Seoul University, School of Medicine.

Lin Ye walked out of the laboratory with a few books in a white coat. Before he could walk two steps, he met a familiar figure.

The eyes flashed slightly.

"President Lin." The man bowed respectfully to Lin Ye.

Lin Ye nodded slightly.

"What's up?"

"The organizer sincerely invites you to attend the 2014 mama award ceremony as a judge."

"Award ceremony?" Lin Ye frowned, "December begins, and there are three months left. Are you going to start inviting judges?"

"Inside, you are the first judge invited by the organizer."

What this means is that you are always the judge who is most valued by us.

"No." Lin Ye simply refused. He didn't have the time to attend such an insignificant award ceremony.

He was busy recovering the company's affairs and had no time.

"This..." The man obviously didn't expect Lin Ye to refuse, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Lin Ye ignored him and strode away. He still had something to do, and he didn't have time to come here.

The man opened his mouth, but in the end he had no choice but to give up.

"As the end of the year approaches, all kinds of things are coming." Lin Ye thought helplessly.

In the past, when Four Souls were assisted, he didn't need to spend so much energy to manage these things. But now it's different. Four Souls fell into a deep sleep and he could only be forced to take over everything.

The more areas you are involved in, the more headache you are.

Back at the dormitory, Lin Ye put the books in his hand on the table.

"doctor."

Lin Ye whispered to the sleeping doctor Ye.

After a moment.

"I am here."

"My class is over, let's start."

"Okay." Doctor Ye didn't say nonsense. The longer he woke up, the greater the impact it had on Lin Ye. But learning was not achieved overnight. He still needed to wake up regularly to teach Lin Ye, otherwise Lin Ye's medical skills would be able to rely on the school and himself to explore.

When a person learns deeply, he will always ignore the passage of time.

In a blink of an eye, two hours passed and it was already noon.

"You have a very solid theoretical foundation now and can start to start human anatomy. Dissection of the human body can allow you to better understand the structure of a human body." Doctor Ye said, after more than two hours of talk, he was still in good spirits.

"Living or…?"

"Everything is OK, but I suggest you start with the corpse. It will be a problem if your life is killed by your skills."

"I understand." Lin Ye nodded. He could spend money to recruit volunteers, but Lin Ye didn't want to kill anyone. He should start with the most basic one.

"If you have something to ask me, I will continue to sleep." Doctor Ye said.

"Inside."

Then, Doctor Ye stopped moving.

Lin Ye packed up his notes and textbooks, and took his cell phone and went downstairs.

After leaving the dormitory building, I called President Li and told President Li about his needs.

The other party agreed readily and told him when he wanted to use it and that he could go to Samsung Hospital at any time.

Dissecting a corpse sounds terrifying, but it is actually an indispensable item when studying medicine in depth. However, normal medical students need to be arranged uniformly. They will not think about when to go like Lin Ye, and there will be no living experiments.

It is a problem for a medical student to get hurt and disabled if he is not good at it.

"Let's go and have a look in the afternoon." Lin Ye stretched his waist in the noon sun and strode towards the cafeteria.

...

Resuscitation Company, South Korea District Branch Building, President's Office.

"First meeting, President Wen." Jung Soo-yeon smiled and bowed to greet him.

"Hello for the first time, Ms. Zheng." Wen Yuanxun didn't put on any airs, he knew all the secrets.

"Sit down."

"good."

The two sat down.

"I came to see President Wen this time because I wanted to ask President Wen for something." Jessica Jung said with a smile.

"Ms. Zheng, please tell me." Wen Yuanxun made a gesture of invitation.

"A relative of mine just graduated and wanted to join the big family of Resurrection, but because the recruitment period for Resurrection has passed, please ask me to communicate with President Wen." Zheng Xiuyan explained.

"Small things." Wen Yuanxun smiled heartily, "Why should Ms. Zheng come here specifically for such a small thing? Just make a call."

Jessica Jung just smiled at this. When asking for help, you must have the attitude of asking for help.

"As long as Ms. Zheng's relatives and friends can meet the standards of our company, you don't have to worry about such trivial matters as they pass the recruitment period." Wen Yuanxun said with a smile.

"Then I'll trouble President Wen."

"It's okay." Wen Yuanxun waved his hand indifferently.

Jessie Jeon’s relatives must be capable, and it’s nothing to recruit. If there are too many people, just lay off a few. As for entering the company directly...

He Wen Yuanxun does not have that ability yet.

Although he is the person in charge of the Restoration South Korea, he has to follow the rules when doing things. Once he breaks the rules, the news of him breaking the rules the next day will be submitted to Lin Ye.

Do you think the external offices of major districts are eating a good meal?

Not to mention that Lin Ye himself is still in Korea.

As long as it is within the rules, the president is very powerful, but if he exceeds the rules, there is nothing he can do.

Even if Jessie Jung comes, it won’t work.

After all, if you really have the ability, don’t look for me, just go to the president.

"Does President Wen know the name Choi Sung-won?" Jung Soo-yeon suddenly changed her mind and asked a question.

Wen Yuanxun was alert in his heart, but there was no extreme change on his face.

"I heard of it. Are you Ms. Zheng's friend?" Wen Yuanxun asked with a smile.

Jung Soo-yeon looked at Wen Yuanxun and suddenly laughed.

"President Wen is too hypocritical. Why do you pretend not to know the two sharp knives in President Lin's hand?"

Wen Yuanxun's eyes narrowed.

The woman in front of me...

"What does Ms. Zheng mean?"

"President Fusulin has two knives in his hand, one is open and one is secret, Fusuan South Korea's head Wen Yuanxun and Choi Sung-won, Choi's club."

Wen Yuanxun didn't say anything, just looked at Jessie Jung.

He found that many people may have overlooked this woman hidden in the dark.

"I don't know if President Wen Qing doesn't know something about President Lin's girlfriend." Zheng Xiuyan smiled slightly and asked.

Wen Yuanxun's eyes flashed.

“Ms. Zheng refers to…”

"Of course, an artist will not get the attention of President Wen. But if the artist is President Lin's girlfriend and has the help of Choi Sung-won, he will not be so unknown."

Wen Yuanxun vaguely noticed the purpose of Zheng Xiuyan.

"As a subordinate, you must grasp the right position of the president's love life." Wen Yuanxun reminded.

"Choe Sung-won-xi has not surpassed it either." Jessie Jeon said.

Wen Yuanxun understood this time.

"So Ms. Zheng still has such an idea." Wen Yuanxun looked at Zheng Xiuyan with a smile.

Jung Soo-yeon responded with a smile.

"As an outsider, I'm not easy to interfere in this kind of thing."

"But it's OK to help people in need." Jung Soo-yeon said with a smile.

Wen Yuanxun pondered for a while.

"Let's talk about Ms. Zheng's relatives."
To be continued...