However, they didn''t ask Wu Mian how to solve this problem. First, they didn''t understand it, and second, it was confidential.


    Look at Lanke''s attitude of taking out $10 million to buy an operation video without blinking. Once the solution said by teacher Wu is announced, I''m afraid Lanke will go crazy.


    "Mr. Wu, LANCO is ready to refuse. Did you guess that or did you have inside information?" Matthew asked.


    "Guess." Wu Mian said, "but the probability is very high, at least about 96%


    "Then they change their mind... They are all large multinational companies. They won''t be so shameless," Matthew said. "Don''t push them too fast."


    Matthew didn''t say the four words, but he thought Wu Mian could understand.


    "It''s all right." Wu Mian said disapprovingly. "The board of directors is just the board of directors. It''s not important to make money. Behind them is capital, and the will of capital can''t compete."


    "Capital?"


    Just then, several men came in drunk.


    They must be the kind of people who come here after a drink, have some strings, have some beer and have a good look.


    At this point, there are quite a lot of similar people. Like Wu Mian, they have no special meals.


    Wu Mian glanced at those people and continued.


    "Let''s take an example," said Wu Mian. "The two presidents have managed the clinic for many years. Both of us know the situation in China."


    "HMM." Xue Chunhe and Matthew nodded.


    "Ask you two a question, why do foreign doctors live less, but earn more than domestic doctors."


    "Er..." Xue Chunhe and Matthew looked at each other again, and the two words would be turned around in their throat and swallowed again.


    "This is the will of capital." Wu Mian said, "it is said that universal medical insurance and free medical treatment can be trusted by children, or people with ulterior motives will say so. There are not 10000 people flying back for appendectomy every year, but there must be thousands. Foreign high-end medical treatment is indeed high-end, but it is for the rich."


    "Miss Wu, what do you think..."


    "Is it biased?" Wu Mian smiled, "ha ha."


    "Foreign medical treatment is really good. We can''t do many operations," Xue Chunhe said.


    "Well, because our doctors serve the people, that''s the essence. Bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital can give the most basic drops to treat colds and fever. For slightly important diseases, go to the county hospital or the provincial capital; for more serious diseases, go to the imperial capital."


    "This is our graded medical treatment for all. The United States has no money to wait for a public hospital to call and then go to see a doctor. The whole process can rush people to death. The small illness is dragging and dragging. It is dead after dragging and dragging, so their doctors are idle and earn a lot of money. Hospitals, insurance companies, orchids and other enterprises form an ecosystem, and the days are very moist."


    "Hehe, it''s good for doctors," Matthew said with a smile. "No wonder so many Xueba medical students in medical college have to go abroad after graduation."


    "Well, that''s almost the truth. Medical treatment, equipment and drugs, the big capital behind them has their own will. They don''t care how many people die. If the dead can bring them enough benefits, they will never look more."


    "But... Say something disgusting." Matthew glanced at Chu Zhixi. He leaned close to Wu Mian''s ear and whispered, "can they sit back with the shit?"


    "If they can make money, they will certainly do so." Wu Mian said, "the so-called capitalist is a manifestation of the personification of capital. As a capitalist, in this position, all behaviors should be in line with the needs of capital. This is not what a capitalist wants to do, but will be eliminated by other capital if he doesn''t do it."


    What Wu Mian said was abstract. Matthew didn''t know much about this, but nodded.


    "As long as I can make money, Jack Jones, CEO of LANCO, will immediately fly over and kneel in front of me and beg me to buy shares. But I''m sure I won''t be satisfied. What I want is their materials."


    "Miss Wu, you can buy materials if you want. Don''t bother so much."


    Wu Mian did not speak, but shook his head slightly.


    Jack Jones, CEO of LANCO, would do that? Xue Chunhe doesn''t believe it. People are always shameful. People like Wang Qingshan are more or less shameful, not to mention the CEO of a multinational group.


    Miss Wu is a little too confident.


    However, he did not refute Wu Mian. Mr. Wu could do well whatever he said. It was meaningless to refute himself.


    "Here comes the string, you eat first." Zhang Ping puts a bunch on Wu Mian''s table, turns around with the wind and trots away. I can see sweat shining on my temples and I''m busy.


    "Landlady! Where''s our string? We''ve been waiting for ten minutes!"


    Among the drunkards who just came in, a middle-aged man saw Wu Mian''s string first, patted the table and said.


    His face was full of wine and he was very dissatisfied.


    "Wait a minute," said Zhang Ping, "they came earlier than you."


    "Good morning? Good morning, you''re paralyzed! I''m here to fuck you. Do you want me to wait?" the middle-aged man scolded directly.


    "How to talk!" Zhang Ping showed no weakness and had a beer bottle in her hand.


    "Landlady, how can I remember that we came first." someone around the middle-aged man took him to sit down, looked at Zhang Ping and asked in a strange way. The man looked less than thirty and his face was pale and gloomy.


    This person is more difficult. Whoever comes first and who comes later must have their own reasons for this kind of thing. Zhang Ping will not adjust the surveillance video because of this. Besides, even if there is evidence, what can it be?


    "Eat if you want, and go to the next house if you don''t want." Zhang Ping said impatiently.


    "Landlady, you are so tough." the gloomy man said coldly.


    "What''s the matter?" Zhang Ping asked with a beer bottle. "How long have you been cleaning up the underworld and evil? Do you still want to smash our store?"


    "How? It depends on what you said." the gloomy man suddenly smiled. "The sanitation inspection of the new development area these days. I think the sanitation conditions of your shop seem to be unqualified."


    Zhang Ping''s face turned white in an instant.


    She''s not afraid of fighting. Some drunks may not be able to beat her. It''s just that Zhang Ping doesn''t want to fight. Afterwards, the medical expenses have to spend more than half a month''s profit. Why.


    But she''s afraid of checking.


    If you pick a bone in an egg, no restaurant can avoid it.


    Not everyone can cook, but no one can find problems. And the man looked insidious. Did he scare himself or was he serious?


    Zhang Ping looked at him in a daze and carefully put the beer bottle in her hand aside.