11 Chapter 11: Money Farming Dungeon!

Chen Cang's eyes lit up, Zhang Zhixin had a task to assign to him!

It would be Saturday and Sunday, what kind of task could it be?

What should he do now?

Bootlicker!

Exactly!

How should he bootlick?

Bootlick well! All-round, multi-angle, no dead-ends... bootlicking!

Chen Cang hurriedly said, "No problem, I happen to be off the day after tomorrow, Zhang teacher, do you need any help?"

Zhang Zhixin smiled, "Hmm, there's a little something. Tomorrow and the day after, my studio has several surgeries lined up, and I might need an assistant. I see that you, kid, have a pretty solid foundation. Want to come and give a hand? Food's on me, 300 a day!"

Chen Cang's eyes widened, "Chen Boss, look at this? What's called generous, what's called a boss! Boss Zhang is generous!"

Chen Bingsheng scoffed, "You ungrateful, money-eyed thing, scram!"

Chen Cang chuckled, "Boss, don't worry, my love for you is unwavering, I won't sell you out just because of a little less cash. I'm just going to follow Boss Zhang and enjoy the big clients, and when we make money, I'll take you out for a foot wash."

The operating room once again burst into lively noise.

Ding! Mid-level NPC Zhang Zhixin has issued a task, task requirements: assist Zhang Zhixin for two days, completion reward: 1. a special reward; 2. RMB +1000;

Chen Cang was momentarily stunned when he saw the task reward!

What's this special reward?

Although he didn't know what it was, he recognized the 1000 RMB.

Not to mention anything else, just the temptation of this 1000 yuan was enough to make Chen Cang yield!

How does that song go?

Your money, like a tide, pushes me toward you!

Following closely~~

Money, like a tide, envelops both you and me.

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The next day, Chen Cang arrived early at the place Zhang Zhixin had indicated.

This was a cosmetic surgery studio that Zhang Zhixin and a few other bosses had set up together; it wasn't very large, but it had everything necessary, with all kinds of advanced equipment, names of which Chen Cang couldn't even call to mind.

Several nurses inside had already started bustling around to get ready.

It had to be said that in such private institutions, both the appearance and the temperament of the nurses far surpassed those of public hospitals, and most importantly... the design of these nurse uniforms was simply fulfilling many a man's fantasies about nurses!

Chen Cang silently gave a full score and, at the same time... couldn't help but feel a profound sense of awe!

Wicked capitalism, the decadent monetary system...

Ding! Daily task: Assist with 3 double-eyelid surgeries, task reward: 1. Experience +100, 2. RMB +100;

Chen Cang agreed with satisfaction.

Money is truly great!

The nurse in the pink uniform saw Chen Cang coming in and, thinking he was there for something, naturally went up to ask, "Sir, how may I assist you?"

Chen Cang shook his head, ready to answer when,

he saw a car stop at the entrance!

Zhang Zhixin got out of the car.

Holy shit!

Boss Zhang actually drives a Prado!

Seeing the imposing Toyota Prado stop at the entrance, Chen Cang was taken aback!

After all, who at the hospital drives such a nice car?

Each one is driving a modest car worth a mere ten or twenty thousand; where have you seen this kind of commanding car model and style?

Of course, Chen Cang wasn't completely unfamiliar with the sight; there were plenty of luxury cars in the hospital parking lot, and he had even seen a Rolls-Royce.

But still, seeing the tall and imposing Zhang Zhixin getting out of the Prado, Chen Cang was somewhat astonished.

After all, Zhang Zhixin was usually quite low-key.

Ah, really...

That's really rich!

Envious!

Zhang Zhixin saw Chen Cang, smiled, and walked over, "You're here, so early."

Chen Cang instantly became a bootlicking embodiment, "Of course, I've got to go all out for the tasks Boss Zhang assigns."

Zhang Zhixin laughed, "You kid!"

"Xiaolan, find a new white coat for Dr. Chen, he's here to help us out. Oh, right, let me introduce him to you all, this here is Dr. Chen from the Emergency Surgery Department of the Provincial Second Hospital, single. Hehe, you ladies should make your move quickly!"

The several young nurses at the front desk swiftly got up and bowed: "Good day, Dr. Chen!"

Chen Cang hurriedly covered his heart because, as they bent over, it would reveal their...!

Damn capitalism!

Decadent capitalists!

So envious...

When Zhang Zhixin saw this scene, he immediately teased with a laugh, "How about it? Pretty, huh? They're all my handiwork!"

Chen Cang was stunned.

WTF?

What the heck?

The women proudly peacocked, and Chen Cang found his breathing growing more rapid.

Could this be the so-called:

Prosperity through augmented assets?

Really impressive!

Chen Cang suddenly realized the benefits of being a plastic surgeon, girlfriends provided, modify at will, whatever you like...

Even if you like men, you can help with that transformation too!

Terrifying!

Envious!

Jealous!

Expectant!

A mixture of emotions surged in Chen Cang's mind, continuously assaulting his limits and moral bottom line.

The largest nurse at the front desk chuckled and said, "Mine are all-natural!"

Chen Cang turned tail and ran.

He suddenly felt he'd been too hasty leaving the house that day.

And...

Had Boss Chen forgotten to remind me before I left: "The women down the mountain are tigers, wildly fierce!"

Suddenly, the front desk erupted in a chorus of pleasant voices and laughter.

Ah, the joys of a private hospital... this atmosphere... these clothes... this bosom...

I really want to join them!

It must be so warm.

Following Zhang Zhixin to the next office and taking a seat, Zhang Zhixin said, "Actually, cosmetic medicine isn't as complicated as you think, it's quite simple. Today you'll just assist me, watch, and learn."

"And... let's be honest here, it's different from the hospital. You work for yourself, earn your own money; beyond what you turn in to the company, the rest is yours."

"Old Chen likes you quite a bit, doesn't want you to return to your hometown for financial reasons. He thinks you have potential, so he gave me a heads-up to mentor you."

Chen Cang was dumbfounded!

Is that so?

Big Brother Chen still loves me.

Chen Cang quickly replied with a sincere smile, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."

Zhang Zhixin smiled and said, "In the future, just come directly when you have time. Focus on learning about double eyelid surgeries for now, one procedure at a time. Then, I'll find someone to enroll you in a class to get a cosmetic medicine certificate so you can practice more."

"And I'm familiar with your skills; they're quite good, very solid fundamentals. I can't promise much else, but if you come for a day, whether you perform surgery or not, you'll get a base salary of 300 bucks a day. How much more you make depends on your abilities. If you can do double eyelid surgeries independently, 5000 bucks per surgery, I'll give you 1000."

"I'm not the only person here; there's a lot of splitting the pot since there's significant investment in equipment. Giving you 1000 bucks per surgery is pretty good, and don't worry about clients, just do what a doctor needs to do."

At this point, Zhang Zhixin stood up and took a sip of water: "We're all a team here, so get up to speed quickly. In the future, I'll call you when I come over, and you should come too, to get familiar and skilled as soon as possible!"

Chen Cang's face blushed and his neck swelled with the mention of so much money, his blood pounding in his cheeks!

With the attitude of a man ready to die for those who appreciate him, eager to lick boots for money!

"Yes! Boss Zhang, I'll work tirelessly to the point of death!"

Zhang Zhixin spurted out a mouthful of water: "Kid, don't die on me; if you do, Old Chen would truly kill me."

"I'm starting to wonder... hey, Little Chen, you share the same surname with Old Chen, any relation?"

Chen Cang thought hard for a long while: "No blood relation, I'm O-type, he's A-type. And there's no unsavory relationship between men..."

With some trepidation, Chen Cang asked, "Boss Zhang... are you... jealous?"

Zhang Zhixin: "Pfft!"

Zhang Zhixin sprayed out a mouthful of blood. What the hell would I be jealous about?

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