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Fang Ziye's words made Liu Huanglong's face twitch slightly, and his eyes darted around several times, but he still couldn't understand the logic in Fang Ziye's words.

So he looked in Deng Yong's direction.

Deng Yong didn't know when Fang Ziye had contacted this unknown person: "Ziye, please explain yourself more clearly."

"How exactly did you come to know Dr. Nie, whom Professor Liu is talking about?"

Fang Ziye then explained in detail how he met and got along with Nie Mingxian, and then scratched his right ear and said, "Professor Liu, but I don't know the actual situation regarding Dr. Nie's father, as you mentioned."

"Just last month, I specifically consulted him about several emergency surgeries. I always thought he was at Peking Union Medical College Hospital in Kyoto..."

Fang Ziye met Nie Mingxian and Wu Xuanqi in Enshi, but they didn't have a particularly close relationship.

Fang Ziye regarded both of them as senior brothers and seniors, and would shamelessly ask them for advice when he encountered related problems.

Deng Yong's mole on his chin twitched seven or eight times as he looked at Liu Huanglong: "Professor Liu, is this person you're talking about an anesthesiologist or a vascular surgeon?"

"Or perhaps a hand surgeon? A trauma surgeon?"

According to Liu Huanglong, Deng Yong was able to confirm that Nie Mingxian might be related to vascular surgery, and there is some overlap between vascular surgery and hand surgery.

Many vascular surgeons, with proper technique and training, can have the opportunity to work in hand surgery.

However, the complexity of Nie Mingxian's background has left Deng Yong completely bewildered.

"Professor Deng, I haven't known Xiao Nie for very long, but in my eyes, he is an outstanding hand surgeon."

"No, he is an orthopedic surgeon as excellent as Xiao Fang."

“Naturally, he is quite accomplished in vascular surgery, as for anesthesia…” Liu Huanglong spoke so cautiously that he could hardly continue.

After meeting Nie Mingxian, Liu Huanglong became certain that he would never return the Jingzhou he had borrowed.

How could such a surgical genius be simply sent to poke blood vessels?
Liu Huanglong left Peking Union Medical College Hospital with nothing but the demand to restore Nie Mingxian's freedom. He even used his father-in-law's connections to finally make Nie Mingxian a 'free man'.

Moreover, it was Nie Mingxian who, upon arriving at Zhongnan University, immediately wanted to bring Liu Huanglong into the team.

Liu Huanglong found a perfectly valid reason—

The business is too tiring.

This is a fact, an unavoidable and irresistible open strategy, and a win-win situation.

Fang Ziye raised his hand very proactively, indicating that he wanted to interrupt Liu Huanglong.

"Go on," Liu Huanglong said, handing the right to speak to Fang Ziye since he was having trouble explaining further.

Fang Ziye looked at Deng Yong and Yuan Weihong: "Master, if Brother Nie has the opportunity to stay in Zhongnan, my suggestion is to do everything possible to keep him here."

To further highlight Nie Mingxian's uniqueness, Fang Ziye cited an exception: "I think Brother Nie can be described as a god in the field of surgery."

Lan Tianluo is not here at this moment.

However, Lan Tianluo was a treasure that Yuan Weihong acquired at great expense, and Lan Tianluo played a very important role in Yuan Weihong's receipt of the Excellent Young Scientist Award last year.

There are geniuses in this world, and the talents of geniuses are the most unreasonable.

For example, Fang Ziye's clinical skills, and Lan Tianluo's mathematical talent...

Liu Huanglong nodded slightly, indicating his agreement.

"Okay, I'll do my best!" Deng Yong wasn't stupid; he knew this might be a golden opportunity for the team to address its weaknesses once again.

Lan Tianluo was most beneficial to Yuan Weihong, but did he not benefit the large team led by Deng Yong much?
That's definitely impossible. The reason Deng Yong was able to smoothly enter the position of Director of the Department of General Surgery is because of the frequent and abundant scientific research output of Deng Yong's large team.

Furthermore, Deng Yong gained other advantages because of Fang Ziye—for example, the Enshi Military Region Sanatorium project, where a number of deputy directors fell from grace in front of Deng Yong…

Deng Yong continued, "Then let's skip this topic for now and not mention it here."

"There is another very important matter that I need to discuss with you, Professor Liu."

"Actually, before you came to our Central South Hospital, Professor Liu, I had the idea of ​​setting up a trauma center in the emergency department, and Director Han and I had already submitted an application to the hospital."

"The previous constraint was that our department did not have a suitable full professor to be sent abroad. Therefore, the trauma center could not be established."

"Now that you've come to our department, Professor Liu, we're actually at the same level. So, I hope you can take charge of a team at the Trauma Center. The team led by Associate Professor Xie Jinyuan, which was already in the Emergency Department, is a relatively well-established team that just needs someone to take charge of it."

"Professor Liu, what do you think?"

“In that case, we can have the trauma center temporarily take over the emergency consultation shift. They can handle some minor surgeries, and for those they can’t, you and Ziye can cover for them. That’s the first benefit.”

"The second benefit is that Professor Liu, you have a separate trauma center, so when it is said to outsiders, it will not seem like I, Deng Yong, am bullying people with my seniority."

"Although I don't care about these things myself, people's words can be a fearsome thing, and I don't want our team to be alienated by rumors."

"It's just that the Trauma Center and the Trauma Surgery Department are collaborating on a clinical project. The Trauma Center has a senior associate professor on a regular secondment, so you don't need to put in any extra effort, Professor Liu."

"Thirdly, Professor Han and I spoke on the phone before, and we still feel that Professor Dong's decision to refuse to stay at the hospital for re-employment was too abrupt, and we can still try to persuade him."

"This is my personal selfishness; having an elder in the family is like having a treasure."

“If you, Professor Liu, wish to lead a team in the Department of Trauma Surgery, Professor Han and I have also persuaded Professor Dong to renew his contract next month. In that case, I can switch positions with you, Professor Liu.”

"You'll lead the team..."

Before Deng Yong could finish speaking, Liu Huanglong decisively shook his head: "Professor Deng, I am not interested in leading a group at the moment."

"I'm actually not sure how to handle Professor Dong's situation right now..."

At this point, Liu Huanglong abruptly cut off the topic: "Let's end the meeting here for now. Dr. Yuan, Dr. Qin, and Xiao Fang, you can all go about your own business."

It was obvious that Liu Huanglong wanted to discuss Professor Dong Yaohui's matter with Deng Yong privately, a topic that was not suitable for spreading to others.

This will affect the reputation of the two professors.

Liu Huanglong was also feeling uneasy. He had just received the title of Outstanding Young Scientist, and then Professor Dong Yaohui gave up his position. It was really not a good thing to say that way.

……

Fang Ziye and the others were simply kicked out. In fact, none of the three of them had any particular desire to hear sensitive gossip.

However, as soon as he left, Yuan Weihong asked Qin Geluo to temporarily fill in for the chief resident on the emergency consultation, and then brought Fang Ziye into the chief resident's office.

Qin Geluo was left alone in the ward, clutching the resident's old-fashioned cell phone, his mind in turmoil.

Do they even give people a chance to go home and rest? I'm the attending physician, for crying out loud!

Whose attending physician is taking over the resident's on-call duties for so long?
Qin Geluo was excited, but his actions were still very honest. After getting the chief resident's phone, he headed towards the emergency department.

The emergency room has a lounge where you can sleep soundly, and if you get a call, you can get to the emergency surgery clinic as quickly as possible...

"Ziye, why haven't I heard you mention Nie Mingxian before?"

“If he’s really interested in pursuing a doctorate, you can recommend him to me. The current education system doesn’t restrict someone with a master’s degree in vascular surgery from pursuing a doctorate in orthopedics, does it?” Yuan Weihong seemed to have forgotten the pain of his past mistakes.

Last year's associate professor position was taken by Lan Tianluo, and now he's thinking of getting Nie Mingxian into his fold.

“Master, there’s something I didn’t mention in the ward just now: when Brother Nie left Enshi Central Hospital, the professors from Kyoto Union Hospital must have helped him. They even put on a show with Wu Xuanqi and tricked the trauma surgery department of Enshi Central Hospital.”

"The details of this matter are as follows..." Fang Ziye then recounted what he had learned from Brother Shen Tao of the Provincial People's Hospital.

In essence, Nie Mingxian's teacher was also selfish.

They wanted to take Nie Mingxian away, but they had to pretend to be something they'd never do. They pretended to be a patient and then went to cause trouble for the trauma surgery department, saying that Nie Mingxian, as an anesthesiologist, didn't have the surgical authority for trauma surgery and that the surgery was illegal.

Coincidentally, several directors of the trauma surgery department said that if Nie Mingxian could save the life, they would take responsibility.

That one sentence caused a huge mess for the directors.

The hospital could only unilaterally breach the contract with Nie Mingxian, terminating his contract and paying him a sum of money in compensation...

“Master, Brother Nie’s boss has the same charisma and methods, how could I dare to recommend him to you?” Fang Ziye’s tone was sincere. After speaking, he bent down and took out a chilled drink from the small refrigerator, giving Yuan Weihong a bottle of iced coffee.

Yuan Weihong's face was tugged and pulled many times.

The thoughts of the big shots are hard to fathom!
No professor who has reached a certain level is someone you can easily match.

Deng Yong, the eldest brother in the group, is making a name for himself in the hospital. How could those who are doing even better than Deng Yong be any good people?

Break their teeth and snatch food from their mouths. Can Yuan Weihong withstand any direct confrontation from a senior official now?

Yuan Weihong grinned and touched his soon-to-be-growing "big forehead": "Sigh..."

He sighed, then looked dejected, and couldn't utter a single word; his face was filled with regret.

"I still lack a good father-in-law..." Yuan Weihong sighed.

What Yuan Weihong dared not do, Liu Huanglong dared to do, because Liu Huanglong had no reason to fear the professors at Peking Union Medical College Hospital. Liu Huanglong had the resources and power to withstand a direct confrontation.

The title of Outstanding Young Scientist and the status of a professor mean that Union Hospital, an old and prestigious institution affiliated with Huazhong University of Science and Technology, can give face to Kyoto Union Hospital, but it is unacceptable for him to grovel before the professors at Kyoto Union Hospital.

Why?
Fang Ziye felt a pang of jealousy: "Master, don't be so pityful. Our little team is already full of talented people."

“Let me tell you, Master. Jie Han and I have recently come up with a new idea for a clinical research project.”

"If I thought it was possible before, now I think it's very possible. Brother Nie's theoretical knowledge and talent in vascular surgery are beyond doubt!"

"With his involvement, I think it would be a natural progression for us to work on the project of limb transplantation."

"I believe Brother Nie has the ability to open up all the blocked blood vessels!!!"

Being with Nie Mingxian doesn't necessarily mean being in a master-disciple or fellow disciple relationship.

Friends, colleagues, and business partners are good enough.

"That's the only way to think about it. Who would complain about having too many talented people in their team?"

“The ‘little hat’ I got last year is finally coming in handy. I have so much research funding that I’m worried about not having enough. I’m thinking of finding a few more people to use it.” Yuan Weihong started to speak ostentatiously again.

This was a reason he had searched for a long time to find for himself to be happy.

Fang Ziye looked at Yuan Weihong, his lips twitched slightly for a moment, but in the end he did not dampen Yuan Weihong's enthusiasm.

Fang Ziye thought to himself, "Master, if we can bribe Nie Mingxian with money, then we might as well just give up and go to sleep. Professor Deng Yong and Professor Liu Huanglong, whose funding is much more than yours?"

If we put your hat in ancient times, the Yangtze River Essence Award would be a steel hat and the Outstanding Youth Science Award would be an iron hat, but yours is just a cloth cap, although a cloth cap is still pretty impressive.

However, as we grow up, the people we meet will increasingly rush towards the narrow part of the pyramid. When thousands of troops are crossing a single-plank bridge, if we lack the necessary foundation, we still have to avoid what we should avoid.

……

That night.

Trauma Surgery, General Inpatient Office.

When Fang Ziye saw Nie Mingxian again, he found that Nie Mingxian looked much more haggard than before.

Nie Mingxian's haggard appearance was not only due to his unkempt beard and his somewhat lost eyes, but also because the soul within him seemed to have vanished.

Or rather, Nie Mingxian's stinginess is gone!
"Brother Nie, want to order a coffee together?" Fang Ziye asked cautiously.

“Okay, Dr. Fang, you keep an eye on things.” Nie Mingxian nodded, his expression not dimmed, his tone was normal, and he even seemed somewhat happy.

But Fang Ziye knew that Nie Mingxian's soul had suffered a temporary defect.

Who was Nie Mingxian before?

To earn money, or to save money, I took the bus to a private hospital for anesthesia!
Let alone coffee, even if it's just a quick drink, Nie Mingxian would hesitate for several minutes before finally buying it, though he might still end up buying it anyway. He wouldn't be so casual about it.

Instead, they will very cautiously tell you that you can't be so extravagant next time.

Nie Mingxian is noticeably more generous now.

He looks very happy, as if he has some spare money now...

But Fang Ziye knew that the money was earned by Nie Mingxian for his father, and all that hard work was for his father's survival...

While parents are alive, life still has a source; when parents pass away, life is only a journey back home.

Of course, Fang Ziye couldn't sort out the emotional entanglements involved, so he simply decided not to get involved: "Brother Nie, I messaged you today not only to have a simple meal with you here, but also to apologize."

“I didn’t know that my uncle had passed away, so I may have disturbed your rest at a critical moment. I’m so grateful that you were so patient in giving me guidance.”

Think differently.

If, some time after his father's death, a complete stranger asked him how to treat this patient, Fang Ziye would explode. "I've studied medicine for so many years, and I couldn't even save my own father? How can I possibly save someone else?"
After cursing the other person as an idiot, politely suggest that they consult a trauma surgeon at their hospital, rather than offering guidance over a phone.

A hint of sadness flashed in Nie Mingxian's eyes, but it was quickly masked by his calm expression and tone: "My father passed away relatively peacefully."

“He saw me go on to pursue a doctorate, and he made sure not to jeopardize my future. I also took him on a tour of Peking Union Medical College Hospital in Kyoto.”

"but?"

"Forget it, let's not talk about anything else."

"Let's get down to business. I heard from Professor Liu Huanglong that you are planning to conduct a clinical research project on the functional reconstruction of traumatic injuries, which falls under the cross-disciplinary fields of trauma surgery and hand surgery."

"Where is the current research on this disease at its forefront?" Nie Mingxian probably didn't know the specific direction of this clinical research project beforehand, so he hadn't prepared any data in advance.

Furthermore, Liu Huanglong was unsure whether Nie Mingxian would be able to join the clinical research group soon, so he did not leak the information in advance.

“Destructive injury is a type of disease. In the past, the treatment option for this type of disease was mostly amputation. Current research suggests that…” Fang Ziye gave a brief description.

If Nie Mingxian wants to get involved, he'll have to look up the specific details or ask me for the relevant literature.

How could I possibly explain everything to Nie Mingxian in detail from beginning to end?
Upon hearing this, Nie Mingxian nodded: "That is quite meaningful. If the research can be successfully carried out, it will be a great opportunity for patients with traumatic injuries in the future."

"Furthermore, I heard from Professor Liu that you have successfully performed the first surgical procedure, and now all that's left is to wait for recovery. This proves that the first clinical trial was quite effective, doesn't it?"

Fang Ziye nodded, no longer modest: "The current surgical condition is quite good, but as for the specific functional recovery, we can only wait and see."

“During the operation, we provided Yan Chu with the convenience of active and passive movement and the anatomical structure, but if she is afraid of pain and does not perform functional exercises after the operation, then our operation may be in vain.”

There are many uncontrollable factors in clinical research, and medical compliance is one of the key ones.

Fang Ziye naturally couldn't make any definitive statements.

"Exploring unknown diseases always involves encountering various problems; otherwise, they wouldn't be considered relatively unfamiliar diseases."

"Dr. Fang, oh no, now I should call you General Manager Fang."

“Wu Xuanqi said before that your talent was so strong it was like you’d been to Thailand, and I didn’t quite believe it. But looking back now, you really do seem to have been to Thailand.” Nie Mingxian’s words were very much like Wu Xuanqi’s.

Fang Ziye listened and analyzed the situation carefully for about ten seconds.

He lowered his head slightly and said, "Brother Nie, if you're here to stand up for Senior Brother Wu, then feel free to unleash your attacks on me."

"Indeed, this project was originally led jointly by Professor Duan and my mentor, but?"

Fang Ziye can only offer directional advice, not make directional decisions.

Moreover, Fang Ziye was not a haughty and arrogant person. When Deng Yong suggested that he would start the furnace privately, Fang Ziye did not refuse or resist.

Moreover, Fang Ziye knew that Nie Mingxian and Wu Xuanqi were very close friends.

For example, Deng Yong and Duan Hong, as well as his mentor Yuan Weihong and Shen Tao from the Provincial People's Hospital, are all very good friends.

Fang Ziye has never made such a good friend before.

"You're exaggerating a bit."

"The subject matter was originally created by nature, and a stroke of genius led to its discovery."

"The greatest respect for the strong is to use the most violent means to bring them down, not to show them human kindness. True scholars do not need pity or handouts."

"This is actually related to the capabilities and reserves of each team."

"If we're talking about being modest, then many teams should share all their research data with others."

"That's not realistic."

"For example, Professor Liu Huanglong's expertise in nerve suturing is something that even Professor Zhong Junyu may envy. But he can only envy him; Professor Zhong cannot force Professor Liu to collaborate on any research project with him."

At this point, Nie Mingxian demonstrated a higher level of vision and perspective than Fang Ziye. He stroked his beard, then unscrewed his drink and took a small sip.

"In fact, building a team requires not only complementarity, but also compatibility and affinity."

"If the team members are not compatible, then the formation of the team is obviously just a castle in the air."

"I admire Professor Deng Yong for this," Nie Mingxian said, bowing slightly.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye narrowed his eyes.

To be honest, Fang Ziye hadn't really thought about these issues in detail if Nie Mingxian hadn't deliberately reminded him.

Yes, Professor Liu Huanglong has always been in Hubei Province, specifically in Wuhan.

Duan Hong was also there.

Why was Deng Yong able to get along so well with Liu Huanglong?

Simply being shameless won't work. Master Deng Yong must possess other charms that I haven't fully discovered yet.

Before Fang Ziye could reply, Nie Mingxian continued, "Professor Deng is obviously very clever. He knew he couldn't defeat Professor Duan Hong alone, so he brought Professor Liu Huanglong in as a scapegoat..."

Fang Ziye blurted out, "Brother Nie, are you guys really that proficient in this area?"

Fang Ziye's scalp tingled slightly.

First, there was Wu Xuanqi. Wu Xuanqi's methods and shamelessness were a refreshing sight for Fang Ziye. Then there was Nie Mingxian's teacher, who was probably a great professor. His methods made Fang Ziye realize the reality of this world.

Even Nie Mingxian now possesses such keen insight.

Was it that I was blind to my own strengths and didn't pay enough attention to my teacher's merits, or were Nie Mingxian and others too adept at setting up schemes?

Am I too naive?
Nie Mingxian's expression darkened slightly: "Ziye, you should watch your words a little in the future. It's fine if you talk about me, but don't talk about your elders, no matter who they are. Just stop saying bad things about them, okay?"

"As for becoming proficient in this field, it's not about deliberately cultivating it, but rather that after observing a lot, a defensive mentality will naturally develop."

"His professional skills are good, his clinical skills are good, and his abilities are obvious."

"But what about the overall research atmosphere?" Nie Mingxian shook his head at this point: "Let's change the subject."

But after saying that, Nie Mingxian felt uncomfortable if he didn't explain it clearly, so he added, "Professor Tu, he's not an academician... Okay, let's change the subject."

Fang Ziye: "..."

Nie Mingxian has this side to him?
Fang Ziye scrutinized Nie Mingxian once more.

Nie Mingxian had an ordinary appearance; he looked like a very ordinary young man in his thirties, with a stubble beard and a round head.

A round head is indeed round when viewed from the front, but not in a fat way; rather, it indicates a broad frame.

From behind, Nie Mingxian's "Kite Brain" has a similar feel to "Eagle Brain".

"Row!"

"Brother Nie, actually, the reason I invited you here today wasn't primarily for any of the above."

"My superiors asked me to meet with you. What we've just talked about are all tasks assigned by my superiors. But what I'm about to talk to you about is what we two need to discuss privately."

"Brother Nie, do you think functional reconstruction is possible after amputation?" Fang Ziye asked calmly.

Nie Mingxian's triangular eyes, beneath his long eyebrows, narrowed into holes: "What do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "Brother Nie, I'm just giving some special examples. I'm not implying anything, so let's not make a big deal out of it."

"For example, we sometimes see news reports of police officers accidentally getting their legs or arms stuck while on duty, requiring amputation on the spot for rescue."

“In the past, this would have simply been resolved by amputation.”

"But in reality, if the circumstances are right, do you think it's possible to maintain blood flow to the stump after the thrombus has undergone heparinization, and then perform limb replantation?"

"Or, some patients have to have their limbs amputated to stop the bleeding due to excessive blood loss caused by multiple injuries, and there are also multiple segmental thrombi in the distal part of the limb."

"In this situation, Brother Nie, from the perspective of vascular surgery, can you analyze the possibility of clearing the blood vessels in the affected limb and performing segmental extracorporeal circulation using small instruments?"

Fang Ziye's words were pointed.

Actually, Fang Ziye already had a relatively complete plan in mind.

A Level 5 vascular surgery theory course shouldn't be added for nothing, right?

The reason for not stating it directly is to barely maintain Nie Mingxian's professional status as a vascular surgeon.

In fact, once you level up each skill to a high level, it becomes very useful and can be flexibly applied to other specializations.

For example, manual reduction techniques can play a significant role in osteotomy and bone reconstruction.

Similarly, theories from vascular surgery can also spark new insights in trauma surgery.

"Wait a minute." Nie Mingxian immediately perked up, his brows furrowed, his eyes opened, and his right index finger tapped lightly on his temple.

"Wait a moment, let me think about it."

Fang Ziye then paused the audio output.

After Nie Mingxian thought for about three minutes, Fang Ziye said, "Brother Nie, the enlarged version of the extracorporeal circulation device is for heart and major blood vessel surgery."

"But a smaller version might still be useful for limb resuscitation, right?"

Nie Mingxian slapped Fang Ziye's thigh hard with his right hand, making a "smack" sound.

After feeling a sharp pain in the skin of Fang Ziye's groin, his quadriceps twitched erratically. He then endured the pain and moved the stool about half a meter away from Nie Mingxian, beyond the range of his right hand's attack.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ziye. I was wrong, I got too excited."

Nie Mingxian apologized first, then started pinching the front of his thigh, his round face scrunched up in embarrassment: "No, Ziye, are you a trauma surgeon or a vascular surgeon?"

Why do you have so many ideas?

“Something’s not right with you!” Nie Mingxian said meaningfully.

Then, his expression suddenly became thoughtful, and he changed his words again: "Brother, when you asked me for advice before, were you trying to be sarcastic or testing me?"

Nie Mingxian remembered that Fang Ziye had asked him a question last month, but only a month had passed.

Goodness, Fang Ziye's thinking is incredibly sharp!

Is it cheating?
Fang Ziye quickly explained, "Brother Nie, you've misunderstood. I've never used this extracorporeal circulation device, but I've seen it before."

"This is just a simple application of principles. I'm not a professional, so my questions are also unprofessional, aren't they?"

"If I were a professional, I probably wouldn't have asked the question that way."

Fang Ziye, who initially wanted to find a spokesperson for his vascular surgery theory, simply enlightened Nie Mingxian.

Fang Ziye's tone became increasingly candid: "Right, Brother Nie, think about it carefully? Given our relationship, do I really need to deliberately make sarcastic remarks to you?"

"Do I need to test you on anything?"

The two had no grudges against each other, and in Enshi, they even had a mutual respect for one another!
Nie Mingxian's expression gradually calmed down, but he still firmly believed in his own understanding: "Even if it's just a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse, the angle at which you stumbled upon it is a bit too tricky."

“There’s still something wrong with you. You’ve at least read a lot of our professional books on vascular surgery.”

"To complete a grafting, you also need to have a certain understanding of the two types of grafting materials. For example, no one grafts animals and plants nowadays."

Nie Mingxian, with his round head and kite-like features, began to pinch his earlobes with both hands.

Seeing this, Fang Ziye joked, "Brother Nie, let's make it clear first, we'll talk, not fight. That slap you just gave me wasn't light."

"If we go to the toilet and pull down our pants, there will definitely be neat handprints."

Nie Mingxian's expression finally returned to normal, and he said with a slight apology, "I'm sorry, Ziye, I was too excited just now, so I didn't control my emotions and strength."

"I think your suggestion is great."

"But I still need to go back and do some more research. After I've done that, I'll give you a more accurate answer." Nie Mingxian didn't make any boastful claims.

But the more stable Nie Mingxian was, the more Fang Ziye trusted him.

In this way, the core of his small team was finally fully secured.

Of course, Fang Ziye considered his position, which was exactly like a kiwi fruit, located in the very center of the wheel hub, controlling the center of rotation.

"Don't rush, Brother Nie, we can talk about other things. By the way, do you have a girlfriend, Brother Nie?" Fang Ziye changed the subject and asked.

(End of this chapter)