Dozo America

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

"It's nothing, you're not bad at all!" Zhen Fan asked Brenda to sit down and gave her a can of soda. "Prepare well for the finals. I believe you will get good results!"

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

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

Zhen Fan made a joke.

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

"No, I just want to talk to you!" Brenda put down the soda and moved towards where Zhen Fan was sitting, "What if... what if I fall in love with you?"

"Well...I will wait for you to grow up!" Zhen Fan looked at her with a smile.

Brenda felt discouraged.

"I was still counting on you to kiss me, you know? The judges looked for me, and I hurried back after they were done. Unexpectedly, you left first!" Brenda said in a somewhat resentful tone.

"What a pity!" Zhen Fan shrugged, "Why don't you save this kiss for when you win the state championship, but the interest will be more expensive!"

"As you wish!"

Brenda laughed and stood up.

"I have to go, remember-"

Brenda pointed at Zhen Fan and opened the door.

"Of course, I remember that kiss."

"No, when I am sick, I will go to you! Haha!" Brenda laughed because her little plot succeeded, and then closed the door gently.

Zhen Fan touched his forehead, took out his phone and looked at it. He was still thinking about holding a small cocktail party to celebrate the opening of his clinic, but he couldn't think of inviting those people. After all, he didn't have anything here.

An acquaintance. After thinking about it, he picked up the phone and dialed Kelly.

"What's going on?" It could be heard that Kelly was very happy.

Zhen Fan thought about it for a moment, and then said: "I don't know if the clinic needs to hold a cocktail party when it opens, just a very small one. You know I'm 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 hold a family celebration. Maybe I can

Find some friends to come over for you, you know, the more people there are, the more customers you will have in the future!"

"This is a good suggestion, I'll consider it!"

Zhen Fan also thought Kelly's idea was a good one. He was not familiar with the place in the United States, so he could 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 luxurious. In addition, the purchase of some equipment and medicines, especially Chinese herbal medicines, cost Zhen Fan nearly 40,000 U.S. dollars.

Since Americans don't know how to cook Chinese medicine, Zhen Fan planned to hire a Chinese assistant to take charge of this matter. So Zhen Fan called Lao Mo in Chinatown the next night. He heard it was Zhen Fan.

Wanting to hire a Chinese medicine assistant, he enthusiastically introduced five people to Zhen Fan.

It is not easy for Chinese people to find a good job in the United States, but the salary of US$3,800 per month promised by Zhen Fan is quite attractive. So the next morning, all five people came, three young people, two

A middle-aged man.

The interview was held in Zhen Fan's newly renovated clinic. Two of the three young people had just come to the United States recently. They didn't want to wash dishes and wanted to find a decent job. However, they were not very familiar with Chinese medicine and knew only a little about it. They were quickly dismissed.

Eliminated. Although another young man has a foundation in traditional Chinese medicine, his

The visa is only for one year, so I can only let it go with regret. One of the two middle-aged people worked as a drug dealer, but he went bankrupt, had a bad life, and was relatively tactful. The other was working in a domestic company.

He has worked as a sitting doctor in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital and is relatively honest, which Zhen Fan values.

"Hello, Doctor Tang, we are colleagues from now on!" Zhen Fan saw off the other four people and warmly entertained the domestic doctor.

"It's funny, I don't dare to call him doctor now." The doctor's surname is Tang, Tang Shaoyang, from Hunan. It is said that his name is based on the name of the place. Such naming is quite common in China.

"You are an experienced person. I can rest assured that I will leave the work to you." Zhen Fan smiled and poured him a glass of water. He originally wanted to ask him why he, a domestic doctor, could not do a good job and came to the United States.

My score was so bad, but after thinking about it I decided to forget it. Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite.

The two chatted for a while, talking about the current situation of traditional Chinese medicine in China and the situation of traditional Chinese medicine in the United States. The more they talked, the more speculative they became. Tang Shaoyang was rich in experience and had some own opinions on traditional Chinese medicine. Zhen Fan's theory of traditional Chinese medicine was very

He was very knowledgeable, and both of them admired each other very much when they talked.

Although this was because Tang Shaoyang wanted to deliberately show off his skills in front of his new boss, Zhen Fan did it with ease, seemed more casual, and his thoughts were so wild that Tang Shaoyang sometimes couldn't keep up.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Zhen Fan invited Tang Shaoyang to his home for a Chinese-style lunch, but Tang Shaoyang was a little cautious and declined repeatedly.

Zhen Fan thought that Tang Shaoyang's thoughts were normal, so he no longer forced himself. The two agreed to start work tomorrow and sign an employment contract. Zhen Fan called lawyer Charles Carter and agreed that he would come over tomorrow morning.

By the way, I sorted out two employment contracts, one for Tang Shaoyang and one for my front desk receptionist.

Charles agreed wholeheartedly, let Zhen Fan state his requirements, etc., and then guaranteed that he would take care of everything. All he needed to do was sign the signatures of both parties. A fool would be a fool if he didn't make money. This is the rule that lawyers believe in.

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As for the front desk of the clinic, although Zoe really wanted to get this position, she had not graduated yet and had no time to do it well.

The first thing Zhen Fan did after returning home was to post a recruitment advertisement online. Of course, the treatment was the same as that of Tang Shaoyang. After doing this, Zhen Fan saw that it was getting late and was thinking about making dinner when there was a knock on the door.

Voice.

"Zoe?"

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

"Zhen, there is good news!"

Zoe waited for the door to open, then rushed over and hugged Zhen Fan tightly.

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

Zhen Fan patted Zoe on the back.

"I'd love to hear it, but is this how we talk?"

Zhen Fan opened his hands helplessly and shrugged his shoulders.

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

"Have you had dinner?"

"Is there any Chinese food you cooked?" Zoe exclaimed in surprise, then scanned the table with her eyes. Obviously she didn't find anything she wanted.

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

"It's like this. I have applied for an internship to the school, and now it has been approved. That means I can find a job I like as an intern. No, your clinic happened to be opening, and I caught up. This is not good news.

"?" Zoe said somewhat complacently.

"It is indeed good news for you, but I have just posted a recruitment advertisement online!" When Zhen Fan heard this, he immediately frowned.

"Then withdraw!" Zoe answered simply.

Zhen Fan thought about it and realized that a familiar person is more reassuring than a stranger. So he went online again and took down the recruitment notice. Although he also paid a compensation to the website for this.

"Sit down, I'm going to cook!" After Zhen Fan finished his work, he left Zoe to her own devices and went to the kitchen to get busy. But suddenly there was an extra mouth, and he didn't plan to start a new stove. A pot of potatoes and beef would be enough.

"How can I help you?"

Zoe stuck her head into the kitchen.

"Just help me eat these beef and potatoes!"

"Ha, that's really - great!" Zoe opened her mouth exaggeratedly, laughed, and then looked at Zhen Fan bringing over a pot of beef stewed with potatoes.

“It’s very fragrant, it must taste very good!”

Zoe immediately came to a conclusion, and the results proved that this conclusion was extremely correct. It was as delicious as ever, and she was able to eat with her belly full as always.

"I feel a bit like Bota (the fat woman in the American TV series "Three Men"), of course if I were allowed to eat such delicious food every day!"

Zoe was half lying on the sofa, expressing her emotions.

Zhen Fan didn't know who Bota was, but he definitely didn't have a good image. He looked at Zoe's somewhat sad eyes with a smile and nodded.

"I don't want my receptionist to look so dignified. It will reduce my customers and I will fire you!"

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

"If you go to my clinic tomorrow to sign an employment contract, then you will be my official employee!"

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

"Settled monthly, your salary is US$3,800. Of course, I will also buy various insurances for you. This is extra!" Zhen Fan said to her seriously.

"Okay, not bad!" Zoe's family is not short of money, her father runs a supermarket.

"Well, I may hold a small family-style cocktail party the day after tomorrow. You are welcome to attend, as well as your parents. I hope your whole family will come!"

"No problem!" Zoe agreed.

It was already dark outside, but Zoe had no intention of leaving yet. Zhen Fan asked, "Did you drive here? If not, do you want me to call you a taxi?"

Zoe glared at Zhen Fan.

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

Zhen Fan was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and couldn't help laughing.

"Bye, Zoe, drive carefully!"

Zoe looked back outside the house and smiled: "I thought I was leaving my own home now."

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

"Your tone is just like my dad!" Zoe smiled, turned around and got into her car, waved to Zhen Fan and disappeared without a trace.