Chapter 339: Mou Jiawen, a girl who has changed a lot since she grew up "What are you doing?" Finally, Mao Xiaoqin heard the noise outside, which disturbed her from treating the patient, so she came out and asked. Inadvertently, he also helped his own son out of trouble. "Why are you here?" Mao Xiaoqin was surprised to see Chen Zhe: "No class today?" In front of so many people, Chen Zhuo didn't really want to tell the real reason, so he made up a lie: "The exam is coming up and there are self-study classes. I was dizzy from doing the questions, so I came out for a walk." "Oh." Mao Xiaoqin glanced at her son and said nothing. She was the one who took care of her son during the two most critical years, his third year of junior high and his third year of high school. She never heard that Chen Zhuo felt dizzy while doing his homework.
Now that I'm in college and the pressure is much less, how could this situation still happen? Mao Xiaoqin thought it was inconvenient to say, so she pointed to the bench in the corridor and said, "Then sit here for a while. You can have lunch in the hospital at noon." "And you..." Looking at the young nurses gathered at the door with spring in their eyes, Mao Xiaoqin frowned and asked, "Is there nothing else to do?" "Yes, yes, yes..." After all, Mao Xiaoqin is the deputy director of the department, and she still looks quite majestic when she is serious. And who knows, this might be your future "mother-in-law". Although the possibility is very small, who can say for sure? The young nurses ran away one after another, but before Xiaoru left, she glanced at Chen Zhuo with a lingering look, probably hoping that Chen Zhuo would come over and ask for an autumn number. Chen pretended not to see it and just chatted about stocks with Guan Xiushu. In fact, Aunt Guan’s current attitude reflects the true psychological state of most investors. Starting from the beginning of December last year, the stock market was turbulent. After Chen Zhuo cleared his positions, he jointly published an article in the newspaper titled "Recognize the situation, give up illusions, the A-share market can no longer be held." At that time, it was almost laughed at by most investors. The CUHK Learning Network also suffered, and its customer service staff were ridiculed by these bored netizens every day. Later, the stock market did not improve, but continued to show a downward trend. The shareholders whose interests were damaged were angry and humiliated, but they could not find any other outlet to vent their anger, so they could only come and curse the customer service of the learning network. It can be said that from mid-December to early January, the company’s customer service was scolded almost every day. They are all classic Chinese quintessence, and Zhang Guangfeng and his friends are almost immune to swear words. Until one day, a stockholder suddenly said: "Your CEO Chen is right. I really regret not listening to him at that time." The company’s customer service staff began to think that this was just another round of sarcasm.
However, more and more investors are expressing this attitude, the verbal abuse is decreasing, and more and more people are truly regretting and praising Chen. Because the current stock market has fallen beyond everyone's expectations. When they had to cut their flesh and leave, looking at their bloody wounds, they thought how good it would have been if they had listened to Chen Zhe earlier. People are like this. They don’t know how to regret unless it hurts. Among many private stock traders today, Deng Zhi from Yangcheng Evening News, Professor Zhu Kaishan from the School of Economics of Jinan University, and Chen Zhuo, a freshman at Sun Yat-sen University, are affectionately referred to as "whistleblowers of the stock market crash." Without the verbal abuse, the popularity of the website may decline slightly, but the learning network no longer needs that kind of "black and red" popularity. On the contrary, Chen Zhuo has gained a lot of good reputation. After all, people like this kind of plot reversal. After Mao Xiaoqin finished writing the case record for the last patient, she came out and saw her son and Guan Xiushu still talking about stocks. Although Guan Xiushu also lost a lot, her family was well-off, and the loss of tens of thousands of dollars was a bit painful, but far from the point of physical pain. While eating in the cafeteria of the First People's Hospital of the city, Chen talked about his plan to arrange a bed in Zhongda Hospital for an employee's child with leukemia. "Didn't you tell me about this before?" Mao Xiaoqin said dissatisfiedly: "I have already said hello, why are you skipping class just for this?" Perhaps in the minds of all mothers, the seriousness of "children not studying well" is at the MAX level. "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda." Chen Zhuo tried to comfort himself and asked, "Mom, can you contact a professor-level expert in the Department of Hematology at the First Affiliated Hospital?" Mao Xiaoqin thought for a moment and said, "It's not a big problem. I have a college classmate whose husband's senior is a professor in the Department of Hematology at the First Affiliated Hospital of Sun Yat-sen University." "Do we have to go around this detour?" Guan Xiushu, who had been listening nearby and finally understood the whole story, interrupted and said, "Xiaoqin, have you forgotten? My brother-in-law is the director of the rheumatology and immunology department of the First Affiliated Hospital." "The two departments have a lot of overlap, so it can be easily arranged." Guan Xiushu said carelessly. "correct!" Mao Xiaoqin slapped her head and said, "Aunt Guan can take care of this matter, so let her do it." "piece of cake!" Aunt Guan was also very efficient. She called in person and gave Chen a number. It means that this is the contact information of the assistant director of the Rheumatology and Immunology Department of the First Affiliated Hospital, and you can just contact him when you go to the hospital. Chen expressed his gratitude while secretly sighing inwardly. In China, if an interest group wants to grow and develop, in addition to its own core competitiveness, it also needs to establish good relations with four other professions: doctors, police, lawyers, and teachers. This is not only beneficial to yourself, but also helps your friends solve problems.
But what’s interesting is that these four professions are jobs that ordinary people can do by passing exams. So much so that it goes around and around, and eventually forms a closed loop about [learning]. Those three years in high school are indeed the most cost-effective way for children from ordinary families to change their lives. Good good study, day day up! …… After resolving the issues of bed and doctor, Chen Zhuo simply did not go back to school. He first called Wan Xulin and told him that everything had been arranged and asked him to send his daughter over as soon as possible. But before coming to Guangzhou, go to the local police station to apply for a Hong Kong and Macau Pass. In 2008, it was not possible to apply for a Hong Kong and Macau Pass in a different place and one could only apply at the place of household registration. Wan Xulin didn't know what Chen Zhuo meant, but since the boss had such a request, Wan Xulin could only do it obediently. Next, Chen returned to his office in Tech Valley, picked up a flyer from the learning network, and took a ride to South China University of Technology. It is to provide something for the students of SUSTC to do during their winter vacation and to expand the influence of the learning network; By the way, it was also to help Huang Baihan and Mou Jiawen break the ice. Although the winter vacation time for universities in Guangdong is almost the same, there are still some subtle differences. For example, the final exams at CUHK are on the 22nd, and the winter break will start around the 26th. But Huazhong University of Science and Technology will start two days later, with final exams on the 24th and winter vacation around the 28th. When he arrived at his alma mater from his previous life, Chen Zhuo didn't hesitate to call Mou Jiawen directly. But after meeting, Chen Zhuo suddenly felt a little dazed. I haven't seen Xiao Mou for two months. Her hair has grown long. Her hair was never very short, and she deliberately grew it long to make it look like long flowing hair. With her little fangs showing and her slender waist bent, the image of a lively little beauty in college emerged. "Girls change a lot when they grow up, Xiaomou." I'll ask someone to do something for free later, so Chen smiled and flattered him: "If you dressed like this in high school, would you have been the school beauty?" When she heard the first sentence, Mou Jiawen was actually quite happy. She bared her little tiger teeth and nodded with a smile. But when Chen Zhuo brought up Song Shiwei, Mou Jiawen immediately rolled her eyes: "Please be more sincere when you praise someone, how can I compare with Weiwei?" "Even if I return to high school, I'll be the second...third most beautiful girl after Zhi Xin at best." Mou Jiawen said modestly: "Except for Weiwei and Yu Xian from the art class, there was really no girl prettier than me back then." "Ha~" Chen Zhuo curled his lips. It can be seen that Xiao Mou has some self-awareness, but not much. This person already claims to be the third most beautiful woman in Zhizhong.
"What do you want from me?" Mou Jiawen looked at the bag of flyers in Chen's hand and almost guessed what was going to be done. After all, Chen had greeted her before. "Library, cafeteria, study room..." Chen shook the flyers and said, "Distribute them wherever there are a lot of people. That's what Huang Baihan did before." Suddenly hearing the name of this stinky boy, Mou Jiawen's expression froze for a moment. She pretended to look at the contents of the flyer and asked disapprovingly, "Is Huang Baihan still handing it out?" "Of course." Chen Zhuo also complained: "But this guy is a bit too proud to hand out the paperwork in a crowded place, so he keeps procrastinating." "you say!" Chen spread his hands and said, "Why bother about this little face? If we hand out a few more flyers, it is very likely that the learning network will get more business, but he just won't listen. For the sake of his male self-esteem, he has missed out on so many wonderful things..." "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! That's right! That's what he is like!" Xiao Mou kept nodding her head. She felt that what Chen said touched her heart. The first confession was so sudden that I couldn’t react for a while and so I rejected it. Then he seemed unable to bear the blow and kept hiding from me. He wouldn't give up when I gave him a way out and wouldn't accept the olive branch I threw to him. It was so infuriating! "but……" Chen Zhuben deliberately criticized Huang Baihan so that Mou Jiawen would feel empathy and understanding. Next, Chen Zhuo said earnestly: "The yellow man is not a bad person, but he is a little dull in emotions. He likes to get stuck in a rut and is easily deceived." In order to further resolve Xiao Mou's current resentment, Chen Zhuo told a story from the past: "We would have arguments in high school, and then we would stop talking to each other." "I was quite stubborn at that time, but I didn't expect that he was even more stubborn than me." "One day he forgot to bring his meal card, and he would rather go hungry than borrow it from me." "In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to get him a meal, and then the two of them reconciled." …… Mou Jiawen found this very interesting: "Do you guys also have conflicts?" "Why not?" Chen said with a smile: "We are all teenagers of 16 or 17 years old. Sometimes it is normal to get angry because of something said. It depends on who takes the initiative to resolve the conflict." "Be more proactive?" Mou Jiawen seemed to be thinking about something. "In fact, as long as he agrees with you in his heart, Da Huang can do a lot for you without any regrets." Chen Zhuo mentioned another incident: "I twisted my wrist while playing badminton in my second year of high school. Do you remember?"
"I have some impression...I think you still wear a bandage to attend class." Mou Jiawen recalled and said, "But you were a nobody back then. You walked with your head down, blushed when you spoke, and your grades weren't particularly outstanding. I don't know how you had the courage to pursue Weiwei in your third year of high school..." "OK OK." Chen watched as Xiao Mou's talk went further and further away from the topic, which was seriously irrelevant. So he quickly pulled it back and said, "During the month when my wrist was injured, in order to prevent my grades from falling behind, Da Huang copied all the notes for me." "A whole month." Chen Zhuo said with emotion: "If I put myself in their shoes, I can't do it myself." "That's because you don't have the perseverance." Mou Jiawen said proudly: "If I am slightly injured, I can still copy notes for her for a month!" "No, the point now is who is more willing to sacrifice for their friends?" Chen rubbed his head and thought that after one semester, everyone had made some progress. Why is Mou Jiawen still as talkative as she was in high school? "Let's not talk about Song Shiwei for now." Chen Zhuo could only bring the topic back again: "Do you understand what I want to say?" This time, Xiao Mou said straightforwardly: "I understand! Take the initiative, okay?" "The enemy!" Chen gave a "teachable" thumbs up and said, "I will ask Huang Baihan to go to the second cafeteria to hand out flyers tomorrow." "Although the food in the second cafeteria tastes as bad as shit, there are relatively few people, which is just convenient for you to meet by chance." Chen made a subconscious comment. "goose……" When Mou Jiawen heard Chen Zhuo's evaluation of the second canteen, she first laughed with joy. But as she was laughing, she suddenly realized something was wrong, her face tensed and she asked, "How do you know the food in the second cafeteria is bad?" "I……" Chen choked and thought to himself, I have studied here for seven years, and my understanding of this school is definitely much better than yours. "Do you often come to see Huang Bohan without telling me?" Mou Jiawen stared at Chen with sharp eyes and asked. Seeing Xiao Mou's misunderstanding, Chen Zhuo didn't have to make up excuses: "Wen, this is called in-depth investigation of the front line and mastering first-hand materials, so that I can better help you solve the problem." "honestly."
Chen Zhuo sighed and said sincerely: "If you and Da Huang can reconcile, it will be one less topic for Song Shiwei and I to argue about." "Ah? Do you and Weiwei also quarrel?" When Mou Jiawen heard this gossip, her eyes lit up and she seemed more interested in it than her own affairs. "It's not really a quarrel." Chen said with a smile: "When it comes to talking about you, I will speak for Da Huang, and Sister Sweet will definitely stand on your side." "That's it..." Mou Jiawen took the flyer from Chen and said reluctantly, "Well, for the sake of your relationship with Weiwei, I'll sacrifice and talk to Huang Baihan tomorrow." "A duplicitous woman!" Chen grinned, but he hadn't actually finished his sentence. When he and Sister Sweet disagreed on something, they both tacitly agreed not to argue about who was right or wrong. So even though Dahuang and Xiaomou had such a mess, it actually did not affect their relationship of "seeing the big picture from the small details". "Okay, I'm going back." Chen Zhuo said, "I won't meet Huang Baihan today, lest he become alert." "go Go." Mou Jiawen also waved happily: "Wait for good news tomorrow!" After Chen Zhuo and Xiao Mou separated, they did not leave immediately, but wandered around the school aimlessly for a while. The end of January is the coldest time in Guangzhou, but compared with northern cities, the temperature is only late autumn at most. The white clouds are as gentle as cotton wool, and the sky is high and the clouds are light. The sunlight fell on the bluestone road by the lake, forming circles of light and shadow. On the black iron fence of the school's small gate, dead vines were climbing, and occasionally an unknown yellow flower would appear. The students of Huazhong University of Science and Technology passed by Chen in groups of three or five. It was almost vacation time, and everyone was happy. However, it was almost the final exam, and everyone felt a little anxious... Some of these scenes were in Chenzhe's memory, and some were things Chenzhe had just discovered. Memory and reality slowly overlapped, but he always felt as if something was missing. Until I passed by the basketball court and saw the boys sweating and shouting. Chen Zhuo suddenly realized that Huazhong University of Science and Technology was a typical "monk school" where girls were so rare that they were like national treasures. With Mou Jiawen in this state now, how could there be no one pursuing her in school? ······ (End of this chapter)