?

No, I didn’t do anything when I met for the first time. Why did he insult himself?

I must have thought more about myself.

It must be...

Li Xiaochen suppressed the volcano deep inside, and the smile on his face was more prosperous. He said: "Zheng boss, you are really a noble person. I just saw it downstairs. My name is Li Weichen~lightnovelpub.net~ He is the vice president of the Straits Hospital and is responsible for the introduction of talents."

"Oh, Dean Li, hello, please sit down." Zheng Ren was a little tired, but he stood up from the chair and smiled to let Li Xiaochen sit down.

"Zheng boss's surgery today is very good. With one of my American friends, you have a pair of hands that have been kissed by God."

He felt that using the hand of God to describe it was a little exaggerated. The main reason is that he does not want to hold Zheng Ren too high at the beginning of the digging. This is not the way to buy and sell.

"Thanks for the prize." Zheng Ren said nothing about God, what kiss, no interest at all, faintly said.

"Not at all exaggerated." Li Xiaochen sat down, his eyes slammed into the trash can under the desk, and there was a business card, which he had just handed to Zheng Ren...

His eyes couldn't help but bounce twice, but he quickly controlled his emotions.

"As far as I know, you are a Haicheng person, and you are a hospitalized person in the emergency department of Haicheng City." Li Xiaochen smiled. "Please rest assured that it is a headhunting company that investigates these things. I have no malicious intentions against you."

"Well, yes." Zheng Ren was wearing a micro-guide wire, and his face had no expression except a smile.

"Monthly income should be around 4,000 yuan. I am blunt, your level and income have been seriously out of touch. The income of 4,000 yuan can not reflect your value." Li Yichen decided to go straight into the house and use the silver bullet to break down. Zheng Ren.

"Oh, okay." Zheng Ren's answer is still simple, simple to boring.

"If you are willing to come to our Straits Hospital as the director of the intervention department, I can now give you an annual salary of 1.5 million. Only such salary is fair." Li Xiaochen smiled and looked at Zheng Ren.

I am afraid that the next second, the little doctor will smash under the money offensive.