Practicing business and practicing medicine

A taxi was hailed on the roadside, and Bian Mu accompanied Painter Fang back to her parents' house.

At the gate of the community, Bian Mu casually asked about sword practice.

"I just practiced the three moves they taught me that day. Don't tell me, the more I practice, the sword will become as light as a feather. Anyway, I practice it without difficulty; on the contrary, the same sword The sword will become heavier and heavier, and sometimes it’s not comfortable to pin the wrist. I still can’t handle the long sword, so I’ve been practicing with the shorter one.” Painter Fang responded with a smile.

"If the sword feels light, it means the sword style is in the right direction. If the sword feels heavy, it means the sword energy has been used. So... you really have some talent in sword practice! They are all experts, you Let’s practice those three postures repeatedly first, and then I’ll make up some appropriate ones If you practice the sword manual that suits you, you can practice it over and over again. I believe that over time, your physical strength will gradually improve. Once your physical strength improves, you can only have the capital by recharging your energy. On this basis, you can continue to recuperate, and your vitality will gradually recover. Only then can you continue painting with peace of mind.”

"Really? TOEFL, TOEFL! Why don't you go up and sit down?"

"I'm busy with chores, I have to go back and work for a while!"

"Be careful on the road!"

"Easy to say!" After saying that, Bian Mu turned around and hurried away across the road.

In the taxi, Bian Mu received a call from "Dao Tiao Lian". His friend completely disassembled the new mobile phone in "Dao Tiao Lian"'s hand and found no suspicious hardware parts.

"But... my friend said that when the mobile phone was shipped from the factory, a 'colander'-style program was installed between the operating program and the underlying original logic program. You know, the kind of intermediate program that was installed. In the future, it will be easy for them to obtain special information from the device terminal. Fortunately, Most of the backdoor applets are closed, so they probably don’t have any special intentions for us. My friend said...many manufacturers have similar operations, saying it is for later maintenance of mobile phone software and hardware to facilitate their operation. "On the phone," "Dao Liao Lian" explained in detail some of the facts he learned.

"Oh...that means...they loaded some of the engineering programs that were supposed to be installed in the production workshop onto our mobile phones?" On the other end of the phone, Bian Mu asked a few questions based on his own understanding.

"Yes, yes! Look at my memory! My friend said the same thing. The other party probably meant no harm. In addition, the quality of the mobile phone is quite good and all the materials are made of high-quality materials. Let's put it this way, every screw is carefully selected. After careful selection, my friend also wants to buy one from us. After all these years, there are not many mobile phones with such exquisite materials! "

"Haha... Come over tomorrow and get a few more to give away. Anyway, the Chinese Medical Center won't be able to use so many even if it's fully staffed."

"No, no! I gave him the one you gave me. I just replaced this one not long ago, and I don't use it very often." On the other end of the phone, "Sword Face" responded quickly road.

"Really? Let's meet up some other time. Is there nothing else?"

"It's okay, then I'll hang up!"

"Let's chat another day!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

…

Wu family's old residence, study room.

Based on the English manuscript drafted by Su Linwen, Bian Mu bit the bullet and "renovated" it on his laptop based on his own understanding. He checked it several times with the help of translation software and confirmed that there were no additions or deletions before he agreed. Send it to Suo Yurong's mailbox.

After a while, there was no response from Suo Yurong.

Picking up the phone, Bian Mu called Suo Yurong.

"Wang Yating's paper is useless! Not to mention the overseas edition, the domestic authoritative journals are terrible! In the past two years, I have also heard that the gap between the domestic authoritative journals and the overseas editions is getting smaller and smaller. It is not so easy to publish. Check with a friend. I picked out a small section of it, an innocuous section. She is quite smart and can tell the difference by comparing it. It would be best for her to find a few like-minded friends to revise it and try to submit it to a similar journal in China. "

"Is it that bad? They have been busy for more than a year!" On the other end of the phone, Suo Yurong defended Wang Yating in a natural tone.

"There's nothing you can do about it. In the past two years, academic standards have become increasingly strict! Anyone can pass the test of real money, Samadhi and True Fire. All the real and fake things will come out as soon as they are burned."

"It looks like this... I'm a classmate. You've improved. Please help me! Please help me correct it!"

"Haha...revise? Unless we have to tear it down and start over again. To put it bluntly, the so-called experiments they designed have a certain nondescript atmosphere, and together with the experimental projects... we have to start over again. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, no Realistically?" Bian Mu spoke very politely on the phone.

"Oh...that's it! I haven't been involved in professional matters much since I graduated. It's just like I never went to medicine! Forget it, I'll explain it to her later! Are you considering coming to Beiqi to seek development? ?”

"Me?! No, Lijin is just fine. I can only accept your kindness!"

"Don't be so stubborn. You might change your mind in the future! My ex-husband has said that practicing medicine is just a piece of cake for you. Your real skills will be in medicine in the future. Getting rich is for you. It’s all just childish. When the time comes, don’t forget your old classmates!”

"You believe what he said! Hey! Why is it so noisy over there! I can't hear clearly..." Feeling that something was wrong with the voice, Bian Mu asked casually.

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"Go out and sit with a few assistant directors. Some of them are singing over there! If there's nothing else, I'll hang up and we'll talk another day! If you plan to come over during the Spring Festival, please call in advance. I have a ready-made house here. Uncle and aunt It’s okay to stay here together.”

"Thank you, thank you! Let's talk about it then! Hang up!" After that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

…

The next day, during his lunch break, Bian Mu called Assistant Zhang and invited him to "Tianyin Pavilion" to discuss registering two new companies.

"Your idea is indeed necessary, but...you can say that Teacher Duan is afraid that it will be difficult unless...you find a reliable friend to affiliate with his company, such as a relatively independent branch. We have dealt with this kind of thing before, and Guan Yuelin is the most expert in this regard. Of course, there have been a few mistakes in the process. Losing money is a trivial matter. The key is wasting time. You and the Zhong family are not the same. I'm quite familiar with it. I thought about it and decided that their family is the most suitable. There will be no mistakes in every aspect. By the way... I will use the technical strength of the Zhong family to conduct a real-life inspection of Mr. Duan. I'm not afraid of the real money. Huolian, I have heard recently that the more you play, the more mistakes you make like Fan Sanqiao will no longer happen. "As a business elite after all, Assistant Zhang figured out some of the key points after a little thought.

After hearing this, Bian Mu suddenly felt that he had oversimplified things.

The two chatted while eating, and Bian Mu noticed that Assistant Zhang was obviously a little thinner than before, so he took a safe pulse for her.