Reborn King of Marketing

Zhang Xuebing smiled and said, "Uncle Chen, there are no taboos, but I still have to refund your money!"

Chen Zhiguo looked confused. Why do I have to refund my money when I come to see a patient? What is the rule?

Wang Xiaomin couldn't bear to let him guess, and explained, "The Ganoderma porridge you bought was produced by his factory, so he wants to refund your money!"

When it comes to the biggest news in this city this month, apart from the suicide of the deputy director, it is Ganoderma porridge.

So far, this kind of porridge has become a household name and has an excellent reputation.

When ordinary people visit friends or sick people, they would be embarrassed to go out without bringing two boxes with them.

Ganoderma porridge has also been included in the city's specialty list and has become a local star product.

The health care product factory that produces Ganoderma lucidum porridge has become a star company. No matter how many people try to enter the factory through the back door through connections, they can't get in.

Therefore, except for some insiders in the industry, the director of the health care product factory has become an even more mysterious figure.

There are even legends that he is some kind of big foreign capitalist, a young man from the capital, etc.

At this moment, after hearing the news, Chen Zhiguo was so surprised that he almost couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.

He never expected that the young man in front of him who was so kind to his family would be the director of a health care products factory.

The attitude that was originally just grateful changed instantly, and I couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration and appreciation for Zhang Xuebing.

All elderly people hope that their children will do well, and they like to compare themselves to other people's children.

The same was true for Lao Chen, who couldn't help but compare his son with Zhang Xuebing, and then sighed. If his stupid son could be half as successful as someone else, his ancestral graves would be covered in smoke.

Thinking of this, he suddenly had an idea. Now that his son has no mental problems, it is only a matter of time before his body recovers as before. But if he is idle at home after he is discharged from the hospital, he is afraid that something will happen again, so what should he do?

How's that?

My son majored in business management and has interned in many large companies in Beijing, so he has rich experience.

After he graduated with a master's degree, a company wanted to keep him as department head.

If he hadn't caused this disaster by going home to visit his parents, he would have already taken root in the capital.

After this incident, Lao Chen and his wife no longer planned to let their son leave the city in the short term, so arranging a job for him became the next priority.

Chen Zhiguo has some connections, but the work he arranges may not satisfy his son.

At this moment, he was thinking that since Zhang Xuebing is the boss of a star company and can subdue the rebellious Chen Xiaoxue, plus he is the savior, allowing his son to follow him for the time being will not only prevent him from getting into trouble.

Come and learn something in disguise, why not?

However, he already owed a lot of favors, so it was a bit embarrassing for Lao Chen to ask for help now.

Another thing is that although the health care product factory is a star enterprise, it is a private enterprise after all. Whether the son will agree is another unknown.

While chatting, he was in a dilemma. He decided to do his son's work first, and then find a way to talk to Zhang Xuebing.

In fact, he was overthinking it. If Zhang Xuebing knew that he had this idea, he would definitely use an eight-carat sedan to carry Chen Xiaoxue to work.

It's not easy to meet a modern management professional, it's a shame if he doesn't follow suit.

Just when Chen Zhiguo made up his mind and was about to leave, there was a knock on the ward door.

Wang Xiaomin went over to open the door as usual. When the door opened, she was stunned. A blush rose from her pretty face, like a sunset dyed red.

"Ha, you girl, when I was sick, I didn't see you taking care of me so much. How many days have you been absent from work? If the leader in the station hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have known about it, hum!"

Following a middle-aged man's sour complaint, Wang Xiaomin's father, Wang Jianguo, came in from the door.

He glanced at Zhang Xuebing on the hospital bed with a gloomy face, and then looked at his daughter with a half-smile.

Wang Xiaomin felt ashamed and ashamed for a while, but then the shame she had developed over the past few days by Zhang Xuebing came into play.

She immediately said with a stern look on her face, "You are telling me that, during the time you were hospitalized, who made mountain turtle soup to replenish your body every day, huh!"

Wang Jianguo is also a slave to his daughter. Father and daughter have been dependent on each other for many years, and he has long regarded his daughter as his lifeblood. His daughter's words are the highest instructions to him.

Hearing this at this moment, he couldn't hold it any longer, and quickly said with a smile, "That's right, that's right, of course it's because my daughter buys this and that every day, and she takes care of me so she can heal so quickly. Don't be angry, I'm just worried."

Why don’t you have a good rest? Come and take a look!”

While talking, he secretly glanced at Zhang Xuebing.

It made Zhang Xuebing want to cover his face with a sheet, but it was like saying goodbye to a body, which was unlucky, so he gave up.

When Wang Xiaomin saw her father's eyes, she immediately stood in front of Zhang Xuebing and said proudly with her chin raised.

"Dad, do you know where those mountain turtles come from? They were all caught for you in the mountains. How else would you be able to recover so quickly? Look at you, you are so cruel to others!"

Wang Jianguo cursed in his heart, this little brat seduced his daughter, why should he thank him?

However, he did not dare to make his daughter angry, so he immediately squeezed out a smile and said, "Xiao Zhang, thank you so much. Take good care of yourself and just tell me if you need anything!"

At this time, everyone ignored the person standing by the door.

When Chen Zhiguo saw the scene in front of him, although he was not shocked, he was still extremely shocked. It turned out that the boss of the county had such a relationship with Zhang Xuebing. No wonder he could do such a big business.

And I heard that this guy is going to work in the city next. He has a bright future. Xiao Zhang will definitely become more prosperous in the future.

His son would certainly not suffer a loss if he followed him, and all the worries he had just now disappeared.

Thinking of this, in order to avoid embarrassment, Chen Zhiguo quietly slipped out of the door and hurried to his son's ward without even saying goodbye.

In front of the hospital bed, Wang Jianguo, a man who had been tested for a long time after all, exchanged greetings with Zhang Xuebing, then the topic turned to his daughter and said seriously.

"Xiao Min, no matter how important other things are, they are not as important as work. What's more, you are in the internship period now. How can you not go to work for so long? How will people write comments on your internship certificate in the future?"

After a pause, he changed into a kind tone and said, "My good daughter, be obedient and go back with your father. You will rest for two days and your father will drive you to work!"

Wang Xiaomin rolled her eyes and thought about it, sat down on the hospital bed and pouted.

"You are busy working all day, and you think others are workaholics. Don't you ask why they come to the hospital?"

Wang Jianguo was stunned for a moment, with a look of panic on his face, and asked anxiously.

"Xiao Min, are you sick?"

Wang Xiaomin rolled up her sleeves to reveal the scars on her arms and pouted.

"I accidentally fell off a cliff on the mountain. If Zhang Xuebing hadn't risked his life to save me..."

As if he had been stung by a wasp, Wang Jianguo hurriedly stood up and shouted loudly toward the door.

"Xiao Liu, go and call the dean and the attending doctor..."