"Old Zhao, your Chief Zheng is not bad. He thinks the same way as I do about a patient with a spleen implant," Professor Yang said with a smile and stabbed Professor Zhao in the heart again.
"Hehe, that's right, that's right." Professor Zhao could only smile dryly and turn his body to the side to allow Professor Yang to leave.
He quickly left. It was an eyesore.
However, Yang Lei was really a little excited. He whispered, "Director Kong's taste is really impeccable!"
"..."
"I heard that Chief Zheng was poached from Sea City by him?" Yang Lei praised. "His taste is really sharp. As we say, the older the ginger, the spicier it is. Earlier..."
Professor Zhao really did not want to listen anymore. He squeezed out an ugly smile and gave a random excuse before walking in.
He did not expect to see Zheng Ren.
