Drive to the old shop in Maolong.


    After ten o''clock, the old shop in Luolong is busy. Summer is coming. There will be fewer activities for the second meal at night and a beer. The old store will bid farewell to the hot summer and wait for another busy time next year.


    Zhang Ping was busy sweating, wearing an apron, busy from front to back. Nie Xuehua is in the back kitchen. It is estimated that it is also smoky and burning.


    Barbecue is the best night in summer, but that means people who spend money. Drinking beer, blowing the air conditioner or the cool breeze at night, we talked with our friends.


    "Sister Ping!" Wu Mian raised her hand, "busy."


    "Xiaomian, you''re here. What do you want to eat?" Zhang Ping said hello in her busy schedule.


    "Just order a bunch. I want a bowl of pimple soup."


    "Wait a minute, wait a minute, sit by yourself." Zhang Ping said.


    "Xue Yuan, Ma Yuan, sit down." Wu Mian said with a smile, "you''re welcome."


    "Miss Wu, you are so familiar with this shop." Matthew sat down and asked.


    "Well, I ate here when I was a child. At that time, they sold breakfast, steamed stuffed buns, porridge and pickles. My mother was busy at work and didn''t have time to cook for me. I came here for a bite before school." Wu Mian said.


    Small shops like this one can support their customers for ten or twenty years. Although the old restaurant changed from breakfast to midnight barbecue, people are always the same, and the taste is still the same.


    "Mr. Wu, is the information we sold to LANCO too expensive today?" Matthew went to get some bottles of beer himself. After taking a few sips of beer, he asked.


    "Still want to do this?" Wu Mian smiled.


    "Don''t you want to?" Matthew drank a few drinks, calmed down a little, and said with lingering fear. "I always thought that if the surgical video could sell for 18000 yuan, it would be regarded as a top surgeon. Mr. Wu, it''s great that your surgical video could sell for 100000."


    Looking at Matthew''s appearance, Wu Mian smiled.


    "I had the attitude of asking exorbitant prices and paying back the money on the spot. But lanko was not as smart as he thought. He gave us $10 million directly and didn''t make a counter-offer."


    "Oh, I''m here," said Wu Mian. "When they asked me to help with the operation, they offered me a price... I didn''t have time to drill in the laboratory to do experiments at that time, so I refused directly."


    Xue Chunhe and Matthew see that Wu Mian is vague about LANCO''s offer in the past. They know that Mr. Wu is intentional, and they don''t continue to ask.


    But that kind of offer must be sky high, not what I can imagine.


    "LANCO invested several hundred million before looking for me, and in recent years, he has successively pursued a small one billion. They are like gamblers who lose, but they must bet with red eyes whenever they have the chance to turn a profit."


    "But let''s give him the operation video. What if they copy it? I don''t think Huaxia minimally invasive can win the lawsuit." Xue Chunhe asked anxiously.


    "Oh, I''m sure I can''t win." Wu Mian said, "so I''m going to take Lanke together. The material technology of Huaxia minimally invasive is too poor. That''s what we usually say about poor foundation and weak foundation. Although we can barely take the lead in the technology of mitral valve clamp for a while, there will be many hard days in the future."


    "Er... What if lanko imitates?" Matthew also had the same question.


    When it comes to imitation, Xue Chunhe and Matthew both think it''s ridiculous. At ordinary times, domestic manufacturers copy the consumables of foreign manufacturers. Once they change their positions, they instinctively can''t believe it.


    "No." Wu Mian didn''t drink. He tapped his right hand on the table and said faintly, "after watching the video, they knew that the operation was done by relying on my personal talent, which has nothing to do with consumables. In other words, give me a steel wire, and I can turn it into a clip, which can cure mitral regurgitation."


    “……”


    This metaphor makes the two presidents speechless.


    "It''s useless for them to copy, which itself is not something that can be popularized on a large scale." Wu Mian smiled and said.


    "You just want to hang Lanke?" Xue Chunhe asked carefully.


    "No." Wu Mian said, "by the way, I''ll call district head Deng. He has to give the green light for some things."


    Seeing Wu Mian calling, Xue Chunhe and Matthew looked at each other. No one knew what teacher Wu was going to do.


    "Miss Wu..."


    After the call, Xue Chunhe hesitated and asked.


    "Oh, I''ll trouble the two presidents to keep an eye on it." Wu Mian said, "it''s the... Third industry of our sword association hospital?"


    "Hmm?" the two presidents were stunned. The word "San Chan" was too far away from them. It was a word twenty or thirty years ago.


    "I have a way to popularize mitral valve clipping," Wu Mian said. "For example, director Li Zhong and Li, I have a demonstration operation today. He can learn it in three days at most, and then carry out a large number of operations."


    what the hell!!!


    Xue Chunhe and Matthew were really surprised this time.


    Mr. Wu is gifted, which is well known. It''s not surprising that he can handle a new technique with his personal ability.


    Although Mr. Wu humbly said that he was much worse than Mr. Yu, it also depends on who he is compared with!


    Who is Mr. Yu? It was the Minister of the Republic who founded the hydrogen bomb of Yu Min configuration, which laid the foundation for peaceful development. Mr. Wu is the object of comparison


    It''s one thing to rely on one''s own ability to solve problems, but it''s another thing if ordinary people learn to promote them on a large scale.


    It''s like Xueba learning well, but it can''t make everyone''s academic performance better. This is the same truth.


    And teacher Wu unexpectedly said against the sky that Li Zhong''s goods can learn?!


    Is there any justice!


    Is there any royal law!!


    Is there any law!!!


    If there was such a way, lanko would have rushed up... No, would lanko?


    "Miss Wu, Lanke''s side..." Xue Chunhe asked.


    "Don''t worry about them. Now they will definitely refuse. I''m going to make an excuse." Wu Mian smiled and his fingers beat the table faster. "When I hold an academic meeting to determine the technology and patent, Lanke will be bitten off a piece of meat if he asks for cooperation. And they can''t say anything. After all, I''ve invited them again and again."


    "Brother, you are very insidious." Chu Zhixi smiled.


    "No," said Wu Mian with a smile, "I opened the normal routine. How can they play with me?"


    Although they don''t play games, Xue Chunhe and Matthew both know the meaning of opening and hanging up.


    Now speaking of Mr. Yu Min, most people admit that it is the plug-in of the Republic, and others can''t play at all.


    Now listening to teacher Wu say this, the two presidents are quite sad.