The Local Lazy Man System

"President Ma, Mr. Ye has arrived?" Wen Haitang walked into Ma Xudong's office and said to Ma Xudong who was looking at the documents.

"Please come in quickly." Ma Xudong stood up and said.

"Yes."

Wen Haitang turned around and invited Ye Rongrong to come in. It turned out that he was afraid of disturbing the leader's office just now, and he would be unhappy, so Wen Haitang asked Ye Rongyao to wait at the door, and asked herself to report first.

"President Ma, your office is really stylish!" Ye Rongyao walked into the office and said with a smile to Ma Xudong, who was approaching.

This is not a polite word, but a real truth. Ma Xudong's office, Ye Rongrong, estimates that it is more than 60 square meters. You must know that in the city, many families of five or six live in five or six people. A small house of ten square meters.

Not to mention that Ma Xudong's office is very luxuriously decorated. Like many cultural people, Ma Xudong's office is mostly filled with various books, all kinds of professional books with beautiful covers.

There are political categories and economic categories. Of course, the most popular books are medical books. These books are generally not used for learning, but are basically used for decoration.

The main reason is to show that the people in the office are literate and cultivated, and it is completely used to set off the value of identity.

"It's alright, you know, these things are just for the occasion and don't have much use, but everyone does it this way. If I'm different, it's not good." Ma Xudong said with a smile.

Ma Xudong is a pure professional academic person. Because of his medical skills and status in the medical field, the college requires him to be the vice president and let him become the leader of the school. He can only take office.

In fact, Ma Xudong really didn't want to be the vice president, but to be the leader of this institute would delay a lot of his time and energy in scientific research.

"That's true. It's inevitable everywhere. If you are different, it's easy to be rejected." From this point of view, Ye Rongrong agreed with Ma Xudong's words.

If nothing else, take Ye Rongrong himself as an example. In the past, many people were rejected because of laziness. Sometimes, Ye Rongyao couldn't figure it out, laziness was purely a personal matter, and it didn't interfere with others or break the law. Why are you talking about yourself behind your back and always rejecting yourself?

It was as if he had done a monstrous evil.

"Sit down, Xiao Wen will make a cup of tea." Ma Xudong asked Wen Haitang after asking Ye Rongyao to sit down on the sofa.

"Yes.

"

Wen Haitang responded and started to make tea for Ye Guangyao. Wen Haitang, as Ma Xudong's assistant, is actually the same as the secretary, just changing a name that is not easy for people to cause bad thoughts. What he does is exactly the same as what the secretary does, that is, doing chores for the leader.

"Mr. Ye, please have some tea."

Wen Haitang held back her smile. He secretly gave Ye Rong a naughty look and said.

"thanks!"

Ye Rongrong took the teacup in Wen Haitang's hand and said. Ye Rongrong really didn't expect it. More than ten years later, in my junior high school, the famous and beautiful school girl would bring tea and water to herself so diligently.

"Xiao Wen, go out first, I'll call you later." Ma Xudong said to Wen Haitang.

"OK."

After Wen Haitang gave Ye Rong a look to contact him later, she turned and left the office, closing the door of the office by the way.

Wen Haitang was a little curious as to what kind of skills she was, her junior high school classmate. He even made his leader, the school's famously serious, and difficult to get along with, Dean Ma, to treat him differently.

You must know that only the leaders above the dean level of the entire Zhejiang University, that is, the school, can chat with him so casually. I didn't expect my junior high school classmate to have this qualification.

Speaking of which, Ye Rongyao was only two years older than himself. Even if he did well in the society, he would not be much stronger than himself.

It's just that Dean Ma let him go out, and Wen Haitang has to leave no matter how curious he is. However, when Ye Rongyao arrived at his house in the evening, Wen Haitang would definitely ask herself the reason for this old classmate.

"Honor, I have put a lot of effort into the matter of you as a visiting professor. I have guaranteed tickets in front of many school leaders. You can't make it difficult for me to do it, brother!"

When Wen Haitang walked out of the office, Ma Xudong said to Ye Rongrong with a smile.

"I know this. President Ma, you can rest assured. I still have confidence in my own medical skills, and I will definitely not be worse than those medical skills."

Ye Rongrong said confidently. In terms of medical skills, Ye Rongrong does not think that he will be inferior to anyone else. There are "intermediate acupuncture and moxibustion" and "basic medical skills". Ye Rongrong believes that in the country and even in the world, people with more comprehensive medical skills and higher medical skills than themselves. , definitely not a few.

"So confident?"

Ma Xudong looked at Ye Rongrong in surprise and said. After all, Ye Rongyao's current tone is not ordinary. It must be known that the people who can be called national masters of medical skills have deep attainments in medicine, and they are Taishan Beidou-level figures in the medical field.

How old is Ye Rongrong, he is only in his early thirties at most, and it is too exaggerated to say that his medical skills are no worse than those of the Taishan Beidou figures in the medical field.

Ma Xudong knew that Ye Rongrong's medical skills were very powerful, but he never thought that his medical skills could reach the state of national medical skills. You must know that in China, people who can be called national medical skills can be counted on the fingers of one hand. what.

"Hehe, I can't be confident. Dean Ma, you support me so much. I can't let you down. If you want to make me a visiting professor at the School of Medicine of South Zhejiang University, you may be under a lot of pressure, right?"

Ye Rongrong asked with a smile. After all, not anyone who wants to be a professor at a university can become a professor, especially since he has not graduated from junior high school, and he is not qualified to be a visiting professor at the School of Medicine of Zhejiang South University. It must be that Dean Ma has made a lot of efforts. Only let the school leaders pass this application.

Since Ma Xudong is so loyal, Ye Rongrong can't make it really difficult for them. When it's time to show your ability, you still have to show it, otherwise, not only will you be looked down upon by others, but you will feel that you have become this visiting professor only because of your connections, and it will also cause Ma Xudong to be talked about by others.

"Fortunately, although there is some pressure, as long as you have such confidence in Glory, I will not worry." Ma Xudong said with a smile.

In fact, Ma Xudong asked Ye Rongrong to be a visiting professor of Zhejiang University School of Medicine, which was under a lot of pressure and risk. If Ye Rongrong's medical skills were really good, it would be better to say.

If his medical skills were average or not at all, Ma Xudong would be held accountable by the school's leadership. Although he said it would not have much impact on himself, it was not good after all.

"On this point, President Ma, don't worry. If you don't have a diamond, you won't do porcelain work. Since I dare to come to Zhejiang South University to be this visiting professor, I have this ability." Ye Rongrong said confidently.

"Very well, this is a contract drafted by the college. Take a look. If you think it needs to be revised, you can also submit it."

Ma Xudong took out the contract that had been done yesterday from the desk and handed it to Ye Rongrong.

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The third one will be delivered, and the fourth one will be a little later. I'm really sorry. (To be continued.)