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"So that's the matter. It seems that Lu Yang is really not simple, otherwise Lin Changsen would not have taken the initiative to make this request."

Xu Zhirou rolled her eyes and said, "You're embarrassing me a bit. I'm just a little girl, so I don't have the ability to influence his decision."

Lin Changsen said lightly: "I believe you have heard of the financial resources of the Lin Group. As the saying goes, the strong join forces. I don't think Mr. Lu will refuse to cooperate with me."

Xu Zhirou wanted to agree, but she didn't dare to make the decision for Lu Yang, so she said vaguely: "I can only promise to ask you, whether he agrees, I can't guarantee it."

Looking at the expression on the beauty's face, he knew that she was tempted. Lin Changsen said to himself: "It is enough to have you. The fitness equipment you want will be delivered to your home in the afternoon. I believe that Mr. Lu is a person who cherishes beauty. Once he opened his mouth, he could only bow his head and obey his ears immediately."

This compliment reached Xu Zhirou's heart, and she laughed very happily.

Lin Changsen was even happier.

The Group's ability to cooperate with Lu Yang added another weight to his plan, which doubled his confidence.

Lin Changsen took the initiative to help Xu Zhirou choose a few sets of couple sportswear, and asked the new store manager to personally deliver the products to the address on time.

Xu Zhirou knew that tens of thousands of yuan was nothing more than a few cents to Mr. Lin, and if he said too many grateful words, it would make him laugh instead.

After bidding farewell to Lin Changsen, Xu Zhirou started shopping in a good mood. Since she saved money on fitness equipment, she unceremoniously spent the budget on herself, bought a lot of clothes, shoes and hats and sent them home.

On the way back to the villa, passing by a women's beauty salon, Xu Zhirou's heart moved, she should go to enjoy it in the afternoon, and inquire about the consumption market in Haizhou by the way.

In the ward of Ren'ai Hospital, after Lu Yang gave Lin Zhiyuan his pulse, he said: "Old Lin, your body is recovering well, and you can go home for recuperation in a week, but please don't get angry, otherwise the dizziness will become more and more serious. serious."

Lin Zhiyuan, who could already sit up, his face regained its ruddy luster, he patted Lu Yang's hand and said, "Thank you so much, with you here, I can finally live for a few more years, and I will have to trouble Mr. Lu in the future, when the time comes Don't give up."

Unaware that there was something in Lin Zhiyuan's words, Lu Yang comforted him with a smile: "If Mr. Lin has something to do, I'll be there whenever I'm called, how dare I refuse."

When Lu Yang returned to the dean's office, Mu Sen happily said to Lu Yang: "Lin Zhiyuan is really a God of Wealth. Before he was discharged from the hospital, he gave a check for 500 million. I said it was impossible to spend. The old man said we It’s a private hospital, and it can’t be compared with a big hospital, and it’s not easy to survive, and the excess is donated to the hospital, so I can finally tide over the difficulties.”

These words suddenly reminded Lu Yang, and he slapped his thigh and said, "Old Lin is right, a hospital like ours should have a channel for charitable donations, you have done so many charitable deeds, but if you rely on the hospital's income to subsidize it, I’m afraid it’s not enough, if more people can know about your deeds, maybe social charities donate to us, and it can also make the life of the hospital easier.”

Mu Sen, who usually doesn't like to make publicity, now strongly agrees.

He knew in his heart that if he didn't take this path, the hospital might fall into financial crisis again.

Just do what you say, Lu Yang called Fu Tao to help find the news media to come and report.

After Fu Tao listened to it, he immediately found several media leaders and started contacting them.

When Lu Yang just came out of the pharmaceutical processing factory, there was a media reporter, and Yomsen accepted an exclusive interview in the afternoon.

Fu Tao is really a natural PR material, and Lu Yang is very satisfied with his work efficiency.

When Lu Yang told Mu Sen that he had remembered the interview, Mu Sen, who had readily agreed to the promotion just now, began to hesitate again.

"Can I do it? Those things I do are trivial, are they worth reporting by the media?" Mu Sen hesitated.

"Although we haven't done anything earth-shattering, countless small things add up to make a big deal. I'm moved by your deeds, let alone the readers. Don't worry, you should have confidence in yourself."

Lu Yang kept comforting Mu Sen.

"Then it's good to say, I will say what I have done, and I can't let them make up things to attract attention."

Moosen finally made up his mind, but made his demands anyway.

"I support your idea, let's just stick to the facts and never lie to readers." Lu Yang also strongly agrees with this.

As soon as the two finished talking, Xu Zhirou called.

"We made an appointment to see the house in the afternoon. I'm a little tired now, and I'm having a beauty treatment in the clubhouse. I heard from them that the whole beauty treatment takes 5 hours to sit down. Otherwise, let's go to the house together at night."

When Xu Zhirou was speaking, she was changing shoes in the lobby of the clubhouse.

Seeing the waitress kneeling on the ground with one leg to take off her shoe, she felt a particularly comfortable feeling in her heart.

Feng Shui turns, and finally he can be served by others.

"Okay, you've worked so hard during this time, you should enjoy it, and if you want to enjoy it, come to the most comprehensive one. When you look at the house at night, both the new house and you will have to check it carefully."

Lu Yang said with a smile.

"I hate it. The beauty treatment was done just for you. I'm not happy if you don't check it at night."

Xu Zhirou flirted softly with a smile, and then immediately told her: "I'm eating the buffet here at noon, and there's beef soup that I didn't finish yesterday at home, so drink it hot yourself, you're not allowed to skip meals, did you hear me?"

How could Lu Yang have time to go home for dinner, and he had to help Mu Sen stabilize his nervous mood.

Lu Yang turned to Mu Sen and said, "I suggest you talk first this afternoon..."

Mu Sen, who was writing furiously behind the desk, reached out his hand to interrupt Lu Yang's words, and said, "Don't disturb me, I'm sorting out my thoughts, please close the door when you go out."

Well, he was kicked out by this guy.

As soon as Lu Yang stepped into the elevator, he saw Qin Lan, the accountant, also in the elevator, and asked with a smile, "Are you going home for dinner?"

Seeing the big boss coming, Qin Lan immediately smiled and said, "It's too late to go home and cook, and I have important things to do in the afternoon, so I have to deal with it on the side of the street. Please go to dinner with the leader?"

Lu Yang looked at the girls around, and realized that they were all from the financial office, and said straightforwardly: "Okay, let's go to dinner together, but if we agree, I'll treat you to dinner, otherwise, I won't go gone."

Everyone in the elevator cheered. Of course, everyone was very happy when someone invited guests, especially the big boss.

After walking out of the elevator, Lu Yang's phone rang, it was from Xu Zhiruan.