Diary of the life of a working wizard

"What's wrong, Wen Jing? Do you know that person?" the director asked.

"Of course I know you." Hong Wenjing was shocked, but finally recovered and blurted out.

"Does he have some background? Or is his medical skills really better than Liu Yiwei's?" The director continued to ask, feeling secretly relieved. As long as Hong Wenjing knew him, this matter would be much easier to handle. .

"What I can tell you is that his medical skills are definitely better than those of Liu Yiwei and others, and to tell you the truth, the reason Liu Yiwei and others are what they are today is all thanks to him. As for the rest, I can't say much for the time being. In short, since Your son offended him without knowing the seriousness of it, so don't have any other delusions. There is no room for redemption in this matter." Hong Wenjing said seriously.

"It's not that serious, old classmate. Besides, aren't you a student of Professor Feng? You have a very good relationship with Professor Feng and Secretary Feng. Liu Yiwei is now also a professor at your College of Traditional Chinese Medicine. If that person really has a background, is it possible? Can't you even help me?" The director was a little disbelieving and unwilling. After all, Jiangnan Province is so big. If there is such an outstanding young man, he, as the director of the Department of Health, cannot possibly not know about it.

"Professor Feng? Secretary Feng?" When Hong Wenjing saw the director mentioning these two people, he couldn't help but reveal a wry smile. He hesitated, but finally reminded him because the director was his old college classmate, "Old Ke, for the sake of my old classmate, let me tell you the truth. It’s okay if Secretary Feng doesn’t know about this matter. If he really wants to know, and he also knows that you are running for your son’s affairs, just wait. Get punished."

"What? Does that person still know Secretary Feng?" After hearing this, the director finally realized that the situation was very serious, and his face turned pale.

If a young man wants to reprimand Secretary Feng, the director of the Provincial Health Department, because of him, you can tell that this young man holds a lot of weight in Secretary Feng's mind even if you think about it with your buttocks.

"More than just knowing each other! To be honest, neither Professor Feng nor Secretary Feng respect him as much as Liu Yiwei and the others. In fact, I am the same. If it weren't for you being my old classmate, but for another one Otherwise, I would expel your son from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine." Hong Wenjing saw that his old classmate was still unwilling to give up, so he simply changed the subject.

"What!" The director almost couldn't hold the phone when he heard this. You know what his son meant just now. Liu Yiwei and others respected the young man very much, and even did not hesitate to kowtow like a traditional Chinese disciple before his master. The gift. If Professor Feng and Secretary Feng respected that person so much, let alone his son, he would not want to continue to follow Liu Yiwei in the future. If Secretary Feng knew about this, I am afraid that he, the director, would not have any chance of promotion in the future. .

"Okay, I understand. Thank you Jing Wen. I'll treat you to dinner another day. Since things are like this, I think that brat of mine might as well just transfer to another school." As the director of the Provincial Health Department, he is an unusual person after all, and soon he After thinking about the seriousness of the matter, I made a decisive decision.

Also, the most powerful instructor at Jiangzhou Medical College of Traditional Chinese Medicine does not want to see his son now. Even Hong Jingwen reluctantly did not kick his son out of the Medical College of Traditional Chinese Medicine because of his face. If their son continues to study in the Medical College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, how can he return? There is no future at all. In this case, it is better to just transfer to another school. As the director of the Department of Health, Liu Yiwei and the others do not need to sell his face, but other professors are still willing to sell his face.

"That's fine." Hong Wenjing was not polite to the director and classmates, but directly agreed.

Hong Wenjing's approval made the director feel sad and frightened again. It seemed that what he said before was indeed not an exaggeration at all, and he did intend to expel his son from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The director was in no mood to continue communicating with Hong Wenjing because he was worried about his son. Hong Wenjing, remembering Xia Yunjie's return, was also in no mood to continue chatting with the director's classmate. So after the matter was explained clearly, the two exchanged a few words. , and hung up the phone.

"Dad, what did Uncle Hong say?" the graduate student asked as soon as the director hung up the phone.

"Pah!" The graduate student's reply was a direct slap.

"Dad, why did you hit me?" The graduate student covered his face and asked with a look of grievance and confusion. He had hardly received any slaps in his whole life. Today, he received two slaps in a row. One slap came from the instructor, and the other slapped him. It's dad's.

"Pah!" The graduate student responded with another slap, and then the director pointed at his son angrily and scolded: "I want to wake you up, so that you won't be arrogant and have eyes on your forehead. How will you die in the future?" Do not know at all."

"Dad, it's not that exaggerated. He's just a young man!" The graduate student was not a fool. At this time, he already understood why his father hit him, and he was shocked and unconvinced.

He really couldn't imagine that that young man really had a big background.

"Isn't he just a young man? No wonder Professor Liu wants to expel you from the school. Do you know that because of this matter, even Uncle Hong has the idea of ​​​​expelling you from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, just for your father's sake, no? It's easy to talk. Moreover, do you know that even Professor Feng and Secretary Feng respect that person as an elder in the school!" The director pointed at his son and cursed.

"What? Even Professor Feng and Secretary Feng have to respect that person as an elder in the school!" After hearing this, the graduate student was so frightened that his legs softened and he sat down on the ground.

He never dreamed that that person could be so awesome!

Naturally, Xia Yunjie didn't know anything about the graduate student and his director's father. In fact, given his current status and ability, even if he knew these things, he would just laugh them off and not take them to heart at all.

That night, Xia Yunjie left Liu Yiwei's home late at night.

The next moment, when Xia Yunjie appeared again, he was already outside the bluenight bar on Nanshan Road.

Late at night, the bar street and Nanshan Road are still bustling and bustling with neon lights.

From time to time you can see men and women coming in and out of the bar.

The bluenight bar still has the same style, the same building, and the same exterior decoration. It's just that the greeting lady at the door of the bar is a strange face, and the waitress in the bar is also a strange face.

"On this day last year, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. I don't know where the faces are, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze." Thinking of the things in the bar in the past, and the scene when Wu Yuqi, Liu Ke, and Xu Jia were pestering me, and Now they are probably wives and mothers, and Xia Yunjie feels a little sad and melancholy for no reason.

ps: Please modify the second update and upload it immediately.