"She came to our house only once, and Jingxi and you had an accident together. Do you still think that she fits in well with my eight characters?" Mo Jingyao rebukes the past in a cold voice.
"That's what happened to Jingxi and me, not you."
"But what happened to you was the same as mine?"
"Jingyao, different." Luo Wanyi didn't agree with Mei Yuqiu and Mo Jingyao.
"Mom, I was lying with Yu Se in a shroud, but at that time, you thought she was the best match for my character."
"But she is so humble that she can't compare with you. She doesn't deserve to stand by your side."
"If you don't match the color, there will be no more worthy woman standing beside me in the world. Mom, I'll send Jingxi out of the sanatorium tomorrow. I'll arrange Jingxi's illness later. You don't have to worry about it."
"Are you going to give Jingxi to Yu se? I don't agree. "
"Would it be better to give it to you? Don't forget how Jingxi got sick. " Mo Jingyao finished and hung up directly.
Long finger rubs on the eyebrow heart, the head has some pain.
Then, I'm not in the mood to read the post any more.
Yes, all the mood is destroyed by luowanyi.
"Dong Dong..." Lu Jiang knocks at the door.
"Come in."
Lu Jiang pushed in the door and said, "how about the first interview
Although the clinic was given to Yu Se by Mo Jingyao, it is reasonable and reasonable for Yu se to toss and toss as much as he likes. However, it is Jing Yao's investment at best. Therefore, Lu Jiang can't help but wonder about the interview situation of Yu se.
The little girl is still young.
The first interview is to interview the executive who is in charge of the clinic. Even if he is an experienced professional, he will be more or less nervous.
After all, the interviewees are usually unfamiliar and unfamiliar.
Nature is what we don't understand.
"Didn't you sift through it with your hands?"
"Yes Yes
"Then let it go to Yu se."
"Good OK Lu Jiang craned his neck to see Mo Jingyao's mobile phone. Then, he was a little confused.
Through the screen of Yao Mo's office, he thought that he was watching the result of the interview.
It's the photo posted to the forum through the official account of Mohist group.
He's seen that post, so he knows it.
Because Mo Jingyao, who is a straight man of steel, can't write such a post. It's absolutely a metaphor.
It turns out that Mo Jingyao is in the aftertaste of Yu SE's post, and he doesn't pay attention to the first show of metaphor interview.
On the contrary, he was worried.
Don't you worry, let a female student who just graduated from high school to interview the director of such a large clinic and the directors of various departments, even those who have experienced many battles, will be nervous.
But Mo Jingyao didn't care at all.
He did not dare to force Mo Jingyao to care.
Lu Jiang comes in full of curiosity. As a result, he comes out disappointed.
The one who scratched his heart and scratched his liver walked up and down outside the metaphorical office like an ant on a hot pot.
This is a very talented person who has been in for a few minutes.
That's not the point.
Lu Jiang is really worried.
Simply once again opened the door of Mo Jingyao's office, "Mo Shao, can you..."
"Wear ear pulse, see and listen to yourself." Mo Jingyao doesn't look at Lu Jiang this time. He keeps looking at his mobile phone.
Lu Jiang Yi Xi, quickly open the mobile phone, put on the ear pulse.
Sure enough, the interview was broadcast live on the mobile phone.
This is the welfare that Mo Jingyao gave him.
Because only Mo Jingyao has the power to monitor the clinic. If you want to open it, you can close it.
Well, Mo Jingyao knew that he was worried, so he gave him this live broadcast, "ten minutes at most."
As for metaphor, giving 10 minutes of live time is his limit.
"Yes."
"You're not allowed to watch the interview." Otherwise, if Lu Jiang dares to take a look at the metaphor, he directly manipulates and stops the live interview.
"Yes." Lu Jiang responded and looked quickly.
Just give him ten minutes.
What's more, he is not allowed to watch metaphors for ten minutes.
Mo Jingyao was a dictatorship.
Absolute dictatorship.
But he didn't dare to resist.
If there's any resistance, it won't last ten minutes.
"Dr. Zhang is a top student at MIT." I'm looking at the interview materials.
Obviously, she didn't know anything about the interviewers in advance."Yes, I have graduated for ten years, and I have accumulated rich clinical experience in these ten years."
"Why do you want to come to our small clinic with such a high degree, and it's a newly opened clinic without any fame?" After reading the information in his hand, Yu se closed the resume of this person and asked slowly.
"This..."
Dr. Zhang didn't expect Yu se to ask why he wanted to work in this small clinic.
This question made him a little embarrassed to answer.
"Just tell me the truth." Seeing Doctor Zhang hesitating, he said with a smile.
"Ha ha, that's because the benefits offered to me during the recruitment are particularly high, which is three times as much as that in a large hospital."
Metaphors do not know the welfare treatment given by Mo Jingyao at all.
No wonder a new clinic has attracted even MIT's.
For the same workload, why not choose the one with higher salary.
Yu se nodded, "OK, you can leave first."
"Miss Yu, you are..." Dr. Zhang didn't expect that he had only finished answering this question, and metaphor announced that the interview was over.
It seems that he didn't pass the interview.
But this is not in line with his expectations. He is a brilliant student of MIT, and is denied by a young girl?
"If there is an admission, you will be informed by phone, and the result will be at most tomorrow." She said it politely, but the truth is that she has decided to give up the employment of Doctor Zhang.
When she got medical skills on the first day, her first sentence was to warn her that the most important point in learning medicine was to have medical ethics.
And pay attention to medical ethics, what you do can't just pay.
There are other, more ambitious pursuits.
"Cut, a fresh student, are you questioning my ability? I'll tell you that none of the interviewers sitting downstairs will have a higher education than me, so no one is more suitable for this position except me. "
With a faint smile, "education doesn't mean everything. I don't agree with Dr. Zhang's medical ethics first. You can leave and don't have to wait for tomorrow's phone call. You don't need your joining here. Goodbye."