Douluo: You call this a toy

late at night.

While Yang Fan was immersed in his dream, a brand-name van quietly parked on the roadside dozens of meters away from his medical clinic. First, a man got out of the car, wearing a hat and mask, and carefully avoided the people in front of the merchants. Camera, go around to the door of the medical center.

I don't know what I used, I grabbed the lock and fiddled with it a few times, and it finally opened. I pushed open the glass door and walked in. The light was bright.

Immediately afterwards, five or six more people came, also wearing masks, but carrying things in their hands. Except for the man who opened the door and stayed at the door to watch, the others swarmed up to the second floor, and then there was an earth-shattering sound of smashing.

After about 5 minutes, the group got into the car and drove away.

At some point, drizzle began to fall from the sky, bringing fresh air to people who had been busy for a day.

In the morning, Yang Fan boxed, ran, had breakfast as usual, and then left early.

As soon as Yang Fan left, Xiaolian muttered, "Zhihan, why do I think there's something wrong with Brother Yang? He goes out early and comes back late these days, and he doesn't talk much."

"Brother Xiao Fan must be doing his own thing."

In fact, Sun Zhihan also had doubts in her heart, but with Yang Fan's character, she didn't think anything would happen.

"No, my intuition tells me that there is a little fox hooking up with him. Let's follow him when we have time. We must not let him go astray."

"Nonsense, Brother Xiaofan is not that kind of person. Besides, Sister Xueru is so good, he will never mess around with others outside."

Guo Caiwen arrived late and didn't know Yang Fan well, so he just listened without expressing any opinions.

Liu Xueru came out of the bedroom. She obviously heard the conversation between the two and her expression was not very good.

"Today will be quite busy, so cheer up and focus on work."

She threw the car keys to Xiaolian, "You drive it."

Xiaolian spit out her sweet tongue, and with the clatter of footsteps, several female generals left the apartment.

On the way to the hospital, Yang Fan received a call from Na Lan, the director of the Orthopedic Hospital, saying that he had to go there because of something urgent, so he had to tell the driver to turn around.

When we arrived, Nalan was sitting in the office with a frown on her face.

"Sister, you look haggard, what's wrong?"

Yang Fan asked with a smile and sat across from her.

Nalan raised her eyes and looked at him for a few seconds, "I'm in trouble."

"Why is it that you, the dean, are so troublesome?"

In Yang Fan's opinion, under the huge pressure of Chu Guoxue, she dared to ask for his Wu Touqing. With her ability, ability, and connections, there was nothing she couldn't handle.

Na Lan showed a sad smile, "Actually, I am a migrant worker who relies on my annual salary to survive. To put it bluntly, I am a senior manager invited by others."

"Does this mean someone is going to attack you?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan finally understood that Shen Lang was most likely behind the scenes.

Na Lan lay on the table, clasping his fingers and pressing his charming chin, "The second largest shareholder, Shen Wanqi, came to me yesterday and told me very directly, either leave the hospital or..."

She said nothing further.

"Or marry his son?"

Yang Fan answered.

"Not only this, but I'm also prohibited from cooperating with you. I can't sacrifice my life's happiness for this job, and I won't break the contract. The board of directors at nine o'clock may decide whether I will stay or go, and I may not be able to help you."

From Na Lan's eyes, Yang Fan saw helplessness, but also freedom and ease. Working for others, he could not control his own destiny at all, and he might face being laid off at any time. Therefore, even if he only opened a small medical clinic, he would never do it in his life. Others work.

"There is no room for people here, but there is room for people. My hospital is short of a manager. I will give you an additional 100 million regardless of the annual salary the hospital offers you."

Na Lan chuckled, "My annual salary is 600 million, plus 100 million, but 700 million, can you afford it?"

"Ten million is not a big deal, provided you are willing to submit to a small medical clinic?"

Since he earned 500 million from treating Chu Guoxue, Yang Fan has gained confidence. With his medical skills, he does not have to worry about rich people coming to seek medical treatment, and Na Lan can take care of it. He will also recruit a traditional Chinese medicine doctor and a few helpers to set up the medical center. The annual income is no less than that of a small hospital.

"Okay, I'm serious. If you leave the hospital and have nowhere to go, you have to take me in."

"The position of deputy director is always ready for you."

If Nalan really helped him, Yang Fan would laugh out loud in his dreams.

Nalan frowned, seemed to have thought of a situation, and asked seriously.

"How can you open a medical clinic if you don't have a medical certificate? Of course, with your medical skills, it is no problem to open a medical clinic. To say the least, even if the health bureau turns a blind eye and doesn't ask, but if you are If someone with ulterior motives makes a fuss about it, with the Internet being so developed now, no one can stop you."

After being reminded by Na Lan, Yang Fan realized the seriousness of the problem and must pass the assessment of the Yanhuang Divine Doctor Organization as soon as possible and strive to obtain the craftsman's medical certificate.

His eyes met Nalan's eyes, and he noticed.

"How about registering a medical center without your certificate? I will give you a 5.00% bonus every year. If you go to work in a medical center again, plus 700 million, it should be a lot."

"Don't think too much about me. I'm a doctoral student who returned from studying abroad. My annual salary is less than 1000 million, so I won't do it with you."

"Fuck, we've only been dating for a few days, and you two are already having sex! Are you so eager for a man, Lan?"

As Nalan finished speaking, a cold voice came from the door.

Seeing that it was Shen Lang, Nalan suddenly turned cold and shouted: "Get out, you are not welcome here."

Shen Lang glanced at Yang Fan with a sinister expression, and said to Na Lan: "I will tell my father that the contents of the board of directors must be changed this time. Na Lan has a bad style, colludes with profiteers, and has insulted the reputation of the hospital. He will be fired directly." .”

"Besides, for a shameless and shameless woman like you, even if you kneel down to marry me, I won't want you for fun at most!"

"roll!"

Nalan picked up the water glass and threw it over.

Shen Lang jumped away and said with a smile: "You know how to be angry, hehe, but I am very happy."

Yang Fan's eyes darkened, he grabbed the lid of the water glass and threw it out with shaking hands.

Shen Lang jumped to the right and hit his forehead, causing a big bump to bulge immediately.

"Yes! If you hit me, I'll beat Nalan!"

After saying the cruel words, Shen Lang covered his forehead and left angrily.

Nalan took a deep breath and said, "Let's go, the meeting is about to start."

"I'll go with you."

Nalan paused slightly, "I was almost knocked back to my original shape. Do you want to see my embarrassment?"

"Yes, I'll prepare some tissues for you."

"I'm not that weak, okay?"

Nalan got up and walked out.

Yang Fan closed the door and followed her.

In the conference hall on the third floor, Na Lan arrived at the door and said, "Stay outside the door." Then he walked in.

Yang Fan glanced inside. Well, the circular conference table was full of people. He found a middle-aged man who looked quite similar to Shen Lang. He thought he was Shen Wanqi. His seat happened to be next to the window, and Yang Fan Sit under that window.