The American Scripture

　　 "Thank you very much, you know I have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, without you, maybe Jennifer today, she is also very strong, but she is not as lucky as me, and does not have a good partner!"

　　 "It's nothing, you are not bad!" Zhen Fan asked Brenda to sit down and gave her a can of soda, "Be prepared for the final finals, I believe you will have good results!"

Brenda took the soda, sat cross-legged on the sofa, took a sip, looked at Zhen Fan and smiled: "I have delayed you a lot these days? I heard that your clinic is about to open, and I need to do something for you. ?"

　　 "When you are sick, I think I need you!"

　　 Zhen Fan made a joke.

　　 "How is it? Winning, do you have a lot to say?"

　　 "No, I just want to talk to you!" Brenda put down the soda, and then moved towards the place where Zhen Fan was sitting. "If... if I like you, what should I do?"

　　 "This...I will wait for you to grow up!" Zhen Fan looked at her grinningly.

　　Brenda felt discouraged.

　　 "I still count on you to kiss me, you know? The judges sought me out, and I hurried back when I was over, but I didn't expect you to leave first!" Brenda said in a bit of a grudge.

　　 "It's a pity!" Zhen Fan shrugged, "It's better to save this kiss until you win the state championship, but the interest will be more expensive!"

"as you wish!"

　　 Brenda laughed, then stood up.

　　 "I have to go, remember—"

　　 Brenda pointed at Zhen Fan with her finger, then opened the door.

　　 "Of course, I remember, that kiss."

　　 "No, when I'm sick, I'll go to you! Haha!" Brenda succeeded in her little conspiracy, laughed, and then closed the door gently.

Zhen Fan touched his forehead, took out his mobile phone and took a look. He was still wondering if he would hold a small cocktail party to celebrate the opening of his clinic, but he couldn't remember those people who wanted to invite him. After all, he had nothing to do here. acquaintance. After thinking about it, he picked up the phone and called Kelly.

　　 "What's the matter?" Kelly was very happy to hear it.

　　 Zhen Fan deliberated, and then said: "I don't know whether the clinic needs to hold a reception or it is a very small one. You know I am not very familiar with these. Maybe you have experienced it. I think..."

"Ha!" Kelly laughed on the phone, "If your clinic is big enough or you have enough friends, you can consider it, but... I suggest you organize a family celebration, maybe I can Find some friends for you, you know, the more people there are, the more customers you will have in the future!"

　　 "This is a good suggestion, let me think about it!"

　　 Zhen Fan also thinks that Kelly’s idea is very good. Those who are unfamiliar with her life in the United States can only rely on this small cocktail party to attract customers.

　　 The decoration of the clinic cost nearly 10,000 U.S. dollars, which can be said to be relatively extravagant. Adding some equipment and medicines, especially Chinese medicinal materials, it cost Zhen Fan nearly 40,000 U.S. dollars.

　　 As Americans don’t know how to decoct Chinese medicine, Zhen Fan also plans to hire a Chinese assistant to take care of this matter. Therefore, Zhen Fan called Lao Mo in Chinatown the next night. When I heard that Zhen Fan wanted to hire an assistant of Chinese medicine, he enthusiastically introduced five people to Zhen Fan.

　　 It is not easy for a Chinese to find a good job in the United States, and the monthly salary of 3,800 US dollars promised by Fan Zhen is quite tempting. So the next morning, the five people came, three young people and two middle-aged people.

　　 The interview was conducted in Zhen Fan’s newly renovated clinic. Two of the three young people came to the United States recently. They didn't want to clean the dishes and wanted to find a decent job. However, they were not very familiar with Chinese medicine. Although the other young man has a foundation in Chinese medicine, he has only been granted a visa for one year, and he can only regretfully let it go. One of the two middle-aged people had worked as a drug dealer, but he went bankrupt, mixed up badly, and was relatively smooth. The other was a doctor who worked as a doctor in a Chinese medicine hospital in China. He is also more sincere. This is what Zhen Fan values.

　　 "Doctor Tang, hello, we will be colleagues from now on!" Zhen Fan sent the other four people away and warmly entertained the domestic doctor.

　　 "You laughed, I don't dare to call a doctor now." The doctor's surname is Tang, Tang Shaoyang, from Hunan. It is said that his name is based on place names. Such names are relatively common in China.

"You are an experienced person. I can leave the job to you and I can rest assured." Zhen Fan smiled and poured him a glass of water. He originally wanted to ask why a domestic doctor couldn't do it well, so he came to the United States, and he was still confused. It's so bad, but after thinking about it, let's forget it. Every family has scriptures that are hard to recite.

　　 The two chatted with each other. They talked about the current situation of Chinese medicine in China, and also talked about the situation of Chinese medicine in the United States. The more he talked about it, the more speculative he became. Tang Shaoyang has rich experience and has his own opinions on Chinese medicine. However, Zhen Fan's theory of Chinese medicine is very profound, and both of them admire each other very much.

　　 Although there is a reason why Tang Shaoyang wants to show off his skills in front of the new boss, Zhen Fan came here at his fingertips, seeming much more casual, and his thoughts are imaginary, which makes Tang Shaoyang sometimes unable to keep up.

　　 It’s almost noon. Zhen Fan invited Tang Shaoyang to have a Chinese-style lunch at his home, but Tang Shaoyang was a little stiff and repeatedly declined.

　　 Zhen Fan thought that Tang Shaoyang's thoughts were normal, so he stopped reluctantly. The two agreed to start working tomorrow and signed an employment contract. Zhen Fan called the lawyer Charles Carter again and agreed that he would come tomorrow morning and sort out two employment contracts by the way. One is for Tang Shaoyang and the other is for Tang Shaoyang. To your own receptionist.

　　 Charles fully agreed and asked Zhen Fan to talk about his requirements and so on. Then he signed the ticket and said that he would take care of everything. When the time comes, the two parties only need to sign. You are a fool if you have money and don't make money. This is the principle that lawyers believe in.

　　 As for the front desk of the clinic, although Zoe really wants this position, she hasn't graduated yet, so she doesn't have time to do it well.

　　 The first thing Zhen Fan did after returning home was to post a job advertisement on the Internet, and of course the treatment was the same as Tang Shaoyang. After finishing all these tasks, Zhen Fan saw that it was getting late, and was thinking about cooking dinner when she knocked on the door.

　　 "Zoe?"

　　 Zhen Fan didn't have a stunned, he didn't expect Zoe to come up at this time.

　　 "Zhen, there is good news!"

　　 As soon as the door opened, Zoe jumped over and hugged Zhen Fan tightly.

　　 "I have good news, do you want to hear it?"

　　 Zhen Fan patted Zoe on the back.

　　 "I want to hear it, but are we talking like this?"

　　 Zhen Fan opened his hand helplessly and shrugged his shoulders.

　　 "Oh, sorry! I'm a little excited!" Zoe let go of Zhen Fan, Zhen Fan let her in, sit on the sofa, and bring her a cup of tea.

"Eaten dinner yet?"

　　 "Is there any Chinese food you make?" Zoe yelled in surprise, and then scanned the dining table with both eyes. It was obvious that she did not scan anything she wanted.

　　 "I'm going to do it, you are in time!" Zhen Fan smiled and stood up, "Don't you have good news to say? I'm listening!"

"That's it. I have applied to the school for an internship, and now it has passed. That means I can find a job I love for an internship. No, your clinic is just opening. I'm catching up. This is not good news. Is it?" Zoe said smugly.

　　 "It is indeed good news for you, but I have posted a recruitment advertisement on the Internet just now!" When Zhen Fan heard this, she suddenly frowned.

　　 "Then take it off!" Zoe replied simply.

　　 Zhen Fan thought about it, too, a familiar person is always more reassuring than a stranger. So he went online again and withdrew the recruitment notice. Although this also paid a compensation for the website.

　　 "Sit down, I'm going to cook!" After Zhen Fan was finished, he asked Zoe to go to the kitchen and get busy. But suddenly there was an extra mouth, and I didn't plan to start anew, just a pot of potatoes and beef.

"May I help you?"

　　 Zoe stuck his head into the kitchen.

　　 "Just help me eat these beef and potatoes!"

　　 "Ha, that's really—great!" Zoe exaggerated his mouth and laughed, then watched Zhen Fan bring a pot of beef stew with potatoes.

　　 "Very fragrant, it must taste great!"

　　 Zoe came to the conclusion directly, and the result proved that this conclusion is extremely correct, as delicious as ever, and as always eating to support his belly.

　　 "I feel a bit like Porta (the fat woman in the American TV series "Three Gangs of a Hero"), of course, if you let me eat such delicious food every day!"

　　Zoe was lying halfway on the sofa, expressing his feelings.

　　 Zhen Fan does not know who Bota is, but it is definitely not a good image. He grinned and looked at Zoe's sad eyes, and nodded.

　　 "I don't want my receptionist to be so honorable. This will reduce my customers and you will be fired by me!"

　　 "Well, I'm just talking!" Zoe quickly surrendered.

　　 "You go to my clinic tomorrow to sign an employment contract~www.readwn.com~ Then you are my official employee!"

　　 "Yes, I will go early tomorrow." Zoe smiled, "But by the way, what's my salary?"

　　 "Settled monthly, your salary is 3800 U.S. dollars, of course I will also buy various insurances for you, this is extra!" Zhen Fan said to her very seriously.

　　 "Ok, not bad!" Zoe's family doesn't lack money. Her father runs a supermarket.

　　 "Well, I might have a small family-style cocktail party the day after tomorrow. You are welcome to attend, and your parents, I hope you all come!"

　　 "No problem!" Zoe fully agreed.

　　 Look at the darkness outside, and Zoe has no intention of leaving yet. Zhen Fan did not ask: "Did you come by car? If not, do you want me to call you a taxi?"

　　 Zoe glared at Zhen Fan.

　　 "You are not a gentleman! But today is almost the same, see you later! Boss!"

　　 Zhen Fan was taken aback, then reacted and couldn't help laughing.

　　 "Goodbye, Zoe, drive carefully!"

　　 Zoe looked back and smiled outside the house, "I thought I was out of my own home now."

　　 "What do you mean?" Zhen Fan did not respond.

　　 "Your tone is like my dad!" Zoe smiled, turned around and got into his car and waved to Zhen Fan. It's gone without a trace.