Chapter 277 What to do if there are too many temptations

Wang Deming was full of dissatisfaction, "Uncle Master, I'm not exaggerating, what can I learn in college?"

"Don't forget, I studied with many great Chinese medicine masters when I was in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Continuing Education School. If I were not old enough, the famous doctors in the capital would have needed me."

Sitting opposite Wang Deming and drinking tea leisurely is Ha Yumin, the former president of the Chinese Medicine Continuing Education School and now the preparatory president of Beijing University of Chinese Medicine.

The new director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of the Ministry of Health, Lv Bingkui, also serves as the president.

Considering the numerous thoughts that Director Lu had on his new job as the head of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, it can be said that the Beijing University of Chinese Medicine was prepared by Ha Yumin.

Who gave him enough experience?

Beijing University of Chinese Medicine is one of the four traditional Chinese medicine universities established after the founding of New China, and is also the predecessor of China University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Ha Yumin calmly sipped the tea, savoring its aroma, and answered the question, "Where did you get this good Longjing tea?"

"Now that the purchase and sale are under control, Wang Huixing Tea House can't get any good tea. I think it's not far from closing down."

"Okay, wait a minute..." Wang Deming went to the cellar and took out a half-pound box of Mingqian Longjing tea and placed it in front of Ha Yumin. "It was given to me by a friend from abroad," he shrugged, "you know."

"Tsk tsk, you kid, I'll gladly accept it." Ha Yumin picked up the exquisite wooden tea box with a smile, looked at it for a while, and put it away. He asked curiously, "You are at least a cadre position after graduating from university. Isn't it better than staying in the steel mill?"

"Your senior brother Wu Dinghuan has already decided on his future career. He will work as an orthopedic surgeon at the newly established Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Aren't you envious at all?"

What the hell am I envious of?
These days, no place is worse than a factory. Not even civil servants can handle it, let alone hospitals and schools?
Of course, there is still some artistry in speaking.

"What position is not for serving the people? Leader Liu said to Shi Chuanxiang in person: I work as XXXX and you scoop manure, both of which are for serving the people..."

If there was a halo behind Wang Deming's head at this time, he would probably be able to scare people when he went out.

Even without the aperture, Ha Yumin was shocked...

"Ding Dang" the teacup in his hand almost fell off, and the tea lid fell onto the teacup with a crisp sound.

Fortunately, Wang Deming was not drinking tea when he spoke just now, otherwise he would have sprayed it out... He thought of many answers, such as the factory being idle, having a good future, or having a high status, but he had never thought of this.

Hey, you can't say he's wrong?
It took Ha Yumin a long time to recover. Looking at Wang Deming who was lying seriously opposite him, he couldn't help but wonder: Does he really think so?

With such a high level of awareness, he is worthy of being a comrade who is about to become a full party member.

He picked up the teacup again and drank a sip of tea silently. Why didn't it taste as good as before?

Suddenly he said, "What if I let you be a lecturer or professor at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

Now it was Wang Deming's turn to be surprised, but that was all. He was only 22 years old, which was not too old to be a university student in this era, and not too young to be a university lecturer.

But the key is that it is not easy to get this qualification. There are many well-known Chinese medicine doctors in Beijing, and there are even more who have this qualification. It is easy to offend people by selecting a suitable lecturer, not to mention pulling Wang Deming in as a lecturer.

Wang Deming looked at Ha Yumin suspiciously. The other party had a serious expression and didn't seem to be joking, but he thought about it and politely refused: "Uncle Master, I know you are doing this for my own good. Help me find a better way out."

"I guess he's worried that I'll blame Master for giving my senior brother the spot to go to the Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."

"To be honest, it was only after I took the initiative to ask my senior brother to go many times that Master and my senior brother agreed. I really don't want to leave the steel mill."

"Well, well, you always have your own ideas." Ha Yumin's attitude was not disappointing. He came to Wang Deming just to seek some benefits for his people within his authority. He had a little more dignity than the academic tycoons in his previous life. After all, he knew how solid Wang Deming's theoretical knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine was and he also had teaching experience.

Ha Yumin stood up, put the box of Mingqian Longjing under his arm, and said, "Whenever you change your mind, tell me anytime, before school starts in September."

Wang Deming saw Ha Yumin out and thanked him, "Okay, thank you, uncle."

Looking at Ha Yumin's receding back, Wang Deming wiped his sweaty forehead and asked himself: Why are you so eager to get me to leave the steel mill?

One moment it was the newly established Beijing Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, the next moment it was the newly established Beijing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine…

Wouldn't it be nice if I could continue to contribute honestly at the grassroots level?
Alas, it’s all because my excellence is too dazzling!
It was such a headache, but luckily I finally got through it...

Unexpectedly, after only a few days of peace, Principal Zhang and teacher Lu Qinghuan of the No. 5 Middle School came together again.

The two of them were brought here by their brother-in-law Chang Youguang. As soon as they entered the courtyard, Principal Zhang walked around the inner courtyard with his hands behind his back, smacking his lips and speaking with envy: "Student Deming, you are really good. You got such a nice courtyard. It's very quiet. Well, it's especially suitable for studying."

"But..." Principal Zhang glanced at Qin Huairu who was helping Zhang Ma wash clothes, and Jin Yuqing and Zhang Shouchun who were helping Bai Ma sweep the yard.

He pointed his lips towards Jin Yuqing and Zhang Shouchun covertly, and whispered tentatively: "You are so lucky... What's going on with these two girls?"

Man, man, why don’t you see that there are two old maids in the yard?

“Just an ordinary neighbor.”

"Oh... an ordinary neighbor. Deming, you have to remember your identity. You are now in the critical period of the assessment for joining the party. You must resist all kinds of temptations."

"Tsk, tsk, which room is yours? I have several rooms in Xiguan Hutong, how about we switch?"

Bah, you middle-aged greasy man, you’re just dreaming!
"Haha, the west wing." Wang Deming smiled wryly, "Isn't this unfair to Principal Zhang? Your house must be a private one, how can I take advantage of you?"

"I'll take two rooms."

"Aren't you taking advantage of me?"

"Haha, you kid."

Principal Zhang led the way into the main hall of the west wing. Wang Deming turned to Qin Huairu and called out, "Xiaoru, help me pour four cups of tea."

"I'm here." Qin Huairu stood up, wiped her hands on her apron, and hurried to the yard to boil water.

Zhang Shouchun and Jin Yuqing looked at her busy figure, looked at each other, and then unconsciously exerted force with their hands, "Shua shua"

After Principal Zhang and Teacher Lu Qinghuan sat down, they continued to observe the furnishings of the room.

It can’t be said to be decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, but it is also antique in style. The set of yellowwood furniture, the mahogany floor covers dividing the rooms, and the blue and white porcelain from the three dynasties of the Qing Dynasty all show the owner’s low-key luxury.

"Who are you today?"

"Deming, have you heard of the book 'Handbook of Rural Chinese Medicine'?"

(End of this chapter)