Infinite: The system takes flight, and Zhao Yingkong confesses his love at the beginning

Ning Yuan: "In addition, we also want to get all the medical staff and even the staff to cooperate with us, answer our questions, and introduce the patient's situation. "

Dean Mi Lin said to herself, "That is, it requires the cooperation of all medical staff and patients, and even the consent of the accompanying family members...... We can do this, I will arrange for Alice to be an intern, and she will be able to go in and out of any ward, the case room, and ask all the staff and medical staff to give you the utmost convenience. Of course, the two little assistants can only be nurses and nurses. Is that okay?"

Ning Yuan smiled: "All the staff, including you?"

Mi Lin was stunned for a moment, and showed a smile: "Of course it can include me." Eventually, on behalf of Springfield Hospital, I can issue you a beautiful "183" internship certificate. "

After a pause, she continued, "Then let's talk about the cost?"

Ning Yuan: "You say." "

Mi Lin took out the calculator and clicked it, and said in her mouth covered with red lipstick: "The cost of the five-day internship, room and board, medical and staff lost work...... Excluding the odds, plus the deposit you paid in advance yesterday night, a total of 360,000 ugly yuan. If so, we'll sign the contract now?"

360,000 ugly yuan, according to the exchange rate of this era, nearly 3 million Chinese dollars.

All the foreshadowing of the conversation in the early stage of the recuperation director Mi Lin was for this moment, and she looked at the "rich second generation" in front of her with antiquity, confident that this was within the scope of the other party's psychology and wallet.

It's a pity that the people in this world don't know that the money issue she values the most is the least important issue for the three reincarnators in front of her.

Ning Yuan shook his head, and in the dean's shocked eyes, he stretched out five fingers: "Five hundred thousand ugly yuan." In addition to the 360,000 yuan in the contract, the other 140,000 yuan is a tip, which will be distributed by Dean Mi Lin to all the staff and medical staff, and we need their full cooperation!

Mi Lin was stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed!

"Deal!"

Dean Mi Lin quickly called the secretary and drew up a contract - without a contract, they would not dare to collect money with confidence, you must know that in the ugly country, the tax office is much more terrible than the police!

When the dean and the secretary were drawing up the contract, Ning Yuan looked at the dean's office.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the walls of the sanatorium and the lush trees in the courtyard. There are desks, reception sofas, bookshelves, and file shelves in the room.

Only one item caught Ning Yuan's attention.

Ning Yuan stood up, as if bored, walked to the bookshelf, first looked at the English books, and then pretended to be inadvertent, and fell his eyes on an item in the middle of the bookshelf and above the cabinet.

It was an old-fashioned libra, and it was a Guai garbage crane libra. There was a box of weights next to it. The scales and weights are very delicate, like works of art.

Not the constellation Libra of the constellations, the Libra itself is a weighing instrument, an instrument that measures the mass of an object. It is made according to the principle of the lever, with a small disc hanging from each end of the lever. One end is placed with weights, and there are many weights, each with a certain standard quality, and the hanging tray at the other end is placed with the target to be weighed.

When the pointer points to the center, it means that the lever is balanced, and the mass (weight) in the hanging tray at both ends is equal, and the mass of the target can be calculated by adding the mass of the weight. This scale is extremely simple and practical. Whether ancient or modern, Chinese or foreign, there are scales or balances.

Ning Yuan touched the scale curiously and found that it was connected to the bookshelf cabinet and could not be moved.

He became interested, took a pen from the side, and placed it on the small plate on the left side of the scale, which sank. He took a few more weights from the weight box and placed them on the small plate on the right, and after several adjustments, the scales finally balanced, and the weight of the fountain pen was 19.56 grams.

"What are you doing, little helper?"

In Ning Yuan's ears, a female voice suddenly sounded!

He was not frightened at all, straightened up and turned to the side, sure enough, it was Dean Mireen. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Because the young man straightened up, Dean Mi Lin saw the Libra covered by Ning Yuan, and suddenly said: "Ah, this Libra, I just took over this office, it may have been arranged by the previous dean or boss, or it may be the creativity of the designer of the decoration company0 ... Although it was a bit strange that it was welded to the cabinet, I didn't ruin the arrangement. "

As she spoke, she picked up a weight and put it on the plate on the right, the balance of the lever was disrupted, and the middle pointer was tilted to the right.

— just an ordinary scale.

Ning Yuan had a judgment in his heart, just now he also used the True Yuan to explore the inside of the Libra bracket and the lever, which were hollow and had no mechanism.

After this little episode, the secretary's contract has also been drawn up, and her boss is called.

When Ning Yuan was exploring in the office, Zhao Yingkong also got up and walked around, they were young, and it was normal for them to sit still and look at the office curiously, and there was nothing strange about it. Zhu Youhuang also opened his eyes and stared at the dean and secretary.

After reading the contract, Dean Mi Lin nodded with satisfaction and handed it to Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan just swept it away, and in the eyes of outsiders, he didn't look at the contract carefully at all. He said, "That's it, just write down all the content of your performance." "

——The rich second generation, who is not bad for money, spent so much money in order to complete an undergraduate thesis. No, maybe their family values this Lucas and Sansa more, and in order to make their college admissions resume more perfect, it doesn't matter how much money they spend.

Making the above judgment in his heart, Dean Mi Lin asked the secretary to print out another 2.5 contract, put it on the table, sign it and seal it.

Ning Yuan, Zhao Yingkong, and Zhu Youhuan signed their names on Party B and pressed their fingerprints.

When the contract is signed, the secretary immediately brings the POS machine, swipes the card, and enters the password.

Seeing the name on the POS receipt, Mi Lin was puzzled again: "Isn't this card yours?"

Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows: "No, it's a card in the agent's name." "

Mi Lin was a little suspicious, not directly suspecting that the credit card was stolen, but if the name on the cardholder and the contract did not match, there would be some tax trouble.

Of course, all troubles can be overcome.

Ning Yuan sighed, pretended to take it out of the backpack he was carrying, and actually took out a gold bar from the storage belt!